For a few moments there was just silence and a look of slight awe on Antonio's face. "But how did you know it was me?" The Spaniard finally asked.

Yao scoffed but didn't get off of Antonio's chest. "I smelled the churros on your breath."

Antonio groaned. "Really?"

"Yes, really. Now I have questions: have you reay killed Gilbert?"

Antonio frowned. "No! I haven't killed anyone. That'd be crazy."

Yao rolled his eyes. "Yes and giving us all a heart attack isn't. Then where is he? What have you done?"

"I just threw him and a few of the others into the basement. They're all safe," Antonio reassured the Chinese man.

Yao frowned and slowly stood up, offering a hand to the Spaniard. "I want to help you scare the others."

Antonio's eyes widened in shock. "I'm sorry amigo, but what did you just say?"

"I want to help," Yao repeated, crossing his arms over his chest.

Antonio narrowed his eyes. "Why?" Curiosity shining through his narrowed eyes.

A wicked grin flashed across Yao's face. "I get a sick kick out of scaring my brother."

~oOo~

Kiku stopped running, not because he wanted to, no instead he had just ran straight into Natalya and was now lying on top of the murderous looking blonde. "Watch where you're going! You nearly killed me!" She shouted with a hard shove to Kiku.

These Japanese teenager groaned as he sat up. "My apologies," he gasped out, "I was running from the man in the mask."

Natalya jerked her head to stare wide-eyed at him so fast that Kiku was momentarily afraid she had just given herself whiplash. "You saw him?!" She grabbed a hold of the neck of his shirt. "Where?! Answer me!" She shouted with a harsh shake.

"He was chasing after my brother and I! Yao made me leave him behind. I don't know where they are now," Kiku yelled back in distress.

The Belorussian groaned and pushed him back to the floor. "You're useless to me then. I need to find him. He will pay for what he did to Toris!"

"And Gilbert, Antonio, and Yao. I'm coming with you to find him," Kiku gave her a look as if begging for her to disagree with him. She just scoffed and began to hug herself to the wall as she silently made her way down the hallway. Kiku mimicked her.

The duo stayed silent for the most part, minus the occasional huff from Natalya really.

Meanwhile Ludwig was in another part of the house with the Italian brothers close behind. Lovino was grumbling to himself and the only thing holding Ludwig back from snapping at the snarky Italian was the depressed tone to Lovino's voice. Whatever had happened to Antonio had really bothered him. Feliciano was attempting to hold onto both Ludwig and his brother but Lovino continuously shrugged him off.

It felt like an eternity before the trio were out of the house, Ludwig having found a locked door and kicking it down. "Alright we're going to find my car and then we are calling the cops," Ludwig stated as he began to lead the way.

Lovino huffed and scowled but otherwise didn't make any other noise. Feliciano nodded and began to quicken his pace until he was standing next to the German. They were only able to walk a few more steps until Feliciano was tackled to the ground. The Italian screamed shrilly and began to kick and swing punches at the masked man who was deftly blocking the kicks and fists and picking up the Italian.

Ludwig let out a noise and quickly tackled the masked man to the ground and landed one good punch to the man's face but flinched slightly as he received his own punch to the face. The masked man quickly squirmed out from under the German and hit Feliciano in the head, effectively disorienting the Italian.

Lovino shouted, turned, and ran back into the house. The masked man watched him for a few moments, and if he hadn't been wearing his mask you would've been able to see how worried he was for the easily annoyed Italian. But he quickly began to walk a different way, the dizzy Italian thrown over his shoulder. Ludwig began to run after him and the masked figure ran faster until he was at an entrance to a cellar. He quickly opened the doors and pushed Feliciano down into the darkness.

The Italian let out a scream and Ludwig jumped after him with a shout of Feliciano's name.

Antonio quickly shut and locked the doors. "Too easy. Now to fine mi tomate!"

~oOo~

Arthur sighed loudly as Lukas and Vladimir continued to bicker. "Would you two please stop bickering for the love of all that is holy!"

Lukas scoffed but continued making the trap the trio were trying to set up. It was your stereotypical rope trap that when you pulled or stepped on a rope you'd be swept up into the net.

The Romanian wrinkled his nose. "You know you could help Arthur."

Arthur raised an eyebrow. "I helped find the rope and such."

"Oh yes. That was such a huge help. You should be so proud," Lukas snapped back. "There, I think it's done anyway."

The trio looked around and nodded in approval at their handiwork. Arthur began to walk around. "Now we've just got to get that psycho here and then we can find the rest of the group and get out and then call the co- BLOODY HELL!" The Brit screeched as suddenly he, Vladimir, and Lukas were jerked up into the air and rather squished together.

"Oh fantastic job Arthur! Just fantastic!" Vladimir yelled, face turning a light red in his annoyance. He began to tug at the net the trio were held in about six feet above the ground and scowled.

"You can't blame this all on me!" Arthur yelled back just as loudly.

Lukas rolled his eyes. "We need to get out of this trap and then we'll blame each other for this shit, okay?"

Begrudgingly the Romanian and Brit groaned out their agreement and began to help tug and pull at the netting.

Antonio leaned casually against the wall and watched the trio struggle for a few more minutes before letting out a cough to alert them of his presence. As soon as Lukas saw the mask his face darkened drastically and he attempted to lunge at the figure. "I'm going to kill you! You hear me?! Get your ass over here!"

Vladimir and Arthur flinched and tried to pull Lukas closer to them as Antonio moved and cut down the net, but the trio stayed tangled up in it. They let out groans of pain. Lukas was the first to recover and he was quickly trying to get out of the net. "As soon as I'm free from this I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born."

Antonio ignored him and began to whistle as he tugged them until they were at the stairs. With a kick the trio were screaming as they fell and crashed onto the floor. Then tugged slowly until they were at a locked door and pushed in.

It was dark and the door slammed shut. "Where are we?" Vladimir whispered.

"Who's here now?"

Arthur turned sharply to the sound of the voice. "Gilbert?!"

"Ja?"

"You're not dead!" Vladimir yelled out.

There was a loud laugh. "Of course not. I think Antonio is playing a very fucked up game. Gotta admit this is pretty funny though." A groan and then Gilbert yelped. "Don't hit me!"

"Don't be stupid then bruder. We need to find a way out of here." Ludwig said, patting at the stone walls with a deep frown that no one else could see.

Another sigh. "I actually agree with your buzz kill of a brother Gil. I need to find Lukas and make sure he's alright."

Lukas jerked his head to sound of the voice, blue eyes wide. "Mathias?!"

"Lukas!" And suddenly the Norwegian was held in a slightly awkward embrace. "I was so worried you were still stuck in that tree!"

The Norwegian shook his head. "I thought you were dead."

"You know we're still stuck in this net, right you two?" The Romanian said, breaking up the moment.

A/N: I'm so sorry this is so freakishly late. College was kicking my ass so hard. I think one more chapter and then it's done. So you get to see who all is setting up this prank soon.