Author's Note : My favorite chapter so far, and it has my favorite line EVER. (aka ~ "Shut the hell up you German skank." XD)
Oh yeah, and the Derringer... awesome gun! THEY'RE SO TINY~

Master Braginski's Household

Lithuania - Toris
Latvia - Raivis
Estonia - Eduard
Poland - Feliks
Finland - Tino
Sweden - Berwald
China - Yao
Vietnam - Lihn
France - Francis
Canada - Matthew
South Italy - Romano/Lovino
Spain - Antonio
Seychelles - Michelle
Turkey - Sadiq
Luxembourg (OC, I know) - Noah
Ukraine - Yekaterina
Belarus - Nataliya
Hong Kong - Maddox
Prussia - Gilbert
Cuba - Ismael
Korea - Im Yong Soo

If you have a question about a character or something, review/PM me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Happy to find all of his belongings intact, Toris laid down on his bed. The brunette felt uneasy - knowing that something was going on on Master Braginski's estate, but not knowing what that something was.

Damn, what could be going on here?

Nothing too horrible, or Raivis wouldn't have offered to help get me a job, right?

Toris glanced at the digital clock on his bedside table. It read 6:54 PM. The brunette groaned, not knowing how to spend the next hour before dinner. Toris reached into his pants-pocket and pulled out his key-card and ear piece. He flipped the card over and read the instructions. Seemed easy enough. Toris put the device in his ear and looped the hook around his outer ear. When the brunette pushed the small green button on the end of the device, he heard a few voices on the other end.

Michelle, answer your damn phone. A male voice said, clearly annoyed.

Yeah, yeah... what do you need Romano? A girl replied.

Sadiq tracked in some dirt. First level, East wing.

Again? The girl sighed.

Again.

I'm on my way.

Good. 'Bout time too. Another male voice said, deeper than the first.

Toris realized that this was more like a walkie-talkie than an intercom system. He continued listening to employees grumble at each other.

Mathieu! I need you, mon chere! Francis called.

What is it Francis? A man answered quietly.

I need some bleach and black thread.

I'm on my way.

Nothing particularly exciting was said, but Toris was intrigued when he heard his brother's voice.

Feliks, the newest shipment is here. Raivis said timidly.

Send it to the basement, The blonde replied, annoyed. Any news on the Derringer order?

They should get here by tomorrow.

Toris wondered why Master Braginski would be ordering guns - especially guns that small.

Good. Feliks said, sounding happier then Toris had ever heard him before.

There were a few minutes of silence over the intercom until a man with a Spanish accent announced that dinner would begin in 15 minutes.

You might want to call the new kid's room, Antonio, a man with a German accent said. 'cus he's not half as awesome as I am!

Shut it Gilbert, A familiar voice replied. He's my fucking brother, remember that.

Now, now, Eduard. Feliks said playfully. Play nice.

Yes, and you too Gilbert. Antonio announced cheerfully. I don't think you need anyone else on your bad side.

I don't have a bad side.

That's what you think. Eduard replied.

Why you little-

Just call him, Antonio. Feliks exclaimed.

Will do Feliks.

A few seconds later, the phone on Toris's desk began to ring. The brunette got off his bed and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hola! I'm Antonio. Dinner starts in 15 minutes. You're Toris right?"

"Yes. It's nice to talk to you Antonio."

"You too! I'll see you soon~" The man hung up the phone and Toris did the same.

Called him! Antonio said. He sounds nice.

He's too nice if you, like, ask me. Feliks sighed.

Well, nobody, like, asked you. Gilbert said, mocking Feliks's odd way of speaking.

Shut the hell up you German skank.

I love you too Feliks. Gilbert replied.

Do you want me to kill you? I have the best shot in the entire household, and you of all people know that Gilbert. Unless, you want another knee surgery?

Don't remind me you Polish whore.

I love you too Gilbert.

At this, Toris began to make his way to the kitchen.

Shut it, Pole.

Make me.

Oh, I will. Just wait.

I've been waiting.

What do you have to say to that? Eduard asked.

Gilbert's line was silent.

You think he gave up? Another male asked.

Yep. Feliks replied. See you at dinner Matthew.

Okay. Matthew said.

Toris could already see the light from the kitchen and hear other employees' laughter. When the brunette entered the kitchen, he saw about ten others in the room with him. He could only recognize two of them.

Raivis greeted Toris first with a weak hug. Noah was close behind with a handshake.

"How had your day been?" Noah asked him.

"Good, and yours?"

"Alright." Noah left to talk to a blonde girl with a bow in her hair.

Raivis pulled on Toris's long brown locks. "You okay?" The lavender eyed man asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Toris replied. "Interesting conversation on the intercom, huh?" The brunette gave his brother a sly smile.

Raivis's eyes widened. "What all did you hear?"

"I came in at, 'shut the hell up you German skank'." Toris lied.

"Ah," Raivis frowned. "They're always like that. Feliks and Gilbert, I mean."

"I don't think I want to keep my ear piece in then." The brunette pointed to his left ear and Raivis smiled.

"It's well worth it in the end, believe me." The blonde's voice lowered. "You can mute it if it annoys you that much though."

"No, no. It's fine." Toris glanced around the room. "I don't know anyone."

"You know me."

"True."

Raivis smiled up at his brother as two girls walked over. One had brown hair with pigtails, and the other had black hair pulled into a ponytail at the nape of her neck. The brown haired girl grinned.

"Hello," She held out her hand. "I'm Michelle."

"Hello Michelle. My name is Toris." He shook her hand.

"It's nice to meet you."

The black haired Asian girl held out her hand as well. "I'm Lihn."

"Hello Lihn." He shook her hand. When he let go, the girl walked off into the kitchen.

Michelle stayed behind. "I hope you like it here Toris."

"I do. Everyone here is very welcoming."

"So we've heard." Michelle's chocolate eyes glistened. "Hey, Sadiq! Quit being an ass and come say hello!"

A tall Mediterranean man walked up to Michelle and gave her a solid punch in the arm. Michelle elbowed him in the stomach.

"Hey Toris. I'm Sadiq." The man smiled.

"Nice to meet you."

"Likewise." Sadiq went back to where he was standing, near a dark skinned man with dread locks, smoking a Cuban cigar.

"Dinner is almost ready." Lihn announced.

"Now we have to wait for all the ass holes who can't keep track of the goddamned time." Said a brown haired man with a curl portruding from the right side of his head. "Damn it, I'm hungry."

"I told you to eat lunch Lovino!" Toris recognized this man's voice as Antonio's. "You're so stubborn."

Lovino turned bright red and insisted that he was not stubborn, and if Antonio called him Lovino ever again he would pop a cap in the Spaniard's ass. Antonio just smiled and hugged the brunette tightly.

"Don't worry. Romano wouldn't harm a hair on Antonio's head." A man with red eyes and white hair said, sneaking up behind the brunette and clapping him on the shoulder, causing Toris to jump. "I'm Gilbert, but you can call me awesome if you want." His German accent was even more prominent in person. Gilbert winked.

"Well I highly doubt I'll be calling you a German skank." Toris moved out from under Gilbert's hand.

Gilbert grimaced. "You heard that?"

"Unfortunately. I'm Toris by the way."

"Nice to meet you Toris." Gilbert glanced around the room. "Let's go to the table. Who knows how long the rest of them will take to get here, especially that cross-dressing Polish whore." He winked one of his red eyes.

Toris chuckled and followed the albino to the long dining table. Toris sat next to Gilbert and another man with amethyst eyes and light blonde hair. On his head was a white beret, and he was smiling slightly.

The blond turned toward Toris and offered his hand. "My name is Tino." He had a thick accent.

"My name is Toris." The brunette replied.

Tino pointed to a tall blond with aquamarine eyes to his left. "And this is Berwald."

"Hello Berwald."

"'t's n'ce t' 've m't y'."

Toris had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing.

Slowly, more and more employees began filing into the dining room and introducing themselves until all but four seats were filled. The brunette noticed that Feliks was missing.

"I told ya." Gilbert said, jabbing Toris's arm with the wrong end of his fork. "Feliks is always late."

"Is he the only one missing?" The brunette asked.

"Nope. Eduard isn't here either. And the cooks are still in the kitchen."

Toris glanced around the room, he couldn't see Eduard anywhere.

"Well, where could they be?"

Gilbert shrugged. "Down in the lab maybe. They could be cleaning up, but that's usually the chemists' job's.

Just then, Feliks and Eduard entered the dining room. Feliks sat across from Toris and Eduard adjacent to Raivis.

"What kind of lab?" Toris asked the albino.

Toris noticed that the room had become completely silent. He looked around and it seemed like everyone was holding their breath.

Gilbert glanced nervously at Feliks, who shrugged.

"It's, like, too late for him to get out of it anyway." The blonde sighed. "Go ahead and tell him Gilbert."

The brunette had a feeling that his first dinner in the house was about to get a lot more interesting.