Guess who's back back back... back again gain gain... It's me. So... I am so sorry I haven't updated since January. My computer broke. Twice. First, the fan turned off and we couldn't get it to turn back on. But once that was fixed, the computer no longer would let me open any browsers, so I had to just wait until my birthday when I got a new computer. In which there was a whole other problem.

In short, do not buy a slatebook unless you want a laptop sized phone that barely works.

On the brighter side, Dogs and I have been continuously writing, so we have about five new chapters written and ready, and we've been working on another story as well and we just got to chapter twenty with that one.

So hopefully this never happens again. I have really missed typing and uploading.

But of course, I am also home sick from school today. What better way to start your Monday morning than to wake up 2:50 to puke out your guts?

The next morning, the sun rose to discover a sparklingly clean house. Feliciano had been so excited about the get together that he had stayed up most of the night scrubbing down the entire house. It hadn't been until almost eight in the morning that he finally collapsed into one of the huge squishy arm chairs, soon falling deeply asleep, yellow cleaning gloves still on his hands, his soap and water bucket at the side of the chair.

Lovino himself didn't wake up until about half a before the group was going to arrive, yawning and rubbing eyes he got up and walked over to his brother and started to shake his shoulder.

Feliciano mumbled tiredly, his head turning towards Lovino. "What t'me 's it...?" he asked, his voice heavy with exhaustion, rubbing his eyes to clear them as best he could of the sleep clinging to him.

The older twin shrugged before looking around and spotting the clock. "11:30. Did you seriously sleep like this the whole fucking night?!" He snapped before wincing, his headache now coming back with full strength.

"Nuh, I fell asleep at l'ke, eight this morning," Feliciano yawned, slowly uncurling from his spot and heading towards the staircase to go and change his clothes. "If it gets to be eleven fifty and I'm not back down, can you come get me?" he requested, looking over at his twin.

Lovino nodded and waved him off as he headed into the bathroom and to the medicine cabinet. Groaning to himself when he found the Ibuprofen container empty, he started searching until he found a similar bottle to it, then popped out and swallowed two pills and set the now closed container on the counter and headed upstairs to get ready.

It was nearing 11:55 and Feliciano had yet to leave his room. Antonio had texted Lovino to cheerfully tell him they would be there soon.

Unaware of the time, Lovino scoffed at the text and set the phone down before flopping down on the couch and closing his eyes. Why did he suddenly feel so damn tired and seemingly randomly just like that?

Shortly after, there was a knock on the door. A few minutes went by, and the knock came again. Outside, Antonio, Francis, Ludwig, and Gilbert where standing, their various pets waiting patiently with them.

"How unawesome to wait here," Gilbert said, petting Gilbird lightly as the tiny chick cheeped in agreement.

Ludwig frowned as he pulled out his phone and called Feliciano's phone, waiting for it to be picked up.

The call eventually went to voice mail, the Italian not answering.

Ludwig blinked a few times as he stared at the phone before putting it away. "That's…. very strange… he's not answering at all…."

Gilbert stepped back a bit, looking up at the mansion. "Hey, Toni," he said. When he had the Spaniard's attention, he smirked. "Which window do you think is Feliciano's?"

Antonio blinked at the question, then turned to look up at the windows. He looked at them critically for a moment, then moved down the porch and began to walk around to the back of the mansion.

Ludwig frowned as he watched and shot Gilbert a stern look. "You're not breaking in, Gilbert."

The Prussian waved him off. "Ja ja, whatever, little brother."

At the same time, Francis chuckled as he watched them and leaned against the door, unaware that he had hit the knob and it had started to turn.

In the back of the mansion, Antonio tugged on Gilbert's arm, pointing to a window. "That one is Lovi's. I recognize the curtains."

Gilbert patted his back, his smirk growing. "And Feli has his room right next to Lovino's, right?"

"Si~!"

"Ha ha, thanks man." Gilbert went up to the wall and began to climb it, digging his nails into the wall, pulling himself up. Antonio watched him for a moment, then 'ooh'ed in sudden understanding of what his friend was doing.

"Ah~. That Gilbert~. He is just so impatient~," Francis laughed as he heard his friends talking, then fell with a yelp and 'oof' as the door, that was apparently unlocked the entire time, opened up, causing the vampire to fall flat on his back.

Sighing, Ludwig pulled Francis up to his feet, then called back to the others. "The door's open you two! Come on!" Then he peeked his head in and called out, "Feliciano….? Are you in there….?"

Gio, who had been asleep, woke up at the noise. He saw Ludwig and lightly jumped off his owner's back, running to stand in the hall in front of the intruders, his fur puffing as he began to hiss and growl.

Sighing and shaking his head, Ludwig made Francis wait there for him as he walked around to the back of the house to try to locate his brother and Antonio.

Antonio was leaning against a tree, cuddling his turtle happily. When the German looked up, he saw the window to Feliciano's bedroom was wide open, Gilbert climbing into the room.

Groaning and dragging his hand down his face at the sight, Ludwig ground out, "The front door is open, Antonio. Just head back there while I go get this idiot." Growling a little, the German braced himself before climbing up after his brother but, due to misjudging how quickly Gilbert was climbing, missed grabbing onto him and instead tumbled into the room with a loud thud and grunt.

Gilbert looked back at him and chuckled. "Smooth, little brother." He pulled Ludwig to his feet, wrapping his arm around Ludwig's shoulders. He pointed to the bed. "Looks who's waiting to see you~."

On the bed, lay Feliciano. The Italian was deeply asleep, laying on his back, his shirt and pants laying on the floor, his body spread across his bed. He was clothed in nothing but his boxers, his hair tossed and fluffed all around.

"G-Gilbert! Y-You-!" Ludwig sputtered then groaned. "Let's just go before he wakes up. We shouldn't be in here. It's indecent."

Gilbert cackled and patted his back, then shoved him towards the bed. He hit him harder than he had expected, knocking Ludwig onto the bed, on top of Feliciano's sleeping form. The Italian murmured in his sleep as the bed dipped under their combined weight.

The albino snorted and ran from the room, heading towards the stairs.

Ludwig cursed under his breath, at least until he got a very good look at where he was, causing the German vampire to freeze up in shock and slight fear of waking the Italian if he moved.

Feliciano shifted slightly under the vampire, yawning as his head turned to face straight up at the other.

Feeling his face flush, Ludwig tensed up more.

Another yawn escaped him, and slowly, Feliciano's eyes began to open. The golden amber of his eyes met the cold, icy blue of Ludwig's. He stared up at him, not making a sound. He didn't seem startled, shocked, or scared. He just... stared.

The flush on Ludwig's face darkened. "I-I-!"

Before either one could say anything, a very out of it, and slightly glassy eyed Lovino wandered into the room and flopped down on the bed next to Feliciano. "B'd I's n'ce…" he murmured while burying his face into the pillow and snuggling close to Feliciano's body heat.

Blinking slowly, Feliciano looked at his brother, then turned his gaze back to Ludwig. "... th's is weird..." he mumbled tiredly, rubbing his eyes. He reached up one hand and pulled Ludwig's head down slightly, kissing him. "Ciao, amore."

"I-I'm so sorry about this!" Ludwig quickly jumped back off the bed and gave Feliciano full view of the clock on his bedside table. "N-No one answered when we knocked on the door! A-And no one was picking up in your house either! Gilbert… he went around the back of the house and climbed in! And… I er…. Fell in after him…. I'm very very sorry about this….."

"D'wn the rabb't h'le and thr'w th' w'ods… th't's wh't h'pp'ned to Al'ce…" Lovino slurred.

Feliciano squinted at the clock face for a moment, jerked up, squealing as he saw the time. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Luddy!" He jumped up and ran to his dresser, searching for new clothes.

"I-I'll…. Er…. Go wait in the living room," Ludwig mumbled as he quickly left the room and shut the door.

"Y'u're to' d'mn l'ud!" Lovino whined then buried his face in Feliciano's pillow.

Feliciano turned to his twin then. He frowned, then stomped over and pulled him off the bed. "Why didn't you wake me up?! You said you would!"

Lovino blinked and blankly stared at Feliciano for a few seconds with his glassy eyes then looked around the room. "….. this isn't m' ro'm….."

"No, it's my room. And you didn't wake me up like I asked you to! Lovi, everyone is arriving and nothing is ready!"

Lovino still stared at him before rubbing his eyes and yawning, "….. Wh'n d'd y'u ask m'…..?"

"WHEN WE BOTH WOKE UP THIS MORNING!"

Completely unbothered by his brother's yelling, Lovino continued rubbing his eyes. "Too t'red d'mmit….."

"Are you kidding me?!" Feliciano shrieked. "I don't ask you for ANYTHING, EVER! Why couldn't you do this ONE thing for me?!"

"Y'u ask f'r p'st'…. 'nd b'nn'es….. th'se t'o d'mmit…."

Downstairs, the group looked up at the ceiling when they heard the sounds of Feliciano yelling, something the younger Italian didn't do very often.

"Ludwig, do you think maybe you should go back up and make sure he's alright?" Gilbert asked.

Ludwig glanced over at him, then stood up and headed for the stairs, but not before glancing at Antonio. "You should go too, Antonio. Lovino is acting… very strangely…."

Worriedly, Antonio nodded and stood up, setting his turtle down on an armchair gently, then followed Ludwig upstairs.

When he reached the room, Ludwig glanced at Antonio before knocking on the door. "Er… may we come in?"

There was a frustrated scream, then Feliciano threw open the door, nearly hitting Antonio. He stormed past the two, still not dressed, growling angrily as he headed towards the bathroom.

Antonio dodged the door, his eyes wide. "You, uh, better go after him…. I'll check on Lovi."

Ludwig swallowed, then nodded before headed after the Italian.

A second later, Lovino staggered out of the room and bumped into Antonio, then yawned and hugged him. "F'li 's m'd….." he slurred and buried his face.

Antonio blinked in surprise. He hugged Lovino gently, feeling his forehead. "Querido, are you okay?"

"….. sl'epy….."

"Are you sick?"

Lovino sluggishly shook his head. "….. sl'epy….." he repeated.

"Why? Did you stay up all night? Do you want to go to bed?"

"W'nna g' to N'rn'a….."

The Spaniard looked at him in confusion. "W-Wait, what?"

"I w'nn' me't a un'corn….." Lovino mumbled and nuzzled against Antonio.

Antonio stared at Lovino blankly. "A… unicorn…?"

Lovino yawned and nodded. "Is sh'ny….."

"What's shiny, love?" Antonio asked.

"Th' un'corn….."

"Do you want to tell me about your unicorn, Lovi?"

Lovino yawned and shook his head as he pulled away then staggered down the hallway towards the bathroom.

Feliciano went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, taking deep breaths to try and calm down. Today was going to be fun, goddammit. It was going to be fun and happy and he would make sure this happened if it killed him.

Ludwig stood in front of the bathroom door, then, after a pause, knocked. "Feliciano….?"

"What?" The Italian demanded, sounding far more snappish than he meant to.

"Are…. Are you alright…?"

There was a moment of silence, then the door clicked open and Feliciano looked out, a strained smile on his face. "Fine, I'm fine," he said, his voice unusually high pitched, cracking halfway through.

"Are…. Are you sure?" Ludwig asked. "Er… what happened with your brother….? You seemed upset about it…"

"I'm. Fine," Feliciano ground out. "Just wait there while I get ready." He shut the door before Ludwig could answer then, sighing as he leaned back against the counter. Something hit his hip and fell over. Curiously, he looked it over. "Pill bottle….?" He picked it up and looked at the label. "Benadryl….?" After a moment, his eyes widened in realization. "Oh god…."

Hearing the Italian's tone, Ludwig knocked on the door again. "Feliciano? Did something happened? What's wrong?"

The door opened and Feliciano came out, holding the bottle. He showed it to Ludwig. "This is what Lovi took. I think he was trying to take ibuprofen."

Ludwig frowned as he took it and looked it over. "I see…. We better go back and tell Antonio this… he's with him now…."

Feliciano nodded. "Oh, wait, I should get dressed," he said. He pulled Ludwig down and kissed him, then disappeared back into the bathroom.

Ludwig blushed and nodded, waiting.

A couple of minutes later, Feliciano exited the bathroom, fully dressed. He smiled at Ludwig, then hugged him tightly, wanted to get a little cuddling in before his twin would wake up and prohibit all forms of touching, including, for the most part, even looking at each other.

"I-I'm sorry about before…." Ludwig stuttered. "With your room…."

"Why?" Feliciano asked.

Ludwig opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when he saw Lovino come staggering up to them and slump against Feliciano's back. "Sl'epy, d'mmit….."

Feliciano's face gave Ludwig a perfect view of seeing someone's heart break as their moment was stolen, though the Italian's voice gave nothing away as he replied. "Maybe you should go to bed, fratello."

"No…. w'sn't t'red th's m'rning d'mmit…." Lovino answered and he buried his face again. "Wh't th' h'll is g'ing 'n….?"

"Meds. I think you took the wrong ones." An idea occurred to the younger brother then and he said, slowly, "Hey, Lovi? Can you go be with Toni so I can cuddle with Ludwig?" He crossed his fingers, placing all of his hopes into the possibility that his twin was too tired to actually understand what he was asking for.

Lovino blinked, then yawned and rubbed his eyes as he nodded and wandered off to go find Antonio again.

"Er… Lovino?" Ludwig called out to him. "When you see Antonio can you tell him that you took benadryl instead of ibuprofen?"

Lovino nodded and waved them off, then disappeared around the corner.

Feliciano watch for a moment, holding his breath. When Lovino didn't come storming back, he squealed in excitement and jumped into Ludwig's arms, planting happy kisses all over the German vampire's face.

Ludwig gently made Feliciano stop, then kissed him on the lips and pulled him close.

The werewolf blushed brightly, then happily accepted this, melting into his boyfriend's arms.

After a few moments, Ludwig pulled away. "That… That felt nice…."

Feliciano giggled shyly and nodded, nuzzling him in delight. "Si~. You see why I always wanna kiss you~," he cooed.

"J-Ja….." Ludwig nodded, trying to will the blush away. "We… we should go somewhere else… we're right in the middle of the hallway… and... we should tell the others that you're alright now…."

Feliciano looked up at him with sparkling eyes. "Can we just stay here a bit longer?" he requested. "I want some more cuddles, please."

Ludwig blushed at that and nodded.

"Yay~!" Feliciano cheered, nuzzling his face into Ludwig's chest joyfully, wrapped his arms as far as he could around his boyfriend's torso. Bliss radiated from him and the small Italian could not have been happier in that moment.

Back with Lovino, the Italian wandered down the hall before bumping into Antonio's back and stumbling.

Antonio turned and quickly caught him before he could fall. "Are you alright, tomate?"

Lovino nodded and yawned. "P't'to s'ys I t'ok ben'dryl inst'ad 'f ibupro'f'n….."

Antonio nodded in understanding. "I see. Yep, that makes sense."

"D'n't f'ck'ng g't it…"

Antonio held him close, kissing his forehead. "Don't worry, sleepy head. I got you."

Lovino sleepily nodded and nuzzled close.

Antonio smiled, finding this situation adorable, though he knew Lovino would be upset and curse later. For now though, his sleepy, cute Italian needed him, so he was going to be there.

"W'nna d'mn t'm'to….. y'u b'st'rd….." Lovino quietly murmured.

Smiling and quietly cooing at how precious Lovino was, the Spaniard carefully scooped him up and began to head towards the stairs to go down to the kitchen.

When he saw them coming, Francis chuckled, then made Gilbert look over too. "Aww~~. Aren't they adorable~~?"

Smirking, the albino walked over to them. "Letting yourself be princess carried I see," he said. "You comfortable?"

Lovino sluggishly turned his head towards Gilbert, stared at him then pointed at the vampire. "F'iry."

Two thirds of the trio stopped and looked at Lovino in shock, not having expected that answer, or that word in general, to ever come out of Lovino's mouth. Everything was quiet for a moment, then Antonio and Francis burst out laughing.

Lovino blankly watched them for a few seconds, then yawned and buried his face again.

"O-Oh my~. What on earth is this, Toni~?" Francis laughed.

Antonio waved him off, enjoying the snuggles he was getting. "He's just sleepy is all," he said.

Pouting at not getting an answer, Francis turned his sights on Gilbert instead. "So… Gilbert… or should I call you 'Tinkerbell'~?"

"Francis, I swear to god I will punch you in the dick if you ever mention this to anyone," Gilbert threatened.

"Oh poo…. You're so mean to me~!"

"D'wn…." Lovino slurred as he tried to pull away.

"Nuh uh. No way. You'll hurt yourself." Antonio carried him into the kitchen, going to the fruit bowl on the counter.

Lovino pouted and sleepily glared, crossing his arms in defiance.

"Cutie~." Antonio kissed him gently, then handed him one of the desired fruits.

The Italian awkwardly took it and bit into it, slowly munching it as he started trying to slip out of Antonio's arms.

Antonio held him close, happy to be cuddling with Lovino, even if the other wasn't very receptive to it. He was just so cute~!

Lovino paused, then glanced back at Antonio. He looked down at the tomato before gently pressing it against Antonio's lips. "…Sh're…."

Antonio's eyes widened, then began to glitter with happiness as he took a bite of the fruit, humming in delight at the yummy taste.. "Gracias querido~."

Lovino nodded and yawned as he snuggled closer and closed his eyes.

Antonio squealed softly, cuddling him.

"…. Sl'epy….."

"You can sleep if you want to."

"B't….. F'li….."

"He'll be okay. I promise."

Lovino shook his head no and forced his eyes open. "N'…."

Before anyone could say another word, the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of the rest of their friends.