A/N: So most of the ideas for this chapter actually happened during lunch time at school, which by the way, is out. So, I'm officially a high school student and am on summer break. I have marching band camp later this week, but I've already started the next chapter and I'm hanging out at my Grandpa's this weekend. So it shouldn't be too long until the next update.

Warnings: Just general awkwardness.

Chapter Start

Vee~ We're here!" Feliciano said, grabbing Ludwig's arm and waving both their hands.

The group back at the school had each gotten their own dinner and were gathered at a large picnic table to eat. After the younger Vargas and Beilschmidt sat down on the end, the seating went like so: on one side was Yao, Ivan, Eduard, Raivis, Toris, Feliks, Elizabeta, Roderich, Antonio, Lovino, Francis; and on the other side (starting across from Yao) Yong Soo, Natalya, Katuyasha, Lilli, Vash, Heracles, Kiku, Tino, Berwald, Roma, Feliciano, and Ludwig.

"So glad you could join us. What the crappola took so ******* long?" Lovino said.

"Feli wouldn't finish his laps." Ludwig remarked.

Lovino just snorted and went back to eating his pizza.

"You shouldn't b e mean, fratello!" Feliciano insisted, starting to eat. He looked over at Roma, who had his eyes closed. "Vee~ Roma! Is something wrong?"

Roma answered after a long pause. "Nothing's wrong. I was just praying over my food..."

"Oh, ok!" Feliciano said. He emptied the contents of the bag that held his dinner and set aside a small pile of chocolate Hershey's Kisses for later.

The group was having separate conversations and it was going rather well until Elizabeta pointed something out.

"Hey, does anyone know where Alfred, Arthur, Gilbert, and Matthew are?" she asked.

"Ja...zey vere all going to lunch und zere vas an accident. Zey had to take Alfred to ze hospital." Ludwig explained.

"Sí! They're all staying in the hospital room tonight while they wait for him to wake up." Feliciano added.

"They're all sleeping in the same room?" Elizabeta asked. "And I'm missing it? What if something happens?"

"Oh, just go back to eating..." several people muttered.

Awhile later, after most had finished eating, Francis was talking to Antonio while Lovino was gone to the bathroom. Roma glanced over at the remains of Francis' dinner and spotted an unguarded cookie. He reached for it, but Francis quickly slapped his hand awawy.

"'Ey!" Zat's mine! Why don't you just ask Feli for a Kiss?" Francis said, glancing over at the Italian's pile of chocolate.

"What?" Roma cried, looking a bit embarrassed. "What did you say?"

Francis realized how awkward what he just said sounded and started laughing. "I said...heh... I said 'why don't you ask Feli for a Kiss?'!" he managed between laughs.

Roma glanced over at Feliciano and almost laughed himself. "Oh...you mean the chocolate."

"Oui, but you should have seen your face!" Francis laughed. "Why? Is 'e a bad kisser?"

"No, of course not. I mean, not that I would know. I'm just guessing..." the smaller blonde was clearly flustered.

"Oh, you're not fooling anyone." Elizabeta scoffed. "I know you have... the day you left."

"Can we just drop it?" Roma snapped.

"Vee~ Don't be mean to him!" Feliciano said. He handed his friend a piece of chocolate.

Roma blushed lightly, but ate the chocolate anyway.

Lovino came back to find Francis laughing his head off. "What the **** happened while I was gone?"

"Feli gave Roma a Kiss!" Francis gasped out.

"Th' ****?" Lovino shouted. "What do you mean?"

""Do you want one too, fratello?" Feliciano held out one of the chocolates.

"Oh, that's what you mean..." Lovino sighed. "No, I don't want one..."

The other Vargas just shrugged and gave the chocolate to Roma.

"Say, Feli, how can you eat that much chocolate and not be on a huge sugar high?" Antonio asked.

"I don't know...Hey! Roma, have you ever had a sugar high?" Feliciano asked, turning to look at his friend.

"...I actually don't get that much candy..." Roma said, absentmindedly playing with one of the small tinfoil wrappers.

"What? That's a crime!" Feliciano yelped. "Here, you can have-a this!" He pushed the small pile of chocolate towards him.

Francis grabbed the Italian's arm. "Wait, Feli, you don't know what you're doing. What if he gets really hyper? You could be endangering us all!"

"This is Roma we're talking about, Francis." Antonio said. "He's about as serious as Ludwig. How bad can it be?"

"Ah... I really shouldn't eat all that..." Roma muttered, but, he accepted the chocolate.

The group went back to their discussions. Until Feliks noticed that Toris' milk carton had a 'Mad-libs' type story on the back, that is.

"Hey, guys! Like, give me a sport!" He called, taking out a pen.

"Water polo!" Elizabeta shouted, saying the first thing that came to mind.

"Ok! Like, what even is water polo? Whateves... An animal!"

"Platypus!" Yong Soo called out.

"Um...what's the plural of that? Platypi...platypeople... Sure. Platypeople. A large object!"

"AVOCADO!" Antonio cried.

"Like, ok!" Feliks wrote everything down. "Ok, listen everyone! 'Amy's 'water polo' team, the Flying 'Platypeople' lost every game that season. Instead of playing with a ball, they played with an 'avocado'." He read. "Like, how do you manage that?"

"Oh, just give me back my milk." Toris sighed after a long, heated discussion on water polo and the breaking of avocadoes, which, in Antonio's opinion, is a crime.

"Like, no way! I have to baptize you with it!" Feliks tilted the open carton over Toris' head and laughed. "It's the Holy Milk from the Holy Cow on the Holy Farm in Holy Kansas!" he started cracking up and soon everyone was laughing, even Roma and Ludwig.

"Madre de Dios..." Antonio gasped. "What happened to Roma? I mean, Ludwig laughing is pretty weird too, but I've seen that happen before..."

"Ah! Who are you and what 'ave you done to Roma?" Francis cried, leaning across the table and poking Roma.

"Whaddya mean? I'm still here!" Roma chirped, smiling.

Francis gasped. "Feli, what did you do? Did you drug ze chocolate or something?"

"No, it was fine..." Feliciano answered. "Vee~ Roma's on a sugar high! What do we do?"

"Get it on video and show him later...or use it as blackmail..." Elizabeta declared, pulling out her video camera. However, when they looked back, Roma was gone.

"Vhere did he go?" Ludwig asked, looking around.

"Vee~ We lost him! He's run away! We have to find him!" Feliciano cried.

"He's just over here..." Roderich called from quite a few feet away.

Roma had sat on the ground and was now observing some ants. He freaked out when the Austrian moved and accidently stepped on one. "Noo! You stepped on it! They're gonna kill you! They're gonna eat your soul and drink your blood and eat your flesh and cut you to pieces! Why, Roderich, why?"

Roderich sighed. "Nothing's going to happen..."

But Roma had already lost interest. He had almost teleported over to a large tree. "Woah! It's huge!"

"Vee~ I kinda like him this way. I know! I'll go buy more candy!" Feliciano said. "Roma, come on! We're gonna go shopping!" he said, running up to Roma and the tree.

Roma hugged said tree. "But...I like this tree..." he muttered, pouting.

Feliciano laughed a bit. "Roma, it'll still be here when we get back!"

"How do you know? It might fall down or someone might kill it!"

"No, it'll still be here! I promise!"

Roma shook his head and stayed by the tree.

"Come on, Roma!" Feliciano grabbed the hood of Roma's jacket and tried to pull him away from the tree.

"Noo!" Roma protested as he was dragged away. "My tree!" He wailed.

Elizabeta tried not to laugh while video tapping this. Who knew Roma could be so hyper?

"Vee~ Roma, we're going to buy some candy!" Feliciano said.

Roma stopped resisting. "Candy? Let's go, Feli!" he grabbed Feliciano's hand and ran ahead.

The Italian laughed and tried to keep up with his friend and, for once, was actually having a hard time doing so.

The Hungarian bystander happened to take a picture of them with Roma smiling as he held Feliciano's hand. Sure, Roma was completely not himself right now, but in Elizabeta's mind, some things were just better out of context.

"...It's like he's drunk or something...how much chocolate did Feli give him?" Ludwig muttered after a moment.

"If he touches my brother I'm gonna ******* murder the *******..." Lovino growled under his breath.

"Lovi, I don't think you have to worry about them. Roma's a good Christian kid." Antonio said, patting Lovino on the shoulder.

The grumpy Italian just folded his arms over his chest. "Still... ******* cross-*******..."

Down at the other end of the table, Yong Soo was harassing Yao and Kiku again. And everyone between the Korean and Japanese boys had to suffer. Eventually, Heracles went over and kicked Yong Soo off the bench, shutting him up.

Feliks had gotten a hold of Toris' half-finished milk carton again. When Toris tried to steal it back, Feliks jumped up and ran. But he tripped over a root and spilled the remains of the milk all over a certain Russian.

The creepy purple aura started emanating from Ivan. "You did not mean to trip, da? Oh well..." he said calmly, implying that Feliks was about to die.

"Like, I'm sorry!" Feliks yelped.

Ivan just smiled and pulled out his pipe from Lord knows where. He rose the pipe to strike the Polish boy.

Then Toris jumped in front of Feliks, taking the blow to the chest. He dropped to one knee, wincing. "Ivan...sir...he really didn't mean to trip." He gasped out. No one was quite sure why Toris called Ivan 'sir' but it seemed to help Ivan take him more seriously.

"Like, OMG, Toris!" Feliks cried, kneeling down next to his friend. "Are you ok?"

"Geez, Ivan, you didn't have to go that far. I mean-" Raivis was having one of his rare very outspoken moments when Eduard clapped his hand over his mouth as Ivan turned their way.

"What did you say, little Raivis?" the Russian asked, pipe still in hand.

"He didn't say anything... You must be hearing things..." Eduard said, laughing nervously.

Raivis began to cry slightly. "I'm sorry..." he muttered. "Eduard, can you take your hand off my mouth now...?"

Eduard hadn't quite heard him, but shuddered and jumped back with a yelp when he felt Raivis lick his hand. "Raivis! I can't believe you just did that! That's...disgusting!"

"Oh, did I miss something 'Elizabeta's camera' worthy between you two? Ohonhonhon~" Francis asked.

Raivis and Eduard both blushed. They knew what a moment worthy of Elizabeta's camera was.

"No, of course not. I put my hand over his mouth to stop him from saying something stupid and he licked my hand." Eduard said.

"Whatever you say..." Francis muttered, not really believing him.

About an hour and a half of random conversation passed and Feliciano and Roma returned from their outing. Feliciano had one of Roma's hands clasped tightly in the hand that wasn't holding the shopping bag.

"Oh, you're finally back..." Lovino muttered, scowling at the still smiling Roma.

"Feli, vhy are you holding his hand like zat?" Ludwig asked.

"Why?" Elizabeta said to him. "Are you jealous?"

"Nein, of course not. I vas just vondering." The German shot back.

"Vee~ If I let go, he'll run away." Feliciano said. However, he accidently let go of Roma's hand as he spoke. When the Italian realized what he had done, Roma was already gone. "Wait, Roma! Come back!" Feliciano set down the bag and proceeded to chase down his strangely hyper-active friend.

"Those two are something else..." Ludwig sighed.

Elizabeta nodded. "Sometimes I wonder if Feli tells the truth when he says he only likes Roma in a friend way...oops...better not suggest anything...big scary Ludwig might get jealous again..."

"I'm not jealous!" Ludwig shouted.

The Hungarian woman just laughed and ran off, camera in hand, hoping for some photo worthy moments.

A/N: So, here's the next chapter! I promise we'll get back to our group in the hospital next time. On to some explanations.

First off, the Hershey's Kiss thing happened to my lunch group between one of my friends and then my other friend and her boyfriend. Then, at our school, there are little fill-in-the blank stories on the backs of the milk cartons. We did that exact story one time. Then, another time, one of my other friends who sometimes sits with us tried to baptize one of the above mentioned girls with her milk. I came up with the holy milk, cow, farm, and Kansas thing.

(1)How many of you have heard the Vocaloid song 'Ant Observation'? Well, Roma apparently has. I bet Kiku or Alfred showed it to him.

So, I kind of based Roma on a sugar high on how I act after eating gummies. Some of my friends will attest to this. The only problem with my sugar rushes is that they can go on for quite a while...but then I practically die.

Sorry if this chapter was kinda short... I'll try to make the next one longer.

Oh, um, I still don't own Hetalia, wish I did, gotta go help Feli catch Roma, bye! See ya'll soon!