Well after seeing how much publicity this got by the second chapter, I decided to continue this faster~! Only I'm not quite sure where this story is going myself. I was planning to figure that out after the first chapter when I said to go on Hiatus so sometimes this story may seem pointlessly dragging and one point so sorry~!

Also to Jacalyn thanks for reading and reviewing but if you mean that they're supposed to be countries in this sadly it not. Sorry but I hope you'll keep reading. When you think about it, most of this could apply to the countries and that would eliminate the problem of underage drinking.*head desked* Why didn't i think of that.
Anyways,Enjoy~!

They stood infront of the Germans' house, neither wanting to knock on the door. There was a seventy percent chance that Ludwig would come and open it and they'd have to face the German's wrath. And there was also a thirty percent chance that Gilbert would open the door and then probably start ranting about how awesome he was and how they weren't. Neither of the options looked good.

"Ciao~! What are you guys doing here. Are you here to visit Ludwig too~" a cheery voice came up from behind them. To the startled American and Brit though, it sounded like the very voice from hell.

Alfred screamed. Feliciano, startled, started to scream too. And, just for the sake of it and not wanting to be left out, Arthur screamed along with them too.

The door swung open. "What ze hell iz vrong with you people?" yelled Ludwig, letting his German accent show in his rage. Arthur immediatley stopped screaming. He turned a bright red and coughed and cleared his throat. Feliciano had too, stopped screaming at th sight of the German and wiped his tears that had built up in the corners of his eyes. "Ve~ Ludwig." he brightened up.

Alfred however, who had been facing Feleciano, now turned around and started screaming in the German's face. Even when he ran out of breath he took another and kept on going and going till his voice was hoarse. His face was inching closer and closer to Ludwig's own and he started jumping up and down while keeping his face level. When his face was but naught a hair width away, flecking the other in his saliva. Ludwig got fed up more then he already was and shoved Alfred's face away with his hand, sending the American flying backwards and landing on his behind.

Wipping away the spittle with his sleeve he yelled, "What do want know? If I was in no mood to see you before, now I want your faces eradicated off the face of the Earth!"

"Ve~ Ludwig calm down" said the smaller Italian,"They didn't mean it and it was my fault too for scaring them so don't be mad at them." He was clinging to Ludwig and began to wail again. And a sad Italian equaled an angry German. Or even more angrier than possible and defenatly not healthy.

Ludwig appraoched them slowly, not because he was giving the a chance to run away but rather savoring the moment and the looks on their faces, much like a predator does to its prey and Alfred wondered what Ludwig made his wurst out of.

Arthur slowly backed away but Ludwig ignored him. He only cared wheather or not Alferd would live to see tomorrow. Feleciano tried to pull him back in vain attempts, he couldn't even lift 30 pounds for God's sake unless it was pasta and Ludwig was not pasta. But he was delicious eheheh.

Alfred, still on his butt, scrambled backwards still his back hit a tree.

'Well this is the end ' he thought and closed his eyes

"Oi West, take a chill pill, what 'er you tryin' to do? Kill him?" Alfred thought he was probably never more happier to hear the albino.

"Yes, now move before I do the same to you bruder."

"Wait wait wait!" yelled Alfred, "If your gonna kill dude then at least tell me why. Other than the fact you know,...I screa-yelled in your face."

Ludwig narrowed his eyes then turned around walked backed to his house with a simple come. Arthur went after him followed by Feleciano, Gilbert, and then a very hesistant Alfred. He lead them to the living room. The place was an abolute mess. Furniture strewn here and there and various food items were littered here and there along with a shit-load of glitter that would make even a glitter princess jelious. All in all it looked like a sad, failed, messed up version of a German sparkle party. It was also the same that matched Alfred's version of one.

"Haha dudes, you throw a party or what? Plus you got a ton of sprakles and your German so it's a German sparkle party!" Exclaimed Alfred. Then he saw the llok on Ludwig's face."Oh..."

"Kesesese~! That was the most awesojme party ever!" said Gilbert. Looking at him closley, you could see that he he was sporting a black eye cleverley covered up by powder. Suprising that you could get it ghost white, huh.

Alfred's eyes fell on something lodged into the wall. It was shield. No Captain America costume was complete without it! He ran over to it. Almost half of it was stuck in the wall. He grabbed it and pulled. Somehow, with his strength, he managed to pull the out sheild that Gilbert couldn't and was working on for the past five hours. It came came out with some plaster and paint.

"So we did this didn't we?" asked Alfred though he already knew the answer.

"Yes you dummkopfs and mein idiot bruder."

"We're terribly sorry, Ludwig and we'll clean it up right away but did we do anything else?" said Arthur.

"Ah...W-well, you-" he turned red and looked flustered

"Oh come on, say it already West or I will. You guys had sex with each other!" Gilbert practically yelled it.

"Wait WHAT?" Alfred and Arthur in unison.

"See? You already make the perfect couple. So just admit it already! Hiding it is so unawesome."

"But we're not." "Did we really...?" "We couldn't have!" "Not with him." They said flustering around for their sentences and colliding them with one-another.

"Ve~ What 'Sex'?" asked Italy "I think big brother France mentioned it before but I forgot what it meant. Is it some kind of candy?"

Gilbert laughed."Kesese~ you never told him West? Fine, then the awesome me shall tell him!" Sex is something you do to the person you like a lot love in fact. And then when there ready you-"

Ludwig shoved a fist in his face effectively cutting him off. "Shut the hell up before you scar him."

"Ve~ But I like Ludwig a lot, does the mean-"

"NEIN." Ludwig yelled, "Just forget it about it and don't think about it." "And as for you two," he looked over to Arthur and Alfred "Nothing happened between you two, you just disapeared into a closet for sometime, nothing else. Now clean up this mess!" Way to take the intimacy out of things Ludwig.

Once the managed to restore the living room to its proper state they bid their goodbyes mixed in apolgies. Gilbert, being the one to spot them first when the arrived said they came from the south-west, that was not a good sign.

On there way there, Alfred noticed something stuck to his sheild. A small tiny pocket mirror. He pried it off. It was a very lady looking hand mirror.

"Dude, I didn't know that you were into this stuff." He showed him the mirror.

"What the bloody hell are you taking about?" He looked at the mirror. "I would never carry a bloody ladies mirror with me!" He said while self-consiously finguring his pocket that contained his very gentlemanly mirror.

Alfred sniffed the mirror it smelled of sweet prefume, Monaco's? He sniffed it again. This time he got a faint smell of chocalate, Belgium's? And then he caught it. His stomach sank to his knees. There was faintest smell of cheese that only an extra-double-cheese burger eater could sniff out. There destination was finalized. Lili Zwingli's. A.K.A. her brother's Vash Zwingli.

I hoped you enjoyed the Gerita fluff but if you don't like the pairing well my head cannon says he would act that way so...well not the pasta part but...Oh and yes, i meant to say Belgium and Monaco I couldn't find name for them so yeah...Till then, See ya~!