Hey guys, sorry about that last chapter, I know it was hella short, but school has been seriously kicking my ass. I'm failing 2 classes lol so yeah. Almost didn't get this done, since I have a lab due tomorrow that I had to finish up. Christ, I hate physics.

Ok, so this chapter introduces some new characters: Team Beilschmidt, which is made up of Gilbert, Ludwig, Louise (2p!fem!Germany, and Maria (2p!fem!Prussia), Halvard Thomassen (Norway), Abel Denssen (Denmark), Timo, Eduard, Katya (Ukraine, it's short for Katyusha), Romulus (Grandpa Rome), Emil, and Leon/Li (tbh I feel like his name would be a Gou vs. Kou kinda thing, like he wants to be called Leon, but certain people (Emil) are assholes and insist on calling him Li, as in his actual name.)

"That was certainly... An ordeal."

"Well, gee Al, that might just be the biggest understatement of the fucking year."

Both Allen and Arthur were correct, as that was most likely the biggest "ordeal" anyone in the room had every seen.

"It wouldn't have been so bad if /somebody/ hadn't freaked out," Alfred complained. He crossed his arms and glared at his brother, who was nursing the bite on his upper right arm.

"Well maybe if /somebody/ hadn't lunged at me like a maniac," Matthew countered, placing the last Loony Toons bandaid down and flipping off a certain /somebody/, who scowled and stuck out their tongue.

"You kicked me in the face!" It was a pretty good kick, too, and Alfred was definitely going to have a gnarly bruise. He had deserved it, of course.

"You jumped at me, knocked me down, and bit me with no warning, ok, you deserved that kick!" Matthew was ready to kick him in the face again, and probably would've if not for James' tight grip on his arm.

"Calm down," the taller boy mouthed when Matthew looked at him in annoyance. His irritation quickly turned to concern when he remembered that Alfred had nipped his shoulder in the crazed aftermath that had followed.

"You ok?" he asked softly, reaching over to pull James' flannel shirt away from the wound. The bite wasn't too bad, not nearly as bad as Matthew's own, but there was a thin stream of blood trickling from the wound. "Here, one sec, lemme clean you up."

Matthew reopened the first aid kit and wiped the blood away with a tissue. He dabbed some antiseptic onto the bruised flesh, before sticking on some bandaids. "There you go," he said, giving the other boy a small smile. "All better."

"Hey, you guys, remember to be careful now, like, super careful," Allen spoke up suddenly. "I heard from Abel that there's hunters on campus. He heard it from Timo, and he heard it from Eduard, who heard it from Katya, and she's pretty reliable, so... Yeah, just be careful."

"Have you ever run into a hunter?" Alfred asked. "Are they scary? Are they mean? N-not that I'm scared or anything; the hero isn't afraid of anything! I'm just, uh, just wondering."

Allen shrugged. "Never met one. Know why? It's 'cause I'm careful, got it? So don't be an idiot."

Alfred puffed out his cheeks in annoyance. "I'm not an idiot! I was just wondering what they were like, jeez!"

Well, it could be argued that the hunters on campus were scary, if only because Gilbert and Louise was scarily obnoxious. Ludwig and Maria were far past the point where they could be bothered to even try keeping the two in check, so they were generally left to their own devices.

Unfortunately for the two more mature members of Team Beilschmidt, it was their Friday meeting, and so they had to deal with their two rambunctious family members, who were currently coming up with a ridiculous scheme to capture the school's resident ghost, Romulus.

"We could put salt around here, here, and here, and then once he's in the area, put more here," Gilbert said, pointing at the dry erase board diagram with a marker.

Louise nodded. "Right, but how will we lure him in? What do we know about this guy that would bring him here?" She had a thoughtful expression, a rare look for her. "What do you guys think?" she asked, turning her attention to Ludwig, who was working on his geometry homework, and Maria, who was taking a pen apart and then putting it back together again.

Ludwig didn't even look up. Maria finished screwing the pen into one piece and turned her attention to the board. After staring at it for a moment, she shook her head and signed something to Louise.

"Wait, what?" Gilbert asked. "Go slower; I'm still learning!" This time, he watched her movements a little closer.

She signed the same thing, slower this time, and made sure to make her facial expressions as clear as possible. She watched him mouth the words along with her hand motions and grin when he understood, and gave him a small smile in return.

"Ok, I think I got it this time. Why are we wasting time with this when there's other monsters on campus to hunt?" He looked at her for confirmation, and she nodded. "Awesome, I got it right this time! And I dunno, there hasn't really been a whole lot of action around here lately. We were bored, and so we decided it would be fun to try and catch Roma, the tricky bastard. Right, Lou?"

"Yeah," Louise exclaimed, slapping Gil on the back. The latter winced, but continued to carry on with his cousin. "Lud, hey, what d'ya think? Good plan, huh?"

Ludwig scribbled something in his notebook, and shook his head. "Why don't you focus on an actual threat, not a old ghost who just ties people's shoes together and flickers lights when he's bored? The full moon was three days ago, and Kiku's brother Leon said that he heard howling in the woods when he and Emil snuck out. Seeing as there's not supposed to be any wolves in those woods, I'd say that's cause for alarm."

Maria nodded her agreement. Louise groaned, while Gilbert just looked excited.

"Wow, really? Neat, it'll be our first real case as a team! Come on, Lou, we have a lot of brainstorming to do!" He spun around, back to the drawing board, and started murmuring (read: talking far too loudly) to Louise about how they could investigate and figure out who the school's werewolf was before the next full moon.

"Oh my gods," Halvard Thomassen whispered from where he sat in the room directly above them, his hearing magically enhanced for the moment. "I can't believe Emil snuck out with that hoodlum. Hey, Abel, did you hear that?" He turned to look at his roommate, who gave him a look that clearly said no I didn't hear it what are you talking about. "The hunters were talking again. You would think Gilbert and Louise would know how to be quiet by now but of course not. Anyway, their conversation was basically "catching Romulus is stupid, there's werewolves, blah blah blah, Emil snuck out with Leon." Can you believe it?"

Abel didn't look nearly as concerned as Halvard thought he should. "Hal, he's 13, he's gonna be rebellious once in a while. And who really cares? He's a smart kid, he knows better than to do anything too stupid. Calm down. Ask Timo or Ber to keep an eye out for him. He likes Berwald, right?"

Halvard nodded. "Good idea, I'll ask him later. Though, I can't help but think that maybe we should tell Allen about the hunters being suspicious?"

Abel hummed thoughtfully. "Probably. I'll tell Fred when I see him in bio tomorrow." He returned his attention to the dogeared copy of Beowulf he was reading, biting his lip in anticipation of his favorite part.

"Right," Halvard responded, though he knew Abel was no longer paying attention. And I'll keep an eye on Emil, he thought.