I don't own Repo The Genetic Opera or any of its characters.

Sailor: thanks for the review. I'm glad you agreed on the getting back to Luigi/Shilo for a little bit. Exactly, thank you, i was a little worried that i was gonna get heckled for not having them actually have full on sex. Also very relieved that you're on board with all of the Pavi stuff...i understand that it's a lot to take in, some of those changes...whenever you get to a chapter is when you get to it, its cool. thanks for the support, i look forward to your next review.

Holly: thanks for your review. It's alright if it's short, i've got a long review writer. the futureGentern on twitter isn't in my story, but raven is, obviously. thanks for the support. I look forward to your next review.

Erin: thanks for the review. dont' feel like a terrible human, shit happens. aww..we'll meet someday. yes, as Luigi would reply "Lucky fucking you", hangovers blow. I've even said that, never stuck by it though, of course. mauhahahaha! I made the monster blush. ha! I couldn't have said it better. He's not as smart as Luigi but he's not a blustering moron either. It makes me so happy when you express how happy you get about how I write Pavi. thats okay, cause that rambling about what makes you smile made me smile, thank you. Yeah, suttle changes will happen, but Luigi will never be a fucking sweetheart and Shilo won't ever be some sort of edgy slut. That shit bugs me too. I'm very honoured to hear that this is your favourite Luigi/Shilo story. I understand the hesitation to accept this Pavi change, but it makes me very happy to hear that you're on board anyway. Luigi makes me laugh too, and he'll never know just how funny he is, either. He's an argumentative person, that's just how he is. And as selfish as this sounds, i'm happy i caused that response with the arguement cause that means you're attached to the characters and that this story feels real to you, that makes me very happy. Yes, they finally did something, Luigi was going to explode if they didnt, i think you could sense that. and i'm not tellin you what she's been watching. but let's be honest, she's a teenager who's spent her whole life locked in a room with just a tv for entertainment...what do you think is gonna happen? Good to hear about the announcment of feelings for each other, i was a bit worried about that too. Obviously i'm over the writer's block now, woohoo! thanks again, i look forward to your next review. By the way, i really look forward to you checking out my Giles storys that i'm starting too.

Note: HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY! to all americans at least.

GeneCo: Sustaining the Genetic Opera

Chapter: Dinner

Shilo woke up to hearing distant whistling and looked around. On the tv, the movie was almost over, that meant she hadn't slept long. Maybe an hour or two at most. Her mind finally clicked that whistling had woken her up and she deduced that it was in the hallway.

Then, noticing that she was remarkably more relaxed than when she usually woke up, she turned her attention to the cause. His whole demeanor was calm and just as relaxed as her, his breathing slow and steady, the ticker in his chest just as settled, and his face seemed completely at peace. No snarl, no glare, no condescendance, just peaceful.

He looks cute. She thought, then couldn't refrain a giggle at what expression would be on his face if she ever called him that. She felt guilty for the laughter when he slightly moved, almost waking up. He didn't though, making her relieved as she lay her head back on his chest.

Glancing at the clock, she realised that it wasn't late at all. It was early evening, barely six. She couldn't fall back asleep but was perfectly comfortable just laying there.

Luigi felt whoever was laying with him get up and slowly started to pull himself out of sleep. Once she lay back down, he was waking up enough to ease open his eyes. He sighed and looked down.

She felt him wake up and turned her head up to look at him.

"Hi." she whispered. He actually smiled in reply, briefly wondering if he'd ever woken up and managed to smile that quickly.

"What time is it?" he muttered.

"About six."

"Really?"

"We only slept for like maybe two hours." she replied.

"Oh, I thought you meant six in the morning." he replied, chuckling.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't really care."

"I was thinking that maybe we could all have dinner together. Like, everyone." suggested Shilo.

"Everyone? Meaning me, Pavi, and Amber in the same room at once?"

"And Owen and me."

"No, no, no, you miss my point. Me and my siblings in the same room together at the same time?"

"Yes, Luigi, that's what dinner all together means." she replied, sighing.

"Hm, so you want World War 4 to break out over dinner?"

"I'm sure you guys can manage to be civil to each other for an hour."

"We can't be civil to each other for five minutes."

"And that won't change until you all make an effort." she pointed out. He sighed.

"Alright, alright. We'll try. Or at least I will, I can't make any promises for them."

"Good enough." she said, moving to get up. He grabbed her and pulled her back to him until she was nearly right on top of him. Moving one hand to the back of her neck, he pressed his lips to hers. She pressed back eagerly, actually squealing through the kiss when he suddenly rolled them over.

He chuckled, breaking the kiss, and moving his lips to her neck. She ran her hand through his hair, then tapped his shoulder.

"Dinner." she reminded him.

"That's the idea." he muttered against her neck. She almost gave in right there but her brain clicked back on and she smacked his back.

"Yield, wolfman." she protested. He sighed and pulled back.

"One of these days, I'm just gonna fucking bite you for calling me that." he said, looking down at her. She laughed and watched him get up and walk over to his closet, slowly getting up herself.

He pulled out a suit, then pulled on the pants. She was just watching him with her arms crossed.

"What?" he asked, looking at her.

"For one, I need to go to my room to get dressed."

"No you don't, Lisa brought at least half of your shit in here. It's in that closet." he said, pointing at a shut closet. He returned to getting dressed, slipping a crisp dress shirt on. He almost sighed aloud, he loved that feeling of pulling on a clean, crisp shirt. Only when he realised that she hadn't moved did he turn to her.

"What?" he asked, slower this time.

"I don't remember asking for my things brought in here."

"So it's a pleasant surprise." he said, raising his eyebrows. She sighed, shook her head at him, and walked over to the closet.

"Okay, wow, none of this is mine." she said.

"Yes it is, it's just new shit."

"Where's my old stuff?"

"In there, somewhere. You're welcome, by the way." he said, tucking his shirt into his pants. Before she could answer, Lisa walked in.

"Nice knock." said Luigi, Shilo chuckled when she saw Lisa roll her eyes.

"I was just coming to pick up the certain mess left by pizza, and see if either of you needed anything else." said Lisa.

"Leave the pizza mess for now. I guess we're going to have a family dinner. Let Amber, Pavi, and Owen know. Oh, and Pavi's girlfr-..ha, fiance." he replied, having to stop and actually correct himself.

Lisa had been cleaning up the mess anyway and dropped the pizza box at Luigi's statement, Shilo even froze in total shock.

"His what?" exclaimed Lisa, completely astounded. Luigi laughed at her.

"Yep, her name's Erin. She's obviously invited too." he replied.

"Um, okay. Should I tell Amber to invite a guest as well?"

"No." replied Luigi.

"Yes." said Shilo at the same time. Luigi glared at her.

"It's only fair." protested Shilo. He sighed, shook his head, and put his hands in his pockets.

"Fine, she can have a guest too. But I decided who her guest is, go ahead and invite my new fighter for that placement." he said, not yet knowing the irony in this. Shilo shook her head and grabbed a dress, walking past Luigi and Lisa to go get dressed in the bathroom.

"Okay, and Owen?" she asked.

"Well, duh." was the reply. She shook her head at him and walked out to go invite everyone.

Xxxxxx

Pavi walked into the lobby of the GeneCo building, stopping when a particular woman caught his eye. She had shown up earlier than he'd thought she would. She was looking around as she sat on one of the couches in the lobby.

He stared at her for a few moments then approached. When she saw him, her face lit up with a smile and she stood.

"Who knew I'd see you here." she said, he smiled and barely suppressed the urge to kiss her, knowing how she felt about the stolen face.

"I just-a spoke to-a a surGEN." he said.

"How'd it go?"

"I'm supposed to-a have my-a surgery tonight."

"Well that's good." she replied, grabbing his hand. Before he could speak again, a GenTern approached them.

" , your brother has decided everyone will have dinner together in a few minutes. He wants you to bring Erin." said the woman, with apparent distaste and jealousy. Erin saw this and just smiled. Pavi turned to Erin.

"If you-a want to-a go, we can." he said.

"We probably should, don't want Luigi to go on a rampage." she replied, he laughed.

"We'll-a be there." he said to the GenTern. She walked away without another word.

"You nervous?" asked Erin, letting him lead her to wherever they were going to eat.

"No, I've-a eaten with-a my family-a before. You might-a want to-a be a little-a nervous though."

"That's not what I meant, but okay. I meant, are you nervous about the surgery?" she asked, squeezing his hand.

"A little-a bit. The-a only other-a person who-a knows I'm-a getting it done is-a Luigi."

"Should we not bring it up at dinner?"

"If-a someone else-a does, I'll talk-a about it. I'd rather-a not mention-a it though." he said.

Xxxxxx

Owen was sitting at the bar with Raven, making her try different types of liquer for his and the barkeep's entertainment.

"Oh my god, really?" she blurted out when he set another shot in front of her, downing his own. He laughed.

"Don't be a pussy, now drink up." he said. Before she could "drink up" or say anything else, the barkeep answered the ringing phone behind him and turned to them.

"Sir, you've been invited to dinner." he said.

"Huh?" asked Owen.

"Your father requests that the entire family get together for dinner. You may bring a guest if you like." answered the barkeep.

"Thank ya, Lloyd." said Owen in a mock Jack Nicholson voice, making the barkeep laugh.

"So I don't have to drink this, right?" asked Raven.

"No, you have to drink it. Right now." replied Owen, pushing it in her face. She glared at him then took it and downed it, making a disgusted face afterwards that made him laugh.

"Happy?" she asked.

"Very. Now come along." he said, getting up and grabbing her arm to drag her with him.

"Where are we going now?" she asked.

"Dinner, duh."

"I work for you, I'm not family." she said, wobbling a bit and not noticing her own slurring.

"I was told to bring a guest, you're my choice." he said, seeing how intoxicated she was and pulling her closer to him as they walked. He laughed, confusin her.

"This will be so much fun." he muttered.

Xxxxxx

Sick Boy was dressed and tying his boots when someone knocked on the door, he briefly glanced at the bathroom where Amber was in the shower before going to the door. Opening it, he saw a GenTern.

"Oh fuck." said Lisa, shaking her head, knowing that this won't go down well.

"Can I help ya?" asked Sick Boy.

"Amber needs to get to dinner soon. It's a family dinner. Luigi wants you to be her guest, I suggest you keep this situation to yourself." said Lisa before walking away, shaking her head.

"This fucking family is gonna be the death of me." she muttered to herself.

Sick Boy stood there for a moment, then shut the door. Walking over to the bathroom, he heard the water turn off. He went in, running his eyes up and down Amber as she was in just a towel. She looked at him.

"What?" she snapped.

"Number one: fuck you. Number two: apparently we're having dinner. Your brother's orders. I'm supposed to be your guest." he explained, his voice harsh as his temper snapped. She sighed in annoyance.

"Fuck me, fine. Get out and go find something better to fucking wear." she snarled at him.

"Fuck you, I look good like this." he said, slamming her bathroom door.

Xxxxxx

Eventually, everyone was seated at the dinner table that hadn't been used in years. Luigi, Pavi, and Amber all shared the same memory of the last time they'd eaten in here together, giving each other and Shilo a brief glance. It had been a long time ago, when Marni was still with Rotti.

Rotti had invited Nathan to dinner to intimidate him, although Amber was the only one that believed his lie of inviting him as a friend. That was because she was a child at the time. To say the least, dinner was a complete and utter disaster. Not just because Luigi had broken a plate over Pavi's head then tried to stab him with the pieces of it, either.

Now, that distant memory almost felt like it hadn't even happened. Everyone took their seats, enjoying their drinks. Everyone was just sitting there in silence, kinda judging each other. Until Raven started laughing, that is.

Owen looked at her and also lost his shit, laughing almost hsyterically. Everyone turned their attention to them, some trying to not laugh at them others looking at them as if they were lunatics.

"Owen, did you get her drunk?" asked Luigi. Owen nodded then started laughing harder.

"Pavi...your family is insane." whispered Erin. He leaned towards her.

"We've not-a even-a started yet." he whispered in reply. She gave him a wide eyed look then picked up her wine, drinking quite a bit more than was appropriate.

"Fantastic. Anyone else drunk or drugged?" asked Luigi, his gaze stopping at Amber. She gave him a glare that could only be a Largo glare.

"Fuck off." she snarled. He smirked at her, knowing it would piss her off more, he was right.

"Be-a nice, Amber." said Pavi, she turned her glare on him.

"Pavi, she can't, she has a rash." stated Luigi, making Shilo and Erin start coughing as they choked on their drinks.

"If I do, I'm sure I got it from you." snarled Amber, glaring back at Luigi. Sick Boy leaned back in his chair, watching all of this in total entertainment. Owen and Raven stopped laughing finally and Raven started spreading butter on a roll to get something other than alcohol on her stomach.

"How's, everyone's day been?" asked Owen, trying to prevent the inevitable vicious battle that was about to ensue.

"I've had a good day, how about you?" asked Erin, turning her attention to Owen who was sitting at her right.

"Oh I'm a lazy ass, I always have a good day." replied Owen. Erin laughed.

"You're Owen, right?"

"Yep."

"I'm Erin." she said, briefly shaking his hand. On the other sides of the table, everyone was finally having their own conversations. Amber and Sick Boy were in a hushed battle of insults, Raven was drunkenly chatting with Shilo, making her laugh. Pavi and Luigi, on the other hand, were just treating each other the way they always have.

"Stop it." Luigi snarled at Pavi.

"Cosa?" asked Pavi in mock innocence.

"Don't fucking pretend you didn't just do that."

"I don't-a know what-a you're talking about-a, fratello."

"Really? Well, do it again and my steak knife will be lodged into your fucking hand."

"You wouldn't-a do such-a a thing."

"Try me, bitch." threatened Luigi, picking up his steak knife. Shilo saw this out of the corner of her eye and set her hand on top of Luigi's other hand. He turned to her but she wasn't looking at him. Pavi saw this exchange and thought he was clever by smirking, which of course, didn't work out for him.

Luigi smiled back, set down his knife, picked up his spoon and whipped it at Pavi. It hit Pavi square in the forhead and he groaned, dropping his head into his hands. Everyone looked at them.

"He asked for it." said Luigi, shrugging.

"Well, wasn't that mature." said Erin, defensively.

"He fucking started it, don't get lippy with me." snarled Luigi. Shilo squeezed his hand and he turned to her, she raised her eyebrows. He shrugged again and turned to his food. Pavi kicked Luigi in the leg as hard as he could under the table for talking to Erin like that more than for the spoon incident.

Luigi grunted in pain, grabbing his leg then turned his scariest glare on Pavi. Everyone froze, just watching this now. Pavi, foolishly, didn't back off.

After waiting only a second, Luigi practically pounced from his chair at Pavi, slamming his brother to the floor. Everyone jumped up.

"Hey, help?" asked Owen, looking at Sick Boy. The Englishman nodded and quickly made his way around the table. Owen shook went to Luigi, grabbing his father by the shoulders and starting to pry him off of Pavi, who was getting strangled. Sick Boy went around them, grabbing the top of Pavi's jacket and sliding him away from Luigi.

Owen didn't let go of his father just yet, praying the man wasn't going to beat the shit out of him for this.

"Calm down." pleaded Owen. Luigi stopped struggling, breathing heavily and stood still.

"Alright! I'm fucking cool." snapped Luigi.

"You sure?" asked Owen, Luigi turned and glared at him. Owen immediately let go and backed off, Luigi straightening out his shirt.

Sick Boy literally picked Pavi up and got the man steady on his feet, patting his back once.

"Alright?" he asked. Pavi gently rubbed his throat, sighing and nodded.

"Maybe you two should switch seats with us." suggested Erin, looking from Raven to Owen. They nodded and everyone slowly made their ways back to their seats. Luigi sat down last, giving Pavi the evil eye.

"Well, that was eventful." said Shilo.

"Fucking idiots." said Amber, shaking her head. That comment earned her a glare from both of her brothers, who she just smirked at in reply.

"Good steak." said Owen, taking another bite.

"It is." agreed Sick Boy, taking the last bite of his.

"Anyone know what they want for dessert?" asked Shilo, continuing this conversation.

"Scotch and a fucking crossbow." said Luigi, still glaring at Pavi. A slight tense silence followed that as the brothers continued to glare at each other.

"So, what's your real name? Just your first name. Can't actually be Sick, can it?" asked Owen, looking at the fighter.

"Nah, ha, it's not. That's just the name I adopted as a fighter and I've just stuck by it. My first name is Luke. That's all you're gettin outta me, though." replied Sick Boy, then he ordered alcohol for his dessert.

"Secrets, secrets, secrets." replied Owen, sighing and shaking his head as he ordered ice cream.

"Everyone has secrets, Owen." said Amber, drinking more wine.

"Not you. Media caught all yours." said Luigi, finally done glaring.

"Yours too, fuckwad. Regardless, everyone of us here still has our own secrets." answered Amber.

"Holy shit, was that actual intelligence from you?" asked Luigi, she took a leaf out of his book and threw her fork at him. It missed by a mile, he didn't even have to move.

"Go to hell." she said.

"I'll meet you there, maybe you'll have better aim by then." he replied. Everyone's attention turned to Pavi as he got up.

"Where the fuck are you goin?" asked Luigi.

"Yeah, you didn't even eat." said Amber.

"I'm not-a allowed. I'll-a see you-a all tomorrow." he said.

"He's fucking doin it tonight?" asked Luigi, looking interested rather than pissed off now.

"Si."

"Who's bringing you up afterwards?" asked Luigi, Pavi shrugged. Everyone else looked completely confused.

"I need to-a go, though." said Pavi, leaving. Everyone turned their attention to Luigi for answers.

"What was that all about?" asked Owen. Luigi sighed, then proceeded to explain it to the very interested and surprised group.

*(okay...i hope that chapter didn't seem too out of place or anything like that...the next one will probably be all about Pavi's surgery and his recovery and whatnot...

leave me a review please...

i hoped you laughed reading it as much as i did writing it.)*