Update! I apologize in advance for super short and lame chappy.

"Who's the other vocal singer!?" Alfred looked around to see if someone magically poofed into the room.

Natalia looked at her brother, gave a huge smirk then stared straight into Alfred's sky-blue eyes.

"That would be me."

Alfred raised an eyebrow and gave a snort of laughter.

"Good one! You had me for a split second!"

Natalia narrowed her eyes and scowled before returning to a smirk.

"How cute. You think it's a joke." She looked back at her brother. "He's not very bright, is he?"

Alfred blanched and strode over to the creepy girl. He slammed his hands on the table and glared down.

"Now look here you...you..." Alfred stumbled over his words, and was just about to finally let loose a string of cusswords when Natalia magically pulled out a long sharp knife out of mid-air and pressed it against Alfred's throat.

Ivan's eyes widened and he shot out of his chair. "Sister! Really, put the knife down!"

Natalia did just the opposite and pressed it harder against his throat. "Listen here, you dumb American, either you shut up, sit down, and enjoy a nice dinner, or you will become our next one."

Alfred whimpered slightly and edged backwards, though she had grabbed his wrist with her free hand and was squeezing it painfully.

"Okay! Okay! Let go of me now!" Alfred demanded. Natalia let go quickly and sat back down, calmly smoothing her dress. Alfred stuck out his tongue and then looked around the table for a empty seat.

His luck would have it that there was only one.

And it was between Ivan (the dear brother of the serial killer woman) and James (the one who snorted in dissmissal as he passed him). Joy upon joys.

Natalia locked her eyes on Alfred and followed the American intently as he slowly sat down. Ivan turned to Alfred and gave him a warm smile (well, still creepy) and James completly ignored him and scooted a little away from him.

"So Alfie!"

Alfred looked across to find the albino, Gilbert, staring at him with a grin.

"It's Alfred." Alfie? Really now? No.....just...ugh!

"Sorry man. So Alfred, what do you think of that gay-ass band, Brittannia?" Gilbert leaned forward and waited for Alfred to answer while he squirted way to much ketchup on to his hamburger.

"I like it! That Arthur dude sure has good vocal cords."

Everyone around the table froze and stared at Alfred with mixture looks of horror and disgust. Gilbert himself had dropped the huge ketchup bottle that crashed down to the floor and his jaw hung open.

"Uhhh....I mean..."

Shit. Just great. Apparently this band was a rival band. How come he always fucked up?

A giggle broke the silence and Alfred wasn't to suprised to find out it was Ivan.

"Oh my! What lovely tension." Ivan tilted his head and stared at Alfred.

"Uhh...so hey guys! How about that warm weather today?"

Toris spoke out loudly and it was as if the spell was broken.

"It was nice." Vash briskly stated.

"Nice? Like, that totally is not a good word to use to describe today Vash!" Feliks rolled his eyes. "It was beautiful and sunny! Really good for bringing out freckles." At that statement, Feliks looked beside him at Toris who blushed lightly. Okay......he didn't want to know.

"Keep that shit in the bedroom you two!" Gilbert spat out, looking disgusted.

"Like you're one to talk, Gilbert?" Feliks shot back, glaring.

"Enough! Lets just finish this horrible greasy food and get right to our first pratice with the American!" Natalia picked up a fork and knife and then procedded to cut up her hamburger.

"What the hell are you doing torturing a perfectly good hamburger like that!?"

Natalia froze in her cutting and sneered at Alfred.

"What? You don't eat your food neatly? Oh! That's right!" Natalia faked a look of suprise. "You eat your food the American way, like a dog." She smirked.

Alfred bolted out of his chair and lunged across Ivan. He wasn't normally one to hit a girl, but this chick was getting on his last nerves. Ivan froze for a second before grabbing the back of Alfred's shirt and yanking him off from over him and threw him back down in his chair. Natalia, however, had gotten up and now stalked over to Alfred with her butter knife clutched in her hand.

"Come any closer, you pyscho woman, and I swear I will unleash some awesome kung-fu moves on you!"

Natalia gave a short laugh and sneered. "Oh please! You, hurt me?"

Alfred raised his fists and flashed a grim smile. "Try me and find out."

"Oh god. Someone shoot me now." James rolled his eyes and face-palmed.

Yea....still in a Fanfic slump.....no desire to write really unless it's oneshots or starting a new fic...lmao!

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