Switzerland-Come in my yard and I'll shoot you.

England-DON'T EVER CALL ME AT ODD TIMES IN THE MORNING AGAIN POLAND!

America-Only I can do that. Please don't sue Hetalishadow, they own nothing. I own Iggy though. So back off!

This fic is dedicated to EeveeLuver

Chapter 3

"Keseesee~ you only want me out because you can't have me." Gilbert said laughing

Toris jumped up and grabbed the knife block. Gilbert took a look at it and tactically withdrew, no not retreat, the awesome Prussia does not retreat.

As the door closed Toris threw a knife, the largest one and it stuck in the door. (A/N I would love to see that)

"Whoa Toris calm down! You like totally need to relax!"

Toris put the knife block down and Feliks moved it out of his reach. Feliks pulled it out of his door and out came about a five inch splinter and a long crack ran down the door. Feliks whistled long and low.

Toris came over to look and did a double take.

"I DID THIS? OH MY GOSH I'M SO SORRY!"

Feliks laughed "If you come shopping with me I'll forgive you."

Toris eagerly nodded and Feliks went to get dressed.

Upstairs Feliks got on his phone. There was no way he was fixing the door and Toris couldn't since he'd be too busy with Poland.

So who would Feliks call?

"Hm, I'll do it professionally. Close my eyes, and scroll though the list until I open my eyes."

Feliks did this and landed on France. He redid that, he wasn't letting France near his house. Next was Romano… Skip. Oooh England.

Poland called the number.

"WHO IS THIS FUNCKING BLODDY GIT?"Arthur screamed into the phone.

"Hey Artie! Will you come fix me door? Toris broke it."

"WHY WOULD I FIX YOUR BLOODY DOOR? ALFRED WHERE IS MY FUCKING BLOODY VODKA?" England went on yelling.

Feliks quietly laughed and listened to England on the phone.

"Artie relax, OH MY GOD WHERE DID YOU GET THAT? ARTIE PUT IT AWAY! PUT THE SWORD AWAY! AHHH!" Alfred screamed and something crashed.

England went on a screaming rant and there was a lot of crashing.

Alfred must have picked up the phone because Feliks heard "Oh hi is this Poland? Yeah so Iggy's in a bad mood… someone kept him up. I think he drank a little too much vodka… he's running around shirtless with his sword and a bottle of like 100 year old rum… yeah uh bye." America hung up.

Feliks burst out laughing. After composing himself he tried his tactic again. He landed on Germany whom he called.

"Hallo? Ja, this is Germany?" Ludwig said picking up on the first ring as to not wake Italy.

"Hey Luddy! Wanna like seriously fix my door?" Feliks asked.

"Please don't call me Luddy. And why is it broken?"

"Oh Toris got mad when your brother showed up and chucked knife. By the way, you and Italy are like totally coming to my Halloween party. And you are seriously dressing up. Making a cake would be nice of you too." Feliks said.

Ludwig pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it.

"Why can't life be simple like Herr Stick?"

Ludwig picked up the phone again "Ja I'll fix your door later when Italy wakes up."

Then Feliks hung up. Ludwig sighed and got his tool bag. Then he grabbed Herr Stick and sat down and had some coffee with it until Italy woke up.

Herr Stick made an excellent friend, he was quiet and didn't make people throw knives or scream 'pasta.'

Ludwig thought a moment and realizes Poland never said whether Gilbert was stabbed.

Oh well he'd find out if there was blood on the door.

Meanwhile Feliks was driving like a maniac while Toris silently prayed he didn't kill them, drive off a road, drive through Switzerland, or all of the above…

Feliks luckily didn't kill them and they arrived at a large costume outlet store.

Feliks eagerly pulled him inside and right to the animal aisle.

"Toris look at that one! It's a mustang! Garr stomp I'm a Mustang!" Feliks yelled putting the head of horse on

Toris laughed at seeing Poland act so funny. That's why he loved him; he was funny and brought light to his bad days.

Elsewhere Gilbert was raising hell.

At Austria's he threw a rock at the window and broke the glass. Then, he couldn't resist, threw another rock hurting the piano.

He threw in the envelope and ran away before Hungary got her frying pan. But he did take the time to snap pictures of Austria spazing and crying.

He let Gilbird fly to Italy to deliver Spain's and Romano's. (Inside source told him Spain was… staying over at Romano's.)

He pocketed his, Feli's, and Ludwig invite. He got on his motorcycle and quickly gave Switzerland his. He went to America (A/N He's Prussia, He's awesome, he can take a motorcycle to America) and delivered Alfred's invite. He went back and carefully delivered England's. Meaning he dragged France to Brittan and threw him onto Artie's door step. Or close enough, England's rose bushes were near the door step… France likes roses so it as alright… He finished his rounds which included Japan, the Nordics, Russia, Estonia, Belarus, Ukraine, and Canada. He stayed at Canada's for a while before going home.

Back in Poland, Feliks was trying to convince Toris to get the pink my little pony costume.

"No Feliks, no way. I'll wear any other on besides that one." Toris half pleaded and half… pleaded

"Oh alright Toris. We'll wear this one!" Feliks yelled holding up a white possessed unicorn costume.

Toris sighed but nodded his head in agreement. Feliks checked out and Toris resumed praying on the way home. Upon arrival Feliks saw Ludwig working on the door.

"Oh, hi Ludwig! How's the fixing of my door going?" Feliks called out.

"Done, I was just leaving." Ludwig responded

Feliks looked at the door; it looked like the morning never happened. Wow Ludwig was quite the handyman. But then again, Romano had shown up at his house before when he found out that's where Feli was. So perhaps he just had practice.

Ludwig left and Feliks plopped down on the couch.

The party would be the most epic party ever.

Gilbert- He-he I hurt Austria's piano

Austria-*sob* I will kill you!

Ludwig-Please don't kill mein bruder, blood is hard to get out of the carpet.

Gilbert-What? So it's ok if he kills me on the tile or outside?

Ludwig- We're off topic

Spain- If you review you will get churros

writer#2 - so now, if someone wants to take the time and draw the scene where Toris is about to throw a knife at Prussia, i will like, give them a mental hug.