Hey there again! I had to republish this, so sorry to those who were already reading it! Also, sorry about the bold text on the last chapter. Since I'm not really use to publishing stories on here, I wasn't sure how to fix it. Hope it's fixed this time. Sorry If it's not.

Enjoy!~

I Do Not Own Hetalia, Nor Do I Own The Song

While Antonio had been taking a shower, Lovino had cooked them a pizza for dinner. They sat together at the glass dining table, eating in silence. By the time they were finished, the clock on the oven read 6:24. Noticing this, Antonio grabbed his and Lovino's empty plates, practically leaping out of his seat to place them in the sink and dart towards the front door. "If we don't hurry and leave, we're gonna be late!" He exclaimed, picking up his black jacket from the floor and sliding it on.

Lovino rolled his eyes, getting up from his seat to retrieve his own black jacket from the living room couch. Sliding it on, he zipped it up, revealing the image of a bright red tomato on it. The words "Haters Gonna Hate" was printed directly under the image. Lovino nodded in satisfaction, then walked down the hall to join his friend at the front door. "Ready?~" the Spaniard asked. "Yeah, whatever," he replied. As Antonio opened the door, Lovino noticed the lack of metal in his hand. Wait a second…..

"Antonio, please tell me you drove your damn car here…."

The Spaniard looked back at his friend, then looked to the side guiltily, a slight blush rising from his smiling face. "Yeah…About that…."

"Fucking tomato bastard," Lovino growled under his breath. The two friends had ended up having to walk several miles to Vlad's house, the cold winter air making the walk even more unpleasant, especially for the Italian. T he streets had been covered in snow and ice, as well as the sidewalks, and Lovino had nearly fallen on his ass a few times. Now, they stood outside of a large, red brick house as Antonio rang the doorbell a million times like an idiot, a cheeky smile on his lips.

After only a few seconds of the repetitive noise, an angry looking Romanian flung the wide wooden door open. He glowered at the two, mainly at Antonio, whose fingers were posed to continue ringing the bell. "Stop ringing my fucking door bell," he hissed. "Nice to see you again, too, Vlad," Lovino greeted half enthusiastically, grabbing Antonio by his arms and dragging him inside the house, desperate for warmth. Antonio followed and Vlad closed the door behind them, locking it. Lovino unzipped his jacket, then breathed into his hands, trying to warm his frozen cheeks. Antonio, seeming oblivious to the cold, took his coat off and hung it on an old-fashion-looking metal coat hanger by the door.

Vlad looked a little bit less pissed as he took a deep breath, looking at the two again with his dark red eyes. "Follow me," he finally said, beginning to walk off down a long hallway. They did as they were told, walking behind the Romanian and looking around. The walls, Lovino noticed, were a maroon color and several dark, blury photographs were hung up as well. In a few spots, there were splashes of a dark shade of red on the walls. Remembering the rumor of Vlad being a vampire, this made Lovino wonder if the spots were blood.

At the end of the hall, Vlad opened another door: this one was a metal one with some foreign letters written in black on it. They were led down a set of stairs that opened up into a large room. It was obviously a basement, but it was similar to Arthur's. Any windows had been covered up, so the room was nearly pitch black, except for an eerie purple light that rose up from a cauldron in the center of the room. Fog also spilled out of the container, the grey mist floating all across the floor. There was also quite a few bookshelves with either fat, dark colored magic books in them or oddly-shaped clear glass flasks with bright liquids.

Arthur and Lukas stood in the middle of the room, behind the cauldron as they stirred something into their mixture. "You can sit there," Vlad directed them, pointing at a single chair that was in front of one of the bookshelfs that held a bunch of potions. Antonio gladly sat in the chair, leaning back and watching to see what the "Magic Club" was making. Lovino turned to complain about there only being one chair, but Vlad had already left his side and was now beside his club members, pouring a bright green substance into the mixture. Lovino sighed, growling angerly to him self. Now where was he supposed to sit? He looked over at Antonio who had pulled out his Ipod and stuck the earphones in his ears. Noticing that the Italian was looking at him, Antonio smiled, patting his lap. Crap.

Lovino walked over and sat on Antonio's lap, acting as if he hated it, but he was secretly happy. Though he was great at hiding that fact. Antonio smiled at his friend, who was scowling at nothing in particular. The Spaniard flipped on his music player, and The Wanted instantly blared into his ears.

"The sun goes down, the stars come out….."

He noticed his Italian friend staring at Vlad and Lukas as they poured a few more liquids into the cauldron. "Now all we need is the Eye of Newt and the Wing of Bat," Arthur instructed his group as he started carefully stirring the contents of the container around.

"…And all that counts, is here and now…."

Lukas had silently walked across the room to grab one of the mentioned ingredients from a tray on one of the bookshelves. They were obviously the bat's wings because Antonio could see the leathery black limbs clearly, even through the fog that continued to pour out of the cauldron. Vlad had also gone to the opposite side of the room to get the newt's eye and was quickly back in front of the container, dropping it in. This caused a small 'pop' noise to bounce around the room, and Lovino flinched slightly, unprepared for the noise. The chair rocked back against the bookshelf, causing it to rattle, but nothing spilled over.

"….My universe will never be the same….."

"What the fuck was that!" Lovino yelled angerly, catching the other three off guard. "Just a slight mishap," Arthur replied, glaring at Vlad. "The Wing of Bat was supposed to go first. It'll probably sound again with the last ingredient," the Brit added. Lovino sighed. "Whatever. Just don't kill us. It wasn't my idea to come here in the first place." Arthur rolled his eyes in response, motioning for Lukas to come back over with the final ingredient. Antonio wrapped his arms around Lovino, trying to calm his friend, but his arms were pushed away. "D-don't touch me, bastard!" Lovino stammered, a blush rising on his cheeks. But he relaxed after that. Lukas was back over by the cauldron again. He held the bat's wing over the container cautiously. "Ready?" He asked quietly. Arthur nodded to him and he dropped it into the mixture.

This resulted in a loud boom that shook the whole house, maybe even the neighborhood. Lovino lost his balance on Antonio's lap, falling onto the floor uncomfortable. The bookshelf behind Antonio also shook, the containers rattling around. After the horrible noise ended, Arthur sighed, then looked over at Lovino and Antonio. "Are you alright?" Antonio nodded in reply, still listening to his music. "Do I look okay?" Lovino growled, trying to stand up. "I'll help you up, Lovi!~" Antonio said happily. He jumped up from the chair, causing it to slam backwards into the bookshelf. A container with bright blue liquid was close to the edge, and the movement caused it to fall over. Arthur's eyes were wide as he noticed it tilting off the edge. "Catch that!" He exclaimed. But it was too late. The container fell straight onto Lovino's head, splashing all over his head and glass shards glinting in his hair and on the floor. Antonio was shocked. He bent over to pick up the now unconscious Italian boy and set him in the chair, brushing the glass out of his hair. Arthur, Vlad, and Lukas crowed behind him chattering to each other in a panic. But it all seemed so far away to Antonio. What was going to happen now?

"…I'm glad you came, I'm glad you came."

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