Big Spaaaace~

I have learned a valuable life lesson - (Never say you'll have more time to write.)

You'll jinx yourself! o.o

'Thoughts' "Speech"

~(TS)~ = Time Skip

-(SC)- = Scene Change

Warnings for - Impulsive Shoppers, Mystery Milk, and the Captivating Curl~

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First Name Basis!

"Oh man, I missed you jacket!" Alfred gushed as he wrapped his arms around himself, giving himself and his iconic brown bomber jacket a hug. It had been almost 4 whole months since he had worn his favorite jacket, due entirely to the fact that he had stashed it at his brother's house so his clothes phobic alien friend couldn't destroy it.

"Wow~ You look like America again!" Feliciano exclaimed happily as he stood beside Alfred.

"You say that like it's a good thing." Lovino grouched as he opened the door to the passenger's side and got in, claiming the front seat.

"Lame, dude. You didn't even say shotgun." Alfred complained, ignoring the actual comment.

"Shotgun." Lovino replied simply then slammed the door. That earned him a sound of indignation from the American.

Feliciano silently laughed at that. His brother definitely knew how to rub people the wrong way. Even so, America never seemed to get genuinely upset about it. Maybe that's why he liked him so much. He was fun to be around and tough to rile, quite the opposite of Germany, who was stiff and easy to anger.

Feliciano looked down and sighed dejectedly. Ludwig was still mad at him, and it was over something so trivial. Ok, maybe not trivial to him. But still, it had been over a month and the German was still angry. Wasn't it about time for him to just forgive and forget?

Feliciano was brought back from his gloomy thoughts when he felt someone nudge him gently with their elbow. He looked up and was greeted by a reassuring smile from Alfred.

"Smile, Feli. It's weird seeing you so down." Alfred urged. He felt slightly perplexed when he caught sight of Feliciano's uncharacteristically depressed expression. He was usually so happy and carefree. So seeing him look sad was very unfamiliar to the teen.

"Did you want the front seat too?" Alfred asked as he eyed the grumpy Italian sitting in the passenger's seat. "If you want, I bet we can take him." He said, taking on a determined tone.

Feliciano's lips twitched upward before forming a goofy smile at the American's words. "Let's just takeh the backseat." He suggested with a laugh as he took hold of Alfred's hand and opened the car door.

"Alright.." Alfred relented with a small frown as he allowed himself to be pulled into the backseat with Feliciano.

Lovino glared as he watched them through the side view mirror. 'Why does Feli have to act so damn friendly with that idiota…' He silently grumbled. Lovino was beginning to wonder if he had been wrong in thinking that Alfred wasn't quite as bad as watching his brother with Ludwig. At least with the German, his twin's overly affectionate mannerisms were, for the most part, ignored or shrugged off as a mild annoyance. However, the American seemed completely unfazed by his actions, which seemed to only encourage Feliciano to be even more friendly towards him. 'I don't like it.'

As soon as Alfred got done fighting with his seatbelt, the driver's side door opened and Matthew looked in. The Canadian quirked an eyebrow at his twin, no doubt wondering why he was back there. He then shrugged it off and smiled.

"Al," Matthew started as he leaned into the car. "take Mr. Kumamocha." He said as he handed his Polar Bear Companion back to his brother for safe keeping.

"Sure thing, bro." Alfred smiled as he accepted the small bear from Matthew. Kumajiro looked around the crowded backseat with displeasure as he was set between his owner's doppelganger and one of the newcomers who smelled of garlic.

"Hey, Alfred." Feliciano said, getting the other's attention.

"Hm?" Alfred responded and looked over to him.

"My seatbelt's stuck." Feliciano informed with a hint of frustration as he fought with the strap. It only wanted to come down halfway and then it stopped. Alfred smirked, he had just had that same problem with his belt. Personally, he would have rather not bothered with the seatbelts at all, but he knew Matthew wouldn't even start the engine until everyone was properly buckled in; it reminded him a bit of Arthur.

"I'll get it for you, Feli." Alfred said as he unbuckled his own seatbelt then leaned over to assist his friend. Kumajiro growled in annoyance as he was squished between the two, whereas Feliciano got a face full of jacket while Alfred tugged at the belt, trying to free it.

"There, got it." Alfred said triumphantly as he pulled the seatbelt across Feliciano and buckled him in. He then sat back and redid his own seatbelt.

"Grazie." Feliciano replied appreciatively as he readjusted the strap so that it wasn't so tight.

"No prob." Alfred nodded with a smile, he then redirected his attention to his brother's polar bear. "Your's too, Bear Dude."

"Noo." Kumajiro whined as he was buckled in as well, much to his chagrin. He always had to wear a seatbelt but he was hoping his favorite person's doppelganger would overlook it this time. He was mistaken. The small bear crossed his furry arms and huffed, going directly into pout mode.

Matthew looked back at Kumajiro then rolled his eyes as he smirked lightly at the expected reaction. Sometimes he wasn't quite sure who was more childish, his twin or his polar bear companion; it was really a toss up at times. Either way, he still loved them both dearly. A soft smile graced his lips as he started the car then pulled out of the driveway.

"Vee~ You smell really sweet, Alfred." Feliciano said as he turned in his seat to face the American.

"I do?" Alfred asked as he lifted his eyebrows slightly. He then raised his arm to his face and smelled himself curiously. "Oh," He smiled. "It's not me, it's just my jacket. It smells like maple." He informed with a laugh. Matthew stayed quiet as he listened in on their conversation.

"Why the hell does your jacket smell like maple?" Lovino asked after he was done subtly glaring at them through the mirror.

Alfred shrugged. "Because it's been with Mattie for a few months." He replied simply. "And Mattie always smells like maple for some reason." Alfred added with a smile. A light blush tinted Matthew's cheeks after hearing that.

"Vee~ You must be really close to Matteo to know something like that." Feliciano smiled happily. "Lovi always smells like garlic and tomato's and-"

"Shut up!" Lovino snapped. That only earned him a lopsided grin from his brother. The southern Italian rolled his eyes then looked back at Alfred. "That still doesn't explain why your jacket smells like maple." He argued then flicked his eyes over to the Canadian driver. "What, did you sleep with it or something?"

"Dude, after this month, we'll all smell like maple." Alfred shrugged again with a soft chuckle. "It's only a matter of time."

Lovino may have bought that excuse if he hadn't of witnessed the bright blush that spread across Matthew's face at his previous comment. 'Did he actually sleep with it?' He wondered as he gave the teen a subtle but discerning look. 'I wonder… Is this guy attracted to his own brother?' Lovino found the possibility surprising, though he couldn't bring himself to feel disgusted by it for some reason. He let his eyes travel back to Alfred for a moment before they were naturally drawn to Feliciano. He narrowed his green eyes at him and frowned before looking away and out the window instead. 'Whatever...'

~(TS)~

"Put it back, Mr. KumaCocoaPuffs, you already have your cookies." Matthew said as he looked down at his polar bear and frowned disapprovingly. Kumajiro looked up at his owner and glowered at him as he put the box back on the shelf. He was really regretting not going with his owner's obnoxious other half when he had had the chance. Now he was stuck in the 'no snack' zone. Kumajiro huffed and crossed his arms unhappily as he sat in the basket of the shopping cart.

Alfred had been scolded a little while ago for sneaking extra things into the shopping cart as well. After the third offence, Matthew had finally torn the grocery list in half and handed his brother one of the halves in an attempt to get him to focus on the actual items they were looking for. He really should have known better, because in doing so, the simple shopping trip had been upgraded into a scavenger hunt/race. Now their happy little shopping family had been reduced to two and a bear. Alfred had left them to go get a shopping cart of his own and Feliciano had rushed after him to join his "team."

"How the hell did he turn this into a competition?" Lovino asked incredulously as he followed Matthew down one of the aisles.

Matthew quietly laughed as he reached for a blue box on one of the lower shelves. "Alfie can make a game out of just about anything…" He replied as he put the box into the cart. "I just hope he actually gets what's on the list this time."

Lovino didn't reply to that as he watched the taller nation in silence. He knew it wasn't any of his business and he already tried to convince himself that he didn't really care, but… he just couldn't shake his curiosity.

"Hey, …Canada?" Lovino asked, feeling slightly awkward. He wasn't sure if using his human name was acceptable. After all, he didn't really know him that well and he wasn't sure how he'd react. Lovino silently cursed himself for being so shy when it came to stupid things like this. He secretly envied his brother for being so naturally friendly and easily social around others, regardless if he knew them or not.

Matthew turned to look at Lovino with slight confusion written on his face. He then gave the southern Italian a small smile. "You can call me Matthew, or Matteo. Whichever you prefer." He then brushed a hand through his hair and gave a quiet laugh. "Or you can just call me Matt, there really isn't a reason to be so formal. After all, you two are going to be staying with me for awhile." He offered politely.

Lovino blinked then stared at the Canadian in surprise. He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed it before. When Matthew had brushed his hair back and away from his face, he looked identical to Alfred. They were twins! How had he not known this? Lovino slowly frowned as the revelation set in. In his defense, he might not have noticed simply because he almost never noticed Canada in the first place, only because America was so loud and at the center of attention. Still, he felt as if he should have been aware of this. He was a twin himself after all, shouldn't it have been obvious?

Matthew tilted his head and frowned slightly at the strange look on Lovino's face. 'Did I say something wrong…?' He silently began to fret.

"Y-you don't have to though, I-it's fine." Matthew stuttered awkwardly.

Lovino blinked again before shaking himself out of his thoughts. "Grazie, Matteo." He finally replied, ignoring the other's last comment. "You can call me Lovino." He offered in return.

Matthew nodded his head at that and gave him another small smile. "Alright." He accepted. The southern Italian nodded as well before looking away and putting his hands into his pockets. He then continued on ahead of the Canadian without another word. Matthew watched him for a moment before following, a small frown had formed on his lips at Lovino's strange attitude.

"H-hey, …Lovino?" Matthew asked hesitantly.

"What is it?" Lovino replied without turning around.

"Didn't you want to say something before?" Matthew asked, remembering how this conversation had initially started.

"Forget it." Lovino said, dropping the conversation entirely.

"Uh, ..ok…" Matthew said quietly. He wasn't quite sure how to deal with Lovino. He was almost the exact opposite of Feliciano, who was extremely easy to get along with. The southern Italian however, seemed to have a chip on his shoulder about something, though Matthew knew not what.

"I wonder how Al and Feliciano are doing." Matthew wondered aloud quietly to his polar bear companion. Kumajiro, who had just been in the process of reaching for a brightly colored cookie box from the nearby shelf, looked up to his owner guiltily then sat back and crossed his arms again with a loud sigh. Matthew gave his small bear a sympathetic smile before reaching over and taking the cookie box from the shelf. He then handed it to Kumajiro. The polar bear looked up at the box, astonished, as he accepted the gift.

"Just don't eat them all at once, eh?" Matthew said as he gave Kumajiro a kind smile.

-(SC)-

'Why is the milk so hard to find…' Feliciano wondered as he pushed the cart through the dairy aisle. They had gotten just about everything on the list, save for a few items. Feliciano had been tasked with finding the milk and cheese, while Alfred left to go find the remaining items a few aisles down. The Italian's job however, was proving more difficult than he had expected. He had already acquired the cheese but the milk was nowhere to be seen.

'Maybe I should just ask someone…' Feliciano thought as he looked around for someone who might be able to help. He spotted a young bespectacled lady at the end of the dairy aisle handing out free cheese samples to the passing customers. She was a little bit shorter than Feliciano with long honey blonde hair pulled forward over her shoulders into two loose pony tails.

"I wonder if she can help me." Feliciano said aloud with a smile.

"Mi Scusi, miss?" Feliciano started as he put a hand on her shoulder, getting the girl's attention. He had accidentally come from behind while her back was turned. The girl jumped, obviously startled. The tray of cheese almost slipping from her hands.

"Je suis desole!" She apologized quickly in French as she turned around to face Feliciano, her face turning pink with embarrassment. "I d-didn't see you there." She explained with a light French accent.

Feliciano blinked at the reaction he had gotten before smiling apologetically. "I'm sorry, I ah didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to know if you could help me find the milk."

"Milk…?" She asked softly as she watched him closely with her deep blue eyes. She had noticed his accent right away and was now trying to figure out where he was from.

"Si, I can't seem to find any." Feliciano admitted with a laugh as he gestured animatedly to the aisle behind him.

The girl nodded and gave him a soft smile in understanding. "You must not be from around here." She said quietly. "I'll show you where it is." She then gestured for him to follow her.

Feliciano nodded and gave her a grateful smile. "Grazie~"

"Here." The girl said as she picked up a bag. She then handed it to Feliciano. He hesitated for a moment then accepted it.

"Ah! No wonder I couldn't find it!" He said as he held the bag up and looked at in awe. The girl put a hand to her mouth as she laughed quietly at his excitement. He was definitely a foreigner.

"Um, If you don't mind me asking… Where are you from?" The girl asked. She really hoped she wasn't going to offend him with that question, but she was genuinely curious.

After putting the bag of milk into the shopping cart, Feliciano turned back to the girl and smiled. "I'ma from Italia~" He informed.

"Really?" The girl asked with interest. "What is it like there…?"

"You really want to know?" Feliciano asked, flattered. The girl gave him a small smile and nodded. "Well, let's see." He said as he began describing his country to her.

3 minutes into Feliciano's animated explanation, the girl's attention started to wander. She first looked at his clothes; they appeared normal for a person his age. She then looked at his face again. He was a tiny bit more tan than she was, with hazel eyes and a really cute face. Her deep blue eyes traveled up to his hair, it was a pleasant shade of brunette and seemed to frame his face nicely. Her gaze was then drawn to the right, where she spotted an odd curl that appeared very out of place. She couldn't help herself as she continued to stare at it in wonder.

Feliciano was now describing places in Germany for some reason. He had somehow gotten off topic, though his audience hadn't really noticed as she slowly bit down on her bottom lip. She was fully focused on that odd hair on the side of his head, it was curled so perfectly. Against her better judgment she carefully moved the cheese tray to her left hand then reached out with her right.

A soft tug on his curl shut Feliciano up almost instantly as a blush appeared on his face. "V-veeh!" He gasped dramatically and leaned back and out of reach of the curious fingers.

"Mon Dieu! Ju suis desole!" The girl cried as she leaned back as well, the plate of cheese falling from her hand in her surprise. She flinched as she waited for the crash.

"Ooo, cheese!" Came a happy voice from close by. She timidly turned around to find a taller man with wheat blonde hair standing behind her, holding the tray of cheese that she thought she had lost. He beamed as he popped a cube of mozzarella into his mouth before generously handing the tray back to her. "Here, I think you dropped this." He said before swallowing.

"Merci.." The girl replied as she stared up at him with a brand new blush on her face. This one was obviously American. There was no mistaking that. He wore glasses just like she did, but behind those wire frames, beautiful blue eyes stared back at her.

"Alfred!" Feliciano cried as he quickly moved past the girl and hid behind his friend. "E stato orribile, she pulled my hair!"

The girl quickly looked down then away, clearly flustered.

Alfred turned and gave Feliciano a doubtful looked as he lifted his eyebrows in surprise. He then smirked. "That sucks man, you gotta stay on your toes." He laughed. Alfred then turned back to the girl and smiled sympathetically. She kind of reminded him of Matthew whenever he was embarrassed about something.

Alfred took a few steps to the right, then leaned down into her line of vision and gave her a warm smile. "Don't worry about it." He said, trying to reassure her that she had done nothing wrong. "He's just like that. My name's Alfred by the way, and this is Feliciano." He informed as he gestured over to his Italian friend.

The girl blushed even brighter and took a step back. She hesitated for a moment before returning with a shy smile of her own. "It's nice to meet you both." She replied politely. "I'm Madeleine.."

"That's a cute name." Alfred grinned.

"It's a really cute name~" Feliciano agreed with a smile. He seemed to have already gotten over his initial hair pulling shock and was now standing next to Alfred instead of behind him.

"Merci." Madeleine replied shyly with a small smile. She was about to say something else but she didn't get the chance when another louder voice called from a little ways away.

"There you are!" Lovino called from the end of the aisle. "Come on you idiotas, we're leaving!" He snapped as he waved for them to follow him.

"Vee~ Already? But we justa got here!" Feliciano called back to his brother. He then turned the shopping cart around to leave. The northern Italian turned back a moment later and waved to his new friend. "Ciao, Madeleine~" He smiled. With that said, he turned around again and headed off to meet his twin.

"Au revoir." Madeleine replied quietly as she waved. He probably didn't hear her anyway.

"It was nice meeting you." Alfred said politely.

"Oui, it was nice meetin-" Madeleine was interrupted by a loud crash in the direction Feliciano had gone and she flinched on instinct. She, along with Alfred turned and looked to see what had happened.

"This is why I don't let you drive!" Lovino yelled as he went to go help his brother pick some items off the floor that had been knocked over in his twin's haste.

"It's not my fault!" Feliciano cried.

Alfred let out a low chuckle. "I better get going." He said as he turned and looked at Madeleine one last time. He then swiped two more cheese cubes from the tray.

"H-hey..!" Madeleine whisper-shouted as she pulled the tray away and out of reached.

Alfred grinned as he popped another one of the Mozzarella cubes into his mouth. "See ya, Maddie." He said, then turned and waved as he walked off leaving the blushing girl with mixed feelings of annoyance and …possibly something else.

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~(WMD)~

La French

Je suis desole = I'm sorry

Mon Dieu! = My God!

Merci = Thank you

Oui = Yes

Au revoir = Goodbye

Il Italian

Mi scusi = Escuse me

Si = Yes

Grazie = Thank you

E stato orribile! = It was horrible!

Ciao = Goodbye/Hello

Idiota = Idiot

WMD's wonderful notes for in case you were interested.

Yes, that was 1pNyo!Canada, she's important to my sub-plot so I'm not throwing her in there just for kicks! o.o

Mozzarella is a cheese originally from south Italy~

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5th chapter and I'm still on the same day?! Truth is I'm still just getting started. Most of the days won't be this long and some days I will probably skip depending if anything noteworthy happens or not.

The AmeCan will start heating up in the next chapter. I'm kinda wondering if I should change my rating to M.

What do you think? Course you can get away with alot just using T. lol

Feel free to leave me a review~