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(words) Telepathic communication
"-And we canna cook them something truly tasty!"
"Ah.. Sorry did not know you both were in here Italies." Liberty had just walked into the kitchen to see the Italian brothers preparing for a cooking storm.
"What do you mean-" Romano's mouth was stuffed with a tomato before he could finish his sentence.
"Now, as much as I'm sure you want to, please do not cuss without a reason. After all, I am raising children in this household." A dark look in her eyes made the boys hide behind a pan. A sigh escaped her lips. "Besides.. Are you both not Italy? One is just North and one is South correct?"
"Ah- Yes! I am North Italy, but most call me Italy or Feliciano." The bright eyed brunette bounded over to the red-head. "My brother is South Italy and he is most commonly called-"
"Tch. My name is Romano." The more blunt twin stared down the woman across the kitchen. "...But if you want you can call me South Italy."
"Good the states will be glad to hear that. Now, how about we cook something up? After all there are over fifty people in this house at the moment." Liberty gave a smile as she went over to wash her hands at the sink.
The Italy brothers and Liberty were just about to start cooking when they heard a crash.
"Should we go check on that crash?" Feliciano glanced out the edges of his eyes out of fear of seeing a body lying in the middle of the living room floor.
"Nope. Louis just fell off the fan after someone finally turned it on. Most likely one of his siblings since they are known to do that to one another. I'll run in there when I hear France and England scream of death." Laughter could be heard from the living room after the mother's quick response. Then a shriek could be heard from most likely France.
"You people are hard core…." The elder of the brothers, Romano, gave a nervous glance at the woman. She did have a knife in her hands.
"Louis just likes to party is all. Well, the salad is mostly done and the water is set to boil. Can I ask you two a question?"
A murmur of begrudging agreement came from the eldest while the youngest cheered a yes.
"Some of the kids have Italian descent and they want to know what your opinion is on some of their recipes...Would you mind tasting some and giving your opinions? Oh, and Romano be careful on what you say they will surprise you." Green eyes hid her amusement while she kept a collected expression.
"We would love too!" North Italy spoke before his brother could say no. Liberty tried not to laugh at the disgruntled Italian.
"Oh, and South Italy… do you know where Spain went?" Liberty did not expect the onslaught of denial.
"...he probably went exploring with Prussia…" Romano tried to hide his red face in the pot of cooking noodles.
Shaking her head she looked over to the pots and sighed at the thought of setting tables. "Who do you suppose should set tables today?"
The brothers looked surprised. "You eat together?" Their voices mingled with each others.
"Of course we do when we can! Though some of the kids work so it gets harder, but we try to eat together most of the time. I think it's the Western part of the map's turn, but I'm sure all the states are having fun so I guess I will set the table. You two finish up okay?"
Liberty walked out the room before the brothers could protest. She walked through a hallway not far from the kitchen and opened the first double doors on the left. Before her stretched rows upon rows of tables. This was their dining room. Moving to the back she opened closets full of tablecloths and silverware. Time to get started so she could be finished by lunch. Fifty plus people do take some time.
Her green eyes shimmered, but before she moved two arms wrapped around her waist. Glancing up she saw sky-blue eyes stare back at her. A gentle smile held both their lips.
"Already time to set up for lunch?" His glasses glinted slightly in the light casting a shadow on the side of his face.
"Yes. Would you like to help since it is just me setting up this time?" She held a teasing grin as her eyes shimmered unnaturally.
"Sure." Blue eyes started to glow.
Table cloths danced out of their places, while the forks and spoons greeted one another, as the knives lead the way to their seat. Cups spun in place waiting for their partners. A green-blue haze filled the room as the tables were being set. Each item would bow to the other in greeting before sitting down in its final spot. In just a few minutes the room that would soon hold fifty plus people was set for lunch.
"How do you suppose lunch will go today? Will they behave or cause a scene?" Laughter was her answer until she wiped away his tears.
"Definitely a scene."
"Shall we call?" She slowly moved from his grasp to her seat at the head of a table. Patting the seat next to her.
"We shall." America took the seat and her hand before staring at the door waiting for the zoo that was about to appear.
(Lunch is ready! Kids bring the nations with you, and you cannot conveniently forget to show them to the dining room and laugh as they wander the halls. Also, bring the food if you want to eat!)
Liberty's voice rang throughout the Americans' minds before sounds from everywhere began to occur. However, what caused the most concern where the screaming Italians as they rode on a wave of children carrying them and the food. Chatter filled the hall as nations and states alike were pulled into the dining room and were passed food. They had cooked spaghetti with salad and bread. It was simple enough to make for a big group. Silence lasted for a moment as heads bowed then chatter immediately erupted again.
Everyone seated quickly, and the nations mostly sat near America and Liberty except for Canada and Mexico who were taken "captive" by the children. The other nations looked shocked to see food that wasn't fast food, and to see the family all in one spot.
"So, who is scarred yet?" America's answer was hands raised by all the nations except for Russia. Liberty just laughed at the expressions the nations were supporting.
"A child fell from a fan then ran off dancing!" France did not look amused by Louis' actions.
"He is fine. He just wanted to show off to you." Liberty began twirling a fork in the spaghetti.
Japan's quiet voice filled them in next. "I had one little girl follow me the entire time, and some of her siblings joined."
"That doesn't sound too bad Japan-"
"They mumbled threats and praise the entire time."
"Ah, well they are mad, but do enjoy anime." America was stabbing his salad and placing the lettuce in his mouth after he had spoken.
Spain gave the parents a grave look. "Your kids are loco America! I was with Prussia when suddenly they started having a "show off" as they said. They forced us to join them and we could have been killed!" Prussia only shook his head violently while shouting about how the awesome him couldn't die.
"Must've ran into Cali and York's show off. I thought that wasn't till next week. They must've bumped it up because of the nations' arrival. So, who won?" The nations stared dumbstruck at the mother of the children.
"You realized they pointed guns at the awesome me right!" Prussia, who had secretly like the two, shouted at her to prove his point.
"Well, you lived. If they wanted you dead you would be." America's words provided no comfort.
Russia silenced the table with his words."No one would become one with Russia."
"Good." The parents' looks had darkened for a brief moment.
North Italy's tears brought the two back to the present. "They stormed the kitchen while you were gone Liberty and they lifted us up and stole the food we had worked so hard on!" South Italy looked ready to say choice words before an apology stopped him.
"I'm sorry Italies. I asked them to guide the nations here and to get the food. I honestly didn't expect them to pick you both up and carry you both here with the food."
The nations all turned to the only two who haven't spoken. Germany and England. What atrocities did they have to endure? They did raise their hands didn't they?
"None of the children came near me except to yell random things at me." Germany gave the others a weird look.
England gave a blank look. "They did not speak to me."
America and Liberty shared a look before a glass tapping sounded, and the room hushed.
A boy rose and stood on the table of his siblings. He held a smirk that caused some to shake their heads at his confidence. His voice boomed throughout the room catching the attention of everyone whether they wanted to or not. The rest sat in anticipation.
"Hey I'm talking here! Any-ways we would like to thank everyone, and we have yet to show our gratitude! But first! We decided we don't want all you nations stampeding making a mess of our home so this will not happen again! Got it? We made a sign up sheet you get three to four groups and that is it! Now! FOOD FIGHT!"
The voice hushed, and all the children turned and threw food at the only two who had yet to experience their torture, and their parents of course, who had smartly ducked under the table.
This lasted a good thirty minutes before the kids ran out of ammunition. It also didn't help that they turned on one another. The children began filing out the room as the nations stayed in shock. They were covered in food, but England looked like a buffet. Where did the food even come from?
America and Liberty slowly peeked out from their hiding spots before laughing at the covered group before them. Tears ran down their cheeks as they sat properly in their seats.
"Um… Well, it seems everyone has been tortured now. But Jerry did have a good point with the sign up sheet. If any of you want to come back, and learn more about the states sign up and we will set up a date for you." America's voice trembled as he spoke. He was trying his best not to laugh.
All the nations stood up and fled hearing Liberty's last words ring out behind them.
"Welcome to the Jones family! Y'all come back now you hear!"
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! Though, I am sorry it is short; I will try and work on that. Also, thank you for the comments! I'm glad you liked the prank. If you have any ideas or anything let me know! Thanks to those who help *applause* Bye bye!
John 3:16