Lovino "Aw HELL No":
I widened my eyes a little. "...Like a...date?"

Lovino rubbed his neck before he chuckled, trying to hide the obvious tomato blush coming to his face. "Well...si."

I chuckled humorlessly as I stood from the table and aprotched him. I was silent until I slapped the shit out of him full of anger, too angry to hear the chuckles, "Oo"s and silent claps behind me. "Don't think I don't know what's going on!" I yelled. "You made a bet and I'm your prize! Well, here's my answer to that!" I yelled with another bitch slap. The laughter ceased when I whipped around to see the German brothers. "Were you two in on it too?!"

"Nien!"

"No!"

"We could never do that!"

"Why would the awesome me stoop THAT low?!"

All I saw was red as I saw through their lies, nodding jerkilly. "I think you did! Start begging for mama now!" And that's exactly what they did as I chased them off into the sunset. What they didn't know about me was that, even though Ludwig had his training and can run around the campus several times non-stop, I was a cross-country champion on top of that. Those boys didn't last the night.