Monday~! :D

A few hours into the nap, all of the vampires were sitting down in the living room when Ludwig glanced up at the clock. "Hmm… I think I'll go check on them now….." He muttered then got up and made his way up the stairs.

However, when he opened the door and peeked in, he blinked in shock at the sight in front of him. Lovino, it seemed, had aged a few years in his sleep (although he still had on the maid dress), growing from a tiny five year old to a eight year old and curled around Feliciano, holding him close, but Feliciano still hadn't changed quite yet. "What….?"

Feliciano shifted, hearing the vampires voice. He lifted his head slightly to glance at the door. "Do we have to get up...?" he asked softly, his voice heavy with sleep.

Ludwig slowly nodded. "Er... Ja... You do… But... Wait a moment," He said, then quickly walked to the stairs and called Antonio up to help him. "Antonio… You better see this…"

Curiously, Antonio joined the other vampire. "What is it?" he asked.

"Er…. This….." Ludwig muttered as he pointed into the room where Lovino was starting to stir and wake up.

Antonio peeked into the room and saw the aging Italian. "Isn't that a good thing?" he asked, turning back to Ludwig.

Feliciano, on the other hand, had fall back asleep and was currently resting against his now-older-than-him twin, holding onto the fabric of the other's outfit tightly.

"Ja….." Ludwig sighed. "Until the two of them see each other….."

Lovino sat up and rubbed his eyes before glaring at the two vampires, but still not yet noticing Feliciano. "Huh….? You bastards are still here….?"

"Si. We're taking care of you two until your Abuelo gets back," Antonio answered.

Feliciano murmured something in his sleep and turned over, letting go of Lovino's clothes and laying back down.

"Well do it somewhere else dammit," Lovino snapped then noticed Feliciano, causing him to gasp and start shaking his brother's shoulder. "F-Feliciano! W-Wake up!"

Feliciano made a little noise and sat up again, rubbing his eyes. "What is it, Lovi...?" he asked, not fully awake yet.

"L-Look!" Lovino stuttered as he gently grabbed Feliciano's hand and held it up against his own to show the size difference.

The younger Italian said nothing and simply stared. After a long pause, he spoke. "I... don't think that's right..."

"I-It's not….." Lovino mumbled and looked down at his brother. Then, a sudden though hit him. "F-Feliciano….? How old are you….?"

Feliciano smiled brightly. "I'm five~!" he reported, holding up four fingers proudly.

"That's four fingers, dumbass…." Lovino deadpanned then fully processed Feliciano's words. "N-No! Wait! You can't be FIVE dammit! We're twins! Y-You're supposed to say eight!"

"Veh...? But we aren't eight..." Feliciano said, thoroughly confused.

"I-I am dammit!" Lovino stuttered as he pointed at himself. Then he got down off the bed and pointed at the space in front of him. "H-Hey... Feliciano..? Come here…. I want to check something…."

Feliciano slid off the bed and stood in front of his brother, looking up into his face. "What?" he asked.

"W-We're not eye to eye….." Lovino muttered nervously. "W-What the hell is going on?!" Then he glared up at Antonio. "What's going on you bastard?!"

Antonio shook his head. "I can't really explain it, Lovi. It's a wizard's fault. He was all angry about something," the Spaniard said.

Feliciano sniffed softly. "Fratello, I'm scared..." he said.

Lovino pulled Feliciano close and glared up at Antonio. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" He demanded and cut off Ludwig before he could speak.

Feliciano hid his face in Lovino's dress' apron.

Lovino trembled as he held his brother close. "What… What the hell is going on…?" He asked and was unknowingly starting to age yet again.

"Antonio….? Is he….?"

"Si. I think so..."

Feliciano then began to age as well, though not as much as Lovino.

Finally, Lovino stopped when he reached sixteen. "…. I guess the damn thing wore off, huh?" He asked Antonio without looking back up at him from where he was sitting on the floor, still holding onto Feliciano.

The younger Vargas, however, stopped aging at thirteen. He was curled up in Lovino's lap, trembling slightly. "I-I don't like this," he whimpered, keeping his face pressed into the elder's clothes.

"Not completely, it seems," Antonio said.

"N-No shit bastard….." Lovino muttered as he continued to hold Feliciano before getting to his feet and helping Feliciano to his. "I still have the fucking dress on…." Lovino grumbled in an annoyed tone. "And why is Feliciano still so much younger than me….?"

"Maybe it has something to do with that alpha thing," Antonio suggested.

"Maybe…" Lovino retorted. "But who gives a damn." Glancing down at Feliciano, he tapped his shoulder and said, "Hey… Feli? You care if I go change my clothes….?"

Slowly, Feliciano released Lovino's clothes. "V-Veh... Will you b-be right back?" he asked.

Lovino nodded and gently pulled Feliciano to the door. "Sì. Hell, you can wait right outside the damn door too. How does that sound?"

Feliciano nodded quickly. "Si per favore. I-I would like to do that." Antonio suddenly realized what was bothering him about the younger Italian.

"Why is his voice still so high?" he asked Ludwig.

Ludwig blinked in confusion at the random question. "Er…. I'm not sure…. Maybe you could ask Lovino about it? I'm not sure Feliciano knows the answer yet."

"Why would I ask Feli that?" Antonio asked, a little confused. "I think it's because he hasn't hit that point yet... I thought it was by ten that you did though..."

"Ja… I guess so…." Ludwig said with a sigh.

"What the hell are you bastards going on about?" Lovino asked from his spot at the door, finally back in his normal clothes with Feliciano standing behind him. "Is it some vampire shit or something?"

"No. We were just curious as to why Feliciano's voice is still so high," Antonio said honestly.

Feliciano put a hand to his throat and tugged on Lovino's sleeve. "I-Is something wrong with my voice?" he asked nervously.

Lovino glared at the two vampires but still answered Feliciano without looking down. "No. There's not dammit. They're just being bastards. Come on. Let's go downstairs."

"Veh... Okay..." Feliciano agreed hesitantly. He held onto Lovino's hand as the four boys moved downstairs and into the living room were the other two vampires were sitting.

"I see your fixed up," Gilbert commented. "Well, mostly," he added, glancing at Feliciano.

"No shit you bastard," Lovino snapped at the silver haired vampire. "How many damn brain cells did you fry to figure that out?"

"Oh poo…. You're so mean…." Francis pouted. "And just when you were being SO cute when you were little~."

Feliciano sat on the couch and kicked his feet in the air absently, singing softly to himself. "Draw a circle, there's the earth~. Draw a circle, there's the earth~. Draw a circle, there's the earth~."

Antonio decided to ask a question. "Hey, Lovi? When you were a puppy, why were you starring at my face like that?"

Lovino's face flushed red and he quickly glanced away. "I-I wasn't fucking staring at you… Y-You're imagining shit….."

"No, I wasn't," Antonio insisted. "I looked down at you and when you looked at me, you stopped trying to get away. Why?"

"I am Hetalia~."

Lovino quickly mumbled something inaudible under his breath.

"What Lovi?" Antonio asked, leaning forward slightly.

"Ah~. The world around us~. Can be seen through the stroke of a single brush~."

"I-I thought your damn eye color was pretty!" Lovino said in a bit too loud of a voice causing him to gasp then cover his mouth with his hands as his face burned red and squeezing his eyes tightly shut.

Antonio just smiled. "Aww. Thank you, Lovi," he said.

"S-Shut up bastard!" Lovino stuttered with his blush darkening.

"And now~. We give a toast with our boots~." Feliciano stopped and was silent for a moment, tilting his head in confusion as his voice suddenly dropped, attracting all of the attention in the room onto him. Then he smiled slightly and finished his song. "He-ta-li-a~!"

He grabbed Lovino's arm and shook it excitedly. "My voice changed! I'm starting to sound like a boy!" he said excitedly.

Gilbert leaned over to his brother and Francis. "Was it just me, or did his voice drop in less than a freaking nano-second...?"

"Ja… It's strange…." Ludwig muttered as he watched Feliciano.

Lovino glanced down and facepalmed. "Ugh….. This again….? It was bad enough when it happened the first damn time!" He grumbled, and was refusing to look over and meet Antonio's eye.

Feliciano tapped his neck. "I sort of sound like a homo, don't I~?" he chirped.

That did it. Gilbert burst out laughing, tears sliding down his face.

"Ooh really~?" Francis purred and leaned closer and started laughing too. "That's good to know~."

Lovino gripped his forehead and groaned. "Are you fucking kidding me?! I have to hear this stupid shit again?! Did I piss someone off without knowing it again to cause this shit to happen?!"

"Lovi, calm down. It's okay," Antonio said, moving to sit beside the werewolf. "What's wrong?"

Feliciano blinked and stared at Francis. "Why is that good to know?" he asked curiously.

Francis glanced away with a perverted smile on his face. "Oh… No reason~. No reason at all~," He purred.

Lovino glared at the French vampire and growled with his eyes glowing gold. "You had BETTER not be thinking any of your perverted shit about MIO fratellino…"

"Veh~." Suddenly, Feliciano began to grow again. This time, he reached sixteen and stopped. He was still wearing the green dress and apron, his hair still covered by the handkerchief. The dress went down to his knees and stopped while his legs had on slightly-shorter-than-knee-high socks and his feet were encased in buckled shoes. He seemed perfectly happy and comfortable and made no move to get up and change.

Lovino was the first to react as he grabbed his brother's arm and started dragging him back up the stairs. "Dammit you! Don't just stay there! Go get some damn pants on right now!"

"But this is so much more comfortable than pants!" Feliciano whined as the brothers disappeared upstairs.

"Does it look like I give a damn?!" Lovino's voice carried down the stairs.

"Well…? Which one do you prefer, Ludwig…? He IS your boyfriend after all~~," Francis purred with a wink.

"Shut UP Francis. Feliciano is NOT my boyfriend and I refuse to be a part of your perverted fantasies," Ludwig said along with a glare.

"Oh come on, West. You want to tap that. I can tell. You can't hide things from the awesome me!" Gilbert said, cackling.

Ludwig looked ready to wring his brother's neck but before he could, Lovino reappeared at the top of the steps with a VERY pissed off look on his face. "Scusi….? What… did you just fucking say bastard…..?" He growled with his eyes glowing the brightest gold they could.

Gilbert smirked. "I said, Ludwig wouldn't mind being on that bruder of yours."

Feliciano was suddenly by Lovino's side, now dressed in dark jeans and a long-sleeve white shirt. He tilted his head and looked at everyone. "Veh? What's everyone talking about?" he asked.

Before anyone could reply back, Lovino launched himself off the stairs and pinned Gilbert to the ground while growling and baring his now sharpening teeth and claws. "You damn….."

Feliciano slid down the banister and grabbed Lovino, pulling him back. "Fratellone, stop!" he cried. Obviously losing his struggle, Antonio went to the younger twin's side and helped him, wrapping his arm tightly around Lovino's waist while Feliciano held tightly onto his wrists. "W-What's the matter?! What happened?!"

Lovino continued to growl and strain at the hold while changing more into a wolf.

Ludwig sighed and grabbed Gilbert's arm then started dragging him to the door. "What happened is a certain dummkopf causing problems. I'll be back after I have a talk with him."

Francis laughed to himself and watched Gilbert get dragged. "Sounds like someone is in trouble~."

Antonio shot his friend a look. "Don't think you're blameless, amigo. Gil wouldn't have said anything if you hadn't," he pointed out.

Francis pouted and sent Antonio a hurt look. "Oh Toni… You're so cruel…."

Feliciano scooted around so he was in front of Lovino and he stared into his brother's eyes. "Lovi, calm down. It's okay." To add emphasis to his next words, his eyes began to tear up until they spilled over and down his cheeks. "Y-You're scaring me..."

Lovino quickly started trying to get his breathing back to normal and change back to human form.

Feliciano sniffed and wrapped his arms around Lovino's neck, hugging him close.

Finally, Lovino began to calm down and started changing back to human form as he let Feliciano hug him.

The younger pulled back a little and watched him worriedly. "Stei bene?"

Lovino panted for breath and glanced away as he nodded. "S-Sì….."

"Buono." Feliciano hugged him again then let go and stepped back slightly. Antonio saw him and also released his hold.

Lovino quickly pulled away then started checking the seams on his clothes. "Ugh... Dammit… We're going to have to go shopping tomorrow, dumbass. We've shredded too many damn clothes…."

Feliciano froze. "Aspetta... You're... offering to go shopping...? With me?" he asked, shock plain in his voice.

Lovino groaned and glanced away. "Sì… Because we HAVE to do it…. Unless you want to go to school naked," He snapped.

"VEH~!" Feliciano threw him arms around Lovino's neck, hugging him tightly. "We're going shopping~! You're willingly taking me shopping~!" he squealed.

Lovino immediately started struggling and cursing. "Get the hell off me! And hell no! There's nothing WILLING about it dammit! It's because we fucking have to!"

"No! It's willing! I'm so happy!" Feliciano cheered. He let his twin go and ran off to find Ludwig and tell him to wonderful news.

Lovino groaned and gripped his hair. "What the hell…? Just what is with that dumbass anyway….?" He asked himself out loud, completely forgetting that he wasn't alone in the room.

"He's just excited to be doing something with you," Antonio answered.

"AH!" Lovino yelped then glared at Antonio. "Oh… You're still here, you bastard… And dammit you! How the hell is this any of your damn business?!"

Antonio shrugged and smiled. "I was just sayin'.

"Whatever bastard…" Lovino retorted. Then he groaned and said, "But... Ugh... I can't believe I have to go shopping with that dumbass tomorrow… Someone just kill me now…."

The vampire tilted his head. "What's wrong with shopping with Feli?" he asked.

Lovino groaned and rubbed his forehead. "Ugh... What ISN'T wrong with it?! He always takes too damn long when he's looking at something, he fucking SQUEALS every time he finds something he thinks is cute, he should just move into the damn fitting room with how long he takes in there, and always at some point, I even up being his damn dress up doll because he thinks he needs to 'help' me pick something out when I can already do it myself!"

Antonio smiled. "That sounds like something Feli would do."

Lovino glared at the vampire and crossed his arms. "That's ALL you can fucking say about that….? Shopping with that dumbass is hell on earth!"

"I don't go shopping all that much," Antonio admitted. "None of us do. We can just swap our clothes around with one another and sew them up if they tear. We don't really need to get more."

"Ugh... I did NOT have to hear that shit…" Lovino complained then rolled his eyes. "But easy for you to do that, bastard. You don't lose your damn clothes because they get ripped from the seams."

"I could repair them for you, if you wanted," Antonio offered.

Lovino gave Antonio a deadpanned look before going over a box in the corner, and pulling out a piece of tattered cloth that you had to look at VERY closely to be able to tell it was once a shirt. "You really think you could repair something like this….?" He asked as he held it up to Antonio's face.

Antonio took the fabric and looked it over critically. "Maybe... If I had some time..." he said.

Lovino stared back completely shocked. "You... You actually think you can FIX that….? There's barely any damn fabric left on it!"

The Spaniard smiled. "No harm in trying."

Lovino stared then shrugged. "Well, whatever dammit. Knock yourself out."

"I'll take these with me," Antonio said, returning the scrape to the box and picking it up. "We should probably take off. We've been here all day and I just heard your Abuelo pull in."

Lovino shooed him off with a wave of his hand. "Good riddance bastard. You and ALL the other damn vampires are annoying as hell." Then under his breath quietly added, "But… Grazie... For before…"

Antonio smiled. "I'll see you on Monday, si?"

Lovino nodded and glanced away. "S-Sì… Now get the hell out of here, bastard. Do it before I bite you dammit."

With a laugh, the vampire gathered his friends, after having to practically use a crowbar to pry Feliciano from Ludwig, and left.

Lovino waited until the vampires were out of sight before closing the door and leaning back against the wall as he stared up at the ceiling. Just what was this feeling he was having just now….? But, shaking his head to rid himself of that thought, he glared back at where his twin was and yelled, "You BETTER not turn me into your damn doll tomorrow! You hear me, dumbass?!"

Feliciano just smiled.