A/N:

General Disclaimer: These fanfictions STAND ALONE. Unless otherwise specified, the plot will have little to no connection to following Emily Reader fics. I do not own Hetalia, only the OCs and the plot. EMILY READER AND HER FRIENDS ARE RAPIDLY CHANGING CHARACTERS. Their back stories, age, profession, etc. will change with the fics. Please understand.

The only language I currently speak fluently is English, and American English at that. I have a small vocabulary in German, and bits and pieces of Japanese, Spanish, French, and Italian. If anything is incorrect, blame Google Translate, not me. Any language corrections would be greatly appreciated.

I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors. If there are any glaring ones I missed, feel free to tell me. Also, I'm sorry for any OOCness and stuff. And characters that I may wound/kill. Just remember that they'll probably be alive in the next fic.

Okay, thanks for bearing with me. If you've gotten this far, THANK YOU SO MUCH. I wish you loads of happy Emily Reader-ness. Art and more can be found on my DA page, and there's a link to that on my profile. Please enjoy!

And part 3…

Episode 3: Up To Our Antics (PT 3)

Pairing: PrussiaXEmily, RussiaXHaruka, JordanXSamantha (Vable), SuFin, and some other implied pairings….XD

Rating: T for MAJOR LANGUAGE. And implications and dirty jokes and violence… and language…

"So, agents," I said, whipping of my shades and flipping off my walkie-talkie. "What now?"

Haruka got this really creepy look about her, and I swear the air around her turned purple. "Strait jackets…?"

"D-DA!" I said impulsively, nodding quickly. "Let's g-go to the Macy's and ask people where the strait jackets are." I forgot all about wanting to look at video games while we were in here.

"Hey, it's Artie~!" Gilbert waved at the blond who was clutching a video game to his chest, as if embarrassed to be seen with such a thing. From what I could tell, he had Skyrim. Alfred was not too far behind, taking a precarious pile of games from Kiku who was manning the register.

"Thanks, yo! Come on, if we get back to my place now, I can prestige at least once tonight."

"And, what, I'm just supposed to watch you blow people into oblivion?"

"Dude, I'm pretty sure Oblivion was the game before Skyrim."

"Bloody hell, Alfred…" they walked out of the store bickering. Or Arthur was bickering, Alfred wasn't even listening.

"Hey Emily, why Macy's? That's kind of an unawesome store."

"It's right across from the pretzel stand so we can still keep an eye on target SuFin!"

"I'm not following those two around all day!"

"Who are you forrowing?" We all turned and stared at Kiku, who had a weird air about him. It was almost… mischievous.

"Tino and Berwald. Why?" I asked, stepping toward the counter.

"Werl, if you bug them, you don't have to forrow them arl day."

"Why would annoying them help?"

"WHAT KINDS OF BUGS DO YOU HAVE?" I shouted, slamming my hands on the counter. "Audio? Tracking? Infrared?"

"A-arl three…"

"How much?"

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"Done."

"Really? That was fast!"

"Awesome. Now I don't feel like a stalker! So, what did you do?"

"I hugged Tino, pinned tracking and audio device on his collar. I shook hands with Berwald, and fixed his color which was lopsided anyways, and pinned the other tracking and audio to his."

"They won't find them?"

"Not unless they're looking really hard."

"Alright. TO THE DISNEY STORE!"

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"Really, you're gonna scare a bunch of five year olds?"

"Yeah, that seems kind of unawesome."

"Yeah, you're right. Ooh! Here comes the elevator!"

Haruka sprinted over to the doors of the elevator, putting on her creepiest happy face and waiting expectantly.

"I think she should stop hanging around that Russian kid."

The doors slid open, and every person visibly took a step back.

"I… need…help…" she said as a woman slowly stepped out of the elevator, but Haruka stepped in front of her."Do you know where the strait jackets are? I… need one. Help, afraid…t-tell me where!" Suddenly she shrieked and dropped to her knees, clutching her ears. "THE VOICES!" she cried. "They keep telling me to kill you, I DON'T WANNA HURT YOU! Please!" she grabbed the woman's knees, "Tell me where…the strait jackets, WHERE?" She released the woman and turned back to the elevator, eyes wide. "Where, where, where…" Ruka mumbled repeatedly, and almost everyone sprinted from the small moving compartment.

Almost everyone. One very haughty looking girl, with, one of those 'I'm so much better than you because I'm Mexican' looks plastered across her face remained.

"Angela." Gilbert spat.

"You know her?"

"One of Antonio's girlfriends." He glared at her, but she didn't pay us any mind. The real prize was right in front of her.

"Hello there, Haruka. Being an obnoxious little bitch like usual?"

Ruka tensed, her insane face dropping to one of rage. I stepped forward, but Gilbert put an arm out to stop me. "Just wait. She can fend for herself."

Haruka forced a smile onto her face, but I know we all saw the fire and tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth as if about to say something, but closed it again, staring intently at the floor. Angela relaxed and smirked, thinking she had won.

And then, Ruka pounced.

I blinked and she was literally at Angela's throat, yanking on her hair. Angela shrieked and began to claw at Ruka's face, and that's when Ruka bit. I mean, honest to God, bit Angela's shoulder, and drew blood. Angela threw her head back, and then yanked herself forward, leaving Haruka with bloody lips and a handful of hair.

"You! You really do need the strait jackets don't you!" Angela's voice was shaky, and she backed up slowly. They had begun to draw a crowd, but gave the girls some distance. Angela kept backing up until she reached the outside of the circle, bumping into someone.

She turned, glared, and then shrank back. The room got considerably colder, as everyone's eyes turned to the person blocking her path.

"That was a pretty nasty thing to say to such a beautiful sunflower, da?"

Angela's eyes widened as Ivan loomed over her, grinning childishly. He began to reach inside his coat and she freaked, running screaming in the opposite direction. The crowd dispersed, leaving a frozen Gilbert and I staring at what was just a bloody battlefield.

Haruka's eyes finally over flowed with tears and she all but tackled Ivan. He wrapped his arms around her lightly, letting her cry into his chest. I heard Gilbert release a breath, and I realized I had been holding one in too.

After several minutes, Ruka pulled herself off of Ivan her eyes red from crying. Her lip was still bleeding; it must have split when Angela threw her head back.

"Your lip…"

"It's fine," she mumbled, hanging her head, and a drop of blood fell to the floor.

"No, it's not, let me see."

She glanced up at him through her bangs, and he smiled. Not creepy, or clueless, or just general I'm plotting to kill you. A genuine, loving smile. She smiled back, and unfortunately, this caused her lip to bleed even more. Bending down to meet her eyes, he brought a hand up to hold her face, wiping away a few stray tears with his thumb. Her cheeks reddened more, and Gilbert groaned and became immensely interested in the princess dresses in the Disney store behind him.

I knew what was coming, and yet when he kissed her, it still made my heart soar, barely brushing that pang of jealousy. I grabbed Gilberts arm and grinned, jumping up and down. He looked at me and rolled his eyes, but I swore I saw him smile when he turned away.

He smiled, but I saw something else in his eyes.

Was he jealous too?

A/N: Okay, this is the last Up to Our Antics I currently have written, so when I finish the next part I'll post it, OKAY~? Plz reviews!