[Fudge it all. Here's the] Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, nor the character design of Mexico…..or Jack in the Box. I don't own that either.

Yesss. It's time for chapter 4! We finally have some moments with Amelia and Eduardo, so please read on!

Sorry for the late update, I had 3 tests and 2 papers do this week. I almost died. Ugh. And this chapter is so short, but I'm already working on the next one.

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Pen Name Is Invalid: Eeee. I'm glad you love it! We're badass Mexicans. B)

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Amelia decided now was a good time to make sure she had all the things she needed. She had bag of delicious goodness, which of course had a snack for her too. He better appreciate this, it was hard to find this kind of stuff stuff in Germany. She had to have someone get it for her.

She walked up to Eduardo's room. It wasn't easy getting the room number, she had to use her womanly charms to get it from the guy working at the front desk. She laughed at how easy it was to get humans to do what she wanted, if only those charms worked on her boss.

She walked up to the door and after taking in a reassuring breath she knocked. She had to wait a few minutes before the door slowly opened.

"Yes?…." he paused and looked down at her, "Oh...it's just you." He said in a rather uninterested tone.

Amelia pouted, "Eduardo, don't be such a meanie. Now are you gonna let me in or what?"

"Do I have to let you in?" he asked. He honestly wanted to be alone at the moment, and having America as company was far from it.

"Yes! And besides, if you do I've got a special surprise for you~!" she said swinging the bag in her hand.

He looked at the bag a little weary, "What's in that?"

She grinned, "You won't know unless you let me in!" she knew his curiosity would get the best of him.

He didn't care….but… "Fine, just hurry up and get in already!" he said.

She pushed past him and dropped the bag on the desk before plopping down on his bed, "You got such a big bed for one person!"

He closed and locked the door, "Have you ever heard of manners?" He walked over and watched as she made herself comfortable on his bed.

"Have you ever heard of the phrase 'mi casa, es su casa?¹" she asked smiling up at him.

He rolled his eyes, failing to keep the smile off his face, "Whatever. Now what did you bring me?"

She sat up and crawled over to the edge of the bed, "Right!" She pulled the bag on her lap and opened it, she pulled out two tacos from Jack in the Box. "Your favorite food!" she exclaimed.

Mexico's eyebrow twitched, "What the fuck is that crap?" She couldn't possibly be calling that thing a taco.

"It's a taco, can't you tell?" she replied a little confused. This wasn't the grateful response she was expecting.

"That is not a taco." he glared at her. How dare she. "Get out."

She huffed, "Calm down. I was trying to be nice! And I didn't just come to bring you a taco, which is delicious for your information!" How dare he insult her food. This was a pretty good meal for 99 cents!

He watched her carefully, "Why did you come here?"

Amelia smiled coyly, "I'm here to help you~"

"With what?" he asked completely lost.

"With your problem." she answered smirking. She assumed he knew what she was talking about, especially after what happened earlier.

Holy shit, what was she talking about. Eduardo had to think this out a little bit. First she makes his way into his room, climbs on his bed, asks him about his 'problem'….. "Dios mio. Don't throw yourself at me!"

"What?" she asked confused. What the hell was he talking about….?

"What?" he responded rather quickly. Maybe that's not what she meant, "J-just tell me what you want."

She sighed, he was a dope, "Alright since I know you're a little stupid here goes. I think you and Spain should work out your problems, and become closer!"

What the hell…? Where was this coming from all of a sudden? Amelia was very strange...then it clicked in his mind. "Is that why the fucking bastard was suddenly trying to talk to me? Do you realize he tried putting his arm around me, if it wasn't for your brother I would've knocked that puta² on his ass!" he exploded.

He was livid, how dare she try to meddle in his life. He wanted nothing to do with Spain.

Amelia rolled her eyes at his little hissy fit. Yes, this was the problem. Mexico wasn't willing to even try to get along with Spain. "Chill dude. I wasn't tryin' to make your angry..." she finished softly, "I really just want to help."

He should've yelled at her more, hell he should've kicked her out of his room. But instead he exhaled deeply, "Amelia, I know you like helping people. But please don't bother, I want nothing to do with Spain….Besides, there's nothing that could ever fix our relationship."

She stood up, determined not to give up on them. "Don't you wanna try? I know I don't understand your guys' relationship, but nothing is unfixable. I can fix any problem!"

"Amelia, por favor³..." he started. He really didn't want to have to deal with Spain.

She knew he wanted to say no, but that's only because he was afraid to say yes. It seemed like she was forced to use a tactic she reserved for special occasions, she hated using it. "Please..." she said allowing tears to form at the corner of her eyes. Not even Germany could stand her tears.

How he hated to see woman cry, especially when he was the cause of it. "Amelia, no llores.⁴ It's not so simple..." against his better judgement he started wavering as more tears built up in her eyes, "Mierda⁵….fine..." he regretted his decision immediately.

Men were too easy. She smiled, "Really? This is so great! I'm so excited, I could hug you!"

"Don't." he replied annoyed that he had fallen for her fake tears. It wasn't the first time she used them on him.

She pouted, "Fine, fine! Now that we've settled that. We can eat, I'm so hungry." She reached into the bag from earlier and bulled out a burger. Hey, if she was going to go through all the trouble of getting him Jack in the Box tacos, she might as well get a burger!.

"You don't expect me to eat that crap, do you?" he asked looking at the two tacos as if they were road kill.

Amelia swallowed the food in her mouth, "Well yeah. But if you're gonna be ungrateful, I'll eat those too!"

He thought about being kind about it and forcing himself to eat the supposed tacos, but that'd just be disgracing the actual tacos. "No gracias. I already ate real tacos."

"Dude, do you bring your food everywhere you go? Don't you wanna try new things? I love trying new things!" she exclaimed as she finished her meal.

He sighed a little annoyed, "It doesn't matter. Are you going to tell me what you want or not?"

Amelia crumpled her trash up and tossed it into the bag. She stood up and dusted herself off, walking up to Eduardo. "Now that I've seen how you two have reacted to one another, I've decided to take a different approach! This is going to be a step-by-step process. Because of that this is gonna take a while, unfortunately, and you have to be committed!" she explained.

"Esto ya no suena bien.⁶" Eduardo muttered, not that Amelia was really paying attention.

"Now for the sake of success, I won't be telling you all the steps! Or else you'll ruin my awesomely smart plan, I just know it!" she finished

"Eso es estúpido.⁷ Why won't you just tell me?"

Amelia shook her head, "No way! Now quiet, I'm getting into the moment!" Amelia pulled out a small notebook from her jacket, she opened it and started flipping through some pages.

"What is that?" he asked curious, "Is that where you 'master' plan is written?" He mocked her enthusiasm.

She stopped at a page, "Yes. But you'll never get to see what's written in it!" She stuck her tongue out at him childishly, "Now this is gonna be a eight step program! Are you ready for this?"

He rolled his eyes, "Lay it on me." Maybe her idea wasn't that bad? This might actually work, but then again, that's what he was afraid of.

"Step one..." she paused for added affect, ignoring his annoyed glare, "you go up to Spain..."

"Can you just say it already?" he knew she was trying to be dramatic and suspenseful, but she was just being cute. Wait no, annoying.

"Alright, alright. You go up to Spain and say 'hi'!" she said nodding her head. She was a genius.

Eduardo watched her, that couldn't possibly be it. She had to have more, but she just held his gaze waiting. "This...is your big plan? How the hell is that going to help anything?" he finally responded.

She huffed, "Hey, stay positive! I know it don't sound like much, but we have to start somewhere. You and Antonio have, like, the worst relationship. You can't expect to have that father-son relationship you've always dreamed of in one day!"

"He is not my father. How many times do I have to tell you that!" he said trying to contain his frustration. That man was the furthest thing from a father figure, the bastard.

Amelia walked past him and sat back down on the bed, he made such a big deal about the father thing. "Blah blah blah, not your father. Got it. Calm your tits." she replied.

"Did you just say….you know what forget it, I'm not even going to question you're strange sayings. What exactly do I do? Just go up and say hi and that's it?" he muttered, "Sounds easy enough."

She shook her head, "Not just that. You need to walk up to him, it doesn't matter if he's alone or not, say something like, 'Hi, how are you doing?', and maybe talk for a minute and that's it. Nothing more!"

He looked at her slightly confused, "And what are we supposed to talk about?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "It doesn't really matter! The point is you start talking to him about simple stuff, after that we have to wait until the next day for step two." She laid down on the bed and pulled out her cell looking through her messages, "That reminds me, we won't be doing more than one step a day. Just don't question me, 'kay? I know what I'm doing."

He glanced at her annoyed, look at her acting as if she owned the place. "So am are we doing this now, if not, get out." he just wanted her to leave already, this was too much to think.

Amelia was sending Arthur a message, he wanted her to go to dinner with him. She sat up and stuck her tongue out at Eduardo, "Geez, you're not hospitable at all! But let's do this tomorrow, I'm going out for dinner!"

"Dinner? Didn't you just eat a burger and two of those impostor tacos?" he asked. This girl sure ate a lot, he didn't understand how she was so fit.

She nodded, "Yeah, but England's taking me out!" she hopped off the bed and headed for the door obviously not interested in their conversation anymore.

It annoyed him how easily she would get bored. She was basically ditching him for Arthur, "Yeah whatever."

She turned, "Oh right, text me if ya need anything!" She waved her phone.

"All I have is your house number." he replied. They didn't talk often, sharing personal cell phone numbers wasn't something that was commonly done between countries.

She laughed, "Right, I totally forgot." She ran back to the desk, and scribbled her number on the complimentary notepad he'd gotten from the hotel. "If you have an emergency or an idea, I'll get back to you…eventually."

She walked back to the door and waved to him as she walked out, closing the door behind her. She checked her phone, she was already supposed to meet England in the lobby. But he figured she could go to her room and change real quick.

"Mon petit, what are you doing?" France said coming round the corner. He had secretly been watching Amelia, he was curious as to what she was up to.

"France? What are you doing here?" she asked walking past him towards the elevator. She was pretty sure that he wasn't staying on this floor.

He followed closely behind her, "I was just visiting Seychelles,.." he quickly lied, "I was just coming around the corner and I noticed you just came out of….Mexico's room.."

She pressed the button to call the elevator, she prayed it got there soon. "Oh yeah, we just had something to talk about." she droned.

Francis stood alongside her waiting for the elevator, something was definitely going on. "Is that so, you have what you call 'bed head'." he added.

She ran her fingers through her hair trying to smooth it out, "Oh is it? Must of messed up when I took a nap earlier!" She decided she'd play clueless, she hoped Francis would buy it. The elevator arrived and she walked in, she held the door open for him, "Going up?"

He stayed in place, "Does Arthur know about you nap?"

The smile fell from her face she didn't like what he was insinuating but chose to ignore his question, "No, it seems you're going down. Later."

They watched each other as the elevator doors closed.

Francis sighed, and pressed the button. He knew Arthur cared deeply for her, whether he was willing to admit it or not. She wasn't going to let her trample over his friend's heart.

Translations:

1. Mi casa, es su casa. - My house is your house (or something like that)

2. Puta - whore or bitch

3. Por favor - please

4. Amelia, no llores. - Amelia, don't cry.

5. Mierda - shit

6. Esto ya no suena bien. - This already doesn't sound good.

7. Eso es estúpido. - That's stupid.

France thinks something more is going on between America and Mexico, this seems like it's going to have a lot more drama than I originally thought. He.

Heh. I'm such a weenie. A while ago my friend introduced me to the idea of going to Jack in the Box, buying a taco, a big cheeseburger, and secret sauce (that's what it's called, it comes in a small packet. Ask for it next time.) and putting the taco in the burger and putting secret sauce. It's called the Taco Burger. And from now on, this pairing and that burger will be forever linked together./hurr

It should pretty funny with Mexico trying to improve his relationship with Spain, and I'll do my best to incorporate fluff along the way. :3 I have soooo many notes now, that I don't know what part should go first. So I'm trying to organize it all as a write, but I like how it's going so far!

Comments are always loved and welcome!

Thanks for reading!