And here's the first chapter since the other one was just a prologue!

Don't own Hetalia...even though I really want too! T^T

Strawberries and lemons really don't go together… (don't ask)

"Dammit! Why the hell do I have to go to this damn party again bastard?" Lovino demanded as he glared at the Spanish man walking next to him.

Antonio just laughed it off, "Ahaha~ I don't see the problem with it Lovi! And who knows! Maybe they'll have a lot of tomatoes there!"

"…they better. But if it's all brow bastard cooking I'm out of there." Lovino grumbled to himself.

"I agree with you mi amor~! I don't want to eat Inglaterra's cooking either." Antonio chirped as he started to hug Lovino.

"DAMMIT DON'T HUG ME BASTARD! AND I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!" Lovino yelled as he broke free from Antonio's hug and then kicked him.

"Aw~ But Lovi~! I like hugging you!" Antonio said as he pouted and rubbed his leg.

"WHO GIVE A DAMN?" Lovino demanded. "STOP HUGGING ME EVERY COUPLE OF SECONDS!"

"So mean~!" Antonio whined, but then he cheered up and said while pointing, "Look Lovi! There's the house that Inglaterra rented!"

Lovino turned at looked up at the large mansion. It was actually really pretty. The walkway up to the front porch lined with arches covered in some type of purple flower that Lovino couldn't remember the name of. There were also countless gardens all over the property and they all seemed to be for a different purpose. One looked like it was a butterfly garden, another looked like it was just all wildflowers, but near the back and the one that Lovino liked best was a vegetable garden filled with large bright red tomatoes that glistened in the afternoon sun.

"It's really pretty isn't it Lovi?" Antonio asked him when he saw where Lovino was looking. Lovino blushed and then said, "F-figures you'd think that bastard. And why the hell would I care about some damn garden?"

"Aw~ Lovi~! Your face is all red like a tomato again! You look so cute!" Antonio said and laughed.

"Chiudi quella cazzo di ora bastardo!" [Shut the fuck up right now bastard!] Lovino yelled again. "E no dire che sembro un pomodoro dannazione!" [And don't say that I look like a tomato dammit!]

Antonio just laughed it off again. But when Lovino was getting ready to punch him they both heard someone say, "If the two of you are done acting like children everyone else is already inside waiting." They both turned around to see Arthur standing there scowling at them.

"Che, says the same bastard who's always trying to kick the French bastard's ass and yelling at burger bastard." Romano said as he scoffed and rolled his eyes.

Arthur glared at him and simply replied, "we both know that they're competely different things Romano. Now since both of you are the last two to arrive I think that it's time to serve the food. And before you say anything I did not cook the food. I had it ordered. I refuse to cook for people who only want to criticize my cooking."

Romano snorted and under his breath said, "I wonder why."

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When they all walked into the huge ballroom the party was already in full swing. But before they could walk in both Lovino and Antonio were glomped.

"Ve~ I'm so happy you two made it! Now everyone's here!" Feliciano chirped as he hung on to both of them.

"yeah, yeah, we're here. Now can you let go already Feliciano? I can't fucking breathe!" Lovino said as he tried to pry his brother off him.

"Si!" Feliciano said as he let go. "but guess what fratello! There's all you can eat pasta! Isn't that cool!"

"yeah, cool. I'm just glad it's not brow bastard's cooking..." Lovino said as they starting walking over to the buffet table.

"ahaha~ I think that everyone's glad about that~!" Spain chirped.

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On the way there they were cornered by Alfred who was a apparently trying to set up a DDR tournament.

"I'm telling you guys! DDR is AWESOME! You don't wanna miss out on this tournament! The winner gets a year supply of hamburgers! And-" Alfred continued to ramble on until Antonio stopped him.

"Sorry Alfred, but none of us are good at video games. Don't worry~! I'm sure you'll find enough people for it soon!" Antonio said to Alfred as all three walked around Alfred.

"Ugh..damn burger bastard. What the hell is that asshole's problem anyway? Did years of brow bastard's cooking finally fry his brain cells?" Lovino groaned when they finally reached to large buffet table.

"Ve~ I don't know! I always thought that he was fun to talk too!" Feliciano chirped as he grabbed his (8th) plate of pasta.

"...and you also like that potato sucking bastard. So I don't trust your opinion at ALL." Lovino deadpanned as he grabbed a plate of pasta too (and a lot of tomatoes).

"Ve~ But what's the problem with Ludwig fratello? He's really nice! If you would just hang out with him once I'm sure that you two will become friends!" Feliciano said right after he shallowed a mouth full of pasta.

"NO . WAY . IN . HELL will I EVER hang out with the potato bastard! So shut up about it already!" Lovino yelled at Feliciano before he stormed over to the drink table (and being followed by Antonio).

"Ugh...that fucking dumbass. When will he ever learn to listen to me?" Lovino asked himself out loud.

"Ah~ But just give it time mi amor~! He really does care about you!" Antonio chirped as he hugged Lovino but let go quick enough to not get hit again.

"Who the hell asked you bastard? I was talking to myself." Lovino grumbled as he picked up a glass of wine. "And who the hell said that you could follow me here?"

"But I get lonely without you~!" Antonio said as he winked.

"ugh..." Lovino groaned before he took a large gulp of the wine. But as soon as he shallowed it he started coughing and seeing stars before his eyes. The last thing he heard before he passed out was Antonio crying out and asking him if he was okay.

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When Lovino started waking up he immediately felt like something was wrong, but couldn't figure out what.

Antonio hugged him right when he woke up, "Lovi~! I was so worried about you! When you passed out and weren't moving I didn't know what to do!"

Lovino pushed him off and then looked around what looked like a guest bedroom.

"Shut the hell up bastard! I'm fine so quit crying already!..besides..smiling and laughing suits you better..." Lovino yelled but then whispered the second part.

"huh~? What was that you said Lovi?" Antonio aske him with a huge smile on his face.

"NOTHING! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Lovino yelled. "So where the hell are we? It doesn't look like brow bastard's party."

"It's one of the guest bedrooms! I carried you here when you passed out!"

"oh...fine..." Lovino said as he turned away to hide the slight blush on his face.

"Aw~ are you blushing mi amor~?" Antonio asked while try to look at Lovino's face.

"HELL NO!"

"Ahahaha~! Whatever you say~!" Antonio chirped and then he said, "ah~ I really wish I had a tomato right now~!"

Before Lovino knew what was happening he felt something take over. His hand raised up and then he snapped his fingers, but as the snapping sound ended a tomato appeared right in Antonio's hand.

Antonio who had been watching the whole time simply stared in shock at the tomato and Lovino. It was a couple of seconds before he said, "I-I think that we need to talk to Inglaterra..."

And cliff-hanger! What had happened to Lovino? XD ...never mind stupid question for me I'm the one writing this so I already know... and the whole title and summary gives it away for all of you so yeah... -_-;

Buts anywho's everything will be explained to them next chapter! So the randomness starts after that!

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