I woke for the second time that day in the arms of Rome. Hm... What an interesting sentence. I could tell that he was already awake by his breathing. I pushed away from him. Unlike the time before he let me go.

I stood and looked down at him. He looked back up at me.

Then I kicked him in the side, like the considerate person I am.

He yelped and started complaining about how abusive I was but I thought he deserved it.

After he was done being a baby he sat up, "I'm hungry," he announced, probably expecting me to feed him. Instead of yelling at him like I wanted to I walked off to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Almost every Saturday I made myself pancakes, and not those crappy pancake mix ones. I made them from scratch. They were pretty good if I do say so myself.

As I got the ingredients together Rome dragged himself into the kitchen, more literally than figuratively. He was pulling himself forward with his arms, "Shouldn't you wear an apron?" he asked.

"No, and I don't think I've ever seen anyone wear one while cooking in their home," that wasn't entirely true. I had a distant memory of one of my, rather strange, uncles wearing an apron while he made us food... But maybe that could be counted as another reason why I didn't want to wear one.

I went about making the food while Rome sat around watching me work.

"Your parents didn't come home," he stated, sounding strangely serious.

Thank god they didn't come. I didn't want them here. Instead of voicing my thoughts I just nodded, as I so often did.

"Doesn't it bother you?" he sounded concerned.

I didn't look up as I flipped the pancakes onto a plate, "No,"

He didn't say anything after that, there was an awkward silence.

I continued flipping the flat cakes around until they were all done. Just as I was carrying the pancake plate to the table there was a knock at the door. And some yelling.

Gilbert. Sometimes he came over to eat my food.

Sighing I went to answer the door, or rather, to save it from being beaten to death. As soon as I unlocked the door he burst in. He jumped into a seat at the table, stealing the plate I had laid out for myself. Rome just sat there starring at him from across the table.

I heaved another sigh and got out the syrup and the whip cream.

"Gilbert... Shouldn't you be mooching off your boyfriend and not me?" I asked. Gilbert had been with his boyfriend for a long time, though I never could remember his name... Or what he looked like for that matter, but usually he stole his pancakes, not mine so something was up.

"Mattie is out of town," Gil pouted, grabbing himself a pancake, "So I have to settle for your shitty pancakes," he made a face. Every time he ate mine he would complain about how bad they were and how my 'awesome sauce' (syrup) wasn't as awesome because it wasn't homemade. I'm sorry that I didn't spend hours of my time preparing you the perfect sirup, Gilbert.

I just rolled my eyes and sat down beside Rome.

"Hey 'Mania? Why's your boyfriend here anyway? He spend the night?" the albino smirked at me.

My eye twitched, "Not my boyfriend," I said, trying to look as irritated as possible.

Beside me Rome made a face, "If you're going to say it at least don't make it sound like you would rather chop off your own leg and eat it than go out with me! I find it highly offensive, I would make a superb boyfriend!" he pouted, I was surprised he hadn't spoken up sooner. I looked up at the ceiling like it could save me from the idiots in the room. Unfortunately it did no such thing.

"Whatever you say," I breathed, grabbing a pancake and shoving it into my mouth.

We did not talk much while we ate, which is saying a lot given who I was sitting with, but the general idiocy radiated off of them.

Eventually Gil left in search of 'awesomer beings' and I was left with a stupid curly haired burnet.

"Sooo..." he began, I didn't like the look in his eye, "How long can I stay?"

"How about you get out of my house now,"

He clutched his chest like he was dying, "You hurt me 'Mania, truly you do. But I know you want me to stay, so that's what I shall do,"

"No. I am quite sure that I want you to leave, so get out," I pointed in the direction of the door.

"Now, now" he raised a finger, "We both know that's not what you want! Don't Ty to fool me,"

For a moment I considered grabbing one of the many kitchen utensils I had in store and stabbing him repeatedly with it. No matter what it was. Instead I just scowled at him.

He moved forward slowly, like he was approaching a wild animal. I tensed, waiting for the attack I knew was coming.

Then there was a knock at the door. The distraction was all he needed. When my gaze turned to the door Rome pounced on me, forcing me down onto the floor, and covered my mouth with his hand. Quickly he pulled me back to my feet and grabbing my wrists with his other hand.

There was another knock.

Rome walked toward the door, forcing me to move as I was trapped in front of him. We were directly in front of the handle.

"Open it," Rome whispered into my ear, it made me very uncomfortable but squirming probably wasn't the best thing to do in that situation so I did as told.

It was Ludwig. His eyes widened when I opened the door.

"Um..." he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "I was going to ask if you had seen Gilbert but you seem busy," he turned to leave. My face was turning red.

Rome laughed, much to my irritation. I could feel his chest move against my back.

"You just missed him!" he said. Ludwig nodded and hurried off down the driveway. When the blond was out of sight Rome pulled me back inside and dragged me up to my room.

He stayed for the rest of the day.

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A/N- Hey bros, I am really, realllllllllly sorry I took so long! I have had issues writing this. Probably mostly due to the fact that I really don't read hetalia fics anymore but oh well. I'll try to update sooner because I do have a bit of an idea of where this is headed now.

Do people besides chefs actually wear aprons? Because I only barely remember my uncle may have worn one, other than that I haven't seen it.

FYI maple syrup takes forever to make if you didn't know. My family makes it every year but I think the store bought stuff is better anyway.

Blah... My head is so full of sludge today.

Anyway thanks for all the love~ you guys are super special awesome!

I OWN NOTHING

Have a nice day,

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