Please don't think I'm a huge liar/excuse giver please D:

I was going to review my story again as usual on Thursday, but I had to do the Step 7 Fair at my school and little 6th graders came over to see what clubs there are and stuff.

The dude I was working with at my table with ditched me, he was the only other person around to talk to, so I skip/ran over to one of my other friends. Then being the klutz I am, I slipped on water (no one else knew about it until then so I guess that was good?) and hit my head on some metal. I passed out for a few seconds and when I woke up and freaked out cause I couldn't find my glasses. Oh no, I don't care if my head's bleeding, but I freak out when I can't find my glasses -_- Well that and If I lost my Nook, or broke the camera in my pocket, or messed up the other people's booth thing, but that's not the point xD. Then I had to stay at school or be tormented with homework .

So pretty much S*** happens and here you go, the next two chapters *sorry it's short!*

Chapter XII

"Now do you get it?" Elizabeta asked. Francis sat there in shock, not even breathing. His friend? His friend could...?

"So you're saying that Ivan would really...do something like that to Antonio?" She nodded, though she didn't want to.

"I looked through his records at the school and they were NOT pretty. There were instances where someone would get mad at him, and they wouldn't come back for weeks. Aurel's still in the hospital..." She looked above her as if watching memories fly by. Sad memories, heart wrenching memories. "You probably don't remember him, but it's been seven years since he was in our class." Francis looked at Gilbert in terror, and you could tell Gilbert was too since he didn't have his signature smirk on his face.

Francis finally gathered his thoughts together and spoke. "Mon ami, why is Ivan around Antonio's house?"

Gilbert quickly regained his former self and replied. "The awesome me was walking down the hall and saw Ivan go into the nurse's office." Elizabeta waved her hand as if to tell him to hurry up, but it only caused more of a setback. "I get it, I get it! Geez!" He shot her an annoyed glare. "And Kiku came out of nowhere whispering for me to listen to them, so I did. Hell yeah I was freaked out, but a rampaging Asian's worse! So your awesomeness listened and learned that our Russian was talking about Antonio, love, Lovino and his 'plan' to his older sister."

Elizabeta was taken aback, Ivan of ALL people?

"So notre camarade is in love with...Antonio?" Francis looked deeply confused, trying to see how that couple would even work out.

"Or he could be watching him so he doesn't go after Lovino." Elizabeta added.

"Vrai."

"Whatever the reason, we need sleep. In the morning we'll think it over." Elizabeta yawned and sat back into the driver's seat. "Gilbert, get out you live down the street. I'll drop Francis off then head home."

"Why does he always get treated better than me!" He screeched that and other frivolous things, but they went unnoticed. Especially when he screeched them while getting kicked out of a moving vehicle.

Francis sighed while closing the sliding door, "I don't know if we can win this one Liza, it's the Russian after all..."

"Hey, we'll think of something! Now where do you live?"

The door creaked open and Gilbert slipped inside. Good thing he didn't wake up his brother since he did not feel like almost getting his head shot off again.

Gilbird was sleeping in his cage while Berlitz slept on the bed in the corner. It seemed like they acknowledged him, but they didn't really show it too much. Ludwig rolled over to his side and caused Gilbert to cringe in fear. Gilbert opened one eye to scan over the room, and when the coast was clear, laid down in his bed.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but Antonio you need all the awesomeness you can get." He whispered that to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

"See ya tomorrow!" Elizabeta waved to Francis as he walked up his driveway.

She sighed, how were they going to get everyone out of this one? 'It's just like Francis said, impossible. But if Aurel was here we would have an even greater chance of succeeding.' She thought, sighing once to relief her guilt.

It's true that they acted like cats and dogs, and he did seem like the demon spawn of Gilbert, yet they were the best of friends. Especially after he...

"Reminiscing?" Kiku asked, popping up behind the seat.

She slammed on the brakes. "When did you get here?"

"I have been here. Moushi wake arimasen." He bowed.

"..." She stared at the bowing Japanese man.

"..." And stared.

"Kiku, your ninja abilities scare me."

"Hai, watashi wa otou-san kara sorera o mananda."

[1] Aurel Albescu - Romania

[2] Notre camarade - Our classmate

[3] Berlitz - One of Ludwig's doggys :3

[4] Moushi wake arimasen - I'm sincerely sorry; please forgive me (or something close to that)

[5] Hai, watashi wa otou-san kara sorera o mananda - Yes, I learned them from my father.

I swear, these fillers are so hard to write! The main parts of the story in my head, no problemo, but whenever the random bits come they usually get OOC-y (or at least to me)

REMEMBER: If you ever think I'm going OOC, TELL ME. It'll help the story if you were actually right.

P.S. I'm mad, my mommy wouldn't let me have spaghetti and those yellow brownies ):

P.S.S. The weirdest food combinations are usually the best mein freunden.

Hej då!