I feel like Jack Torrance; this story seems something akin to his masterpiece "All Work and No Play Makes Jack a Dull Boy".

All Stephen King puns aside, Halloween's coming up, so I thought I'd make a Halloween chapter.

Just a little update - If you're perhaps looking for a darker fanfiction, I have an ongoing Spamano series called Ikanaide, so you can check it out if you're into that!

With love and cookies,

MysticalMyosotis

We're socially disabled, so we'll watch horror movies.

Kiku walked into the club room, adjusting his skirt with one hand and holding dvds in the other. "Kon'nichiwa, min'na." He sat next to Feliciano, who was curled up next to Ludwig. Antonio and Lovino were on the other side, surprisingly letting Antonio wrap an arm around him. The Spaniard saw the movies and gasped, reaching for them.

"Horror movies!" Antonio beamed, sifting through them. "Me encantan las películas de terror!" He showed them to Lovino, who was pale. "H-Horror?!" He whimpered, knees going weak. Antonio laughed, hugging him tighter and leaning down next to his ear.

"Aww, is Mi Tomate scared~?" He whispered seductively, nibbling his ear. "It's ok, Toni will protect you from the monsters…" Lovino shivered, pushing Antonio away. "Q-Quit it, Tomato Bastard!"

Their conversation was cut short by Feliciano; his eyes were lit up with excitement. "I love horror movies! We should watch them today! What do you think, Luddy?" Feliciano looked over to the beefy German, who nodded with a blank look on his face. Kiku smiled warmly, nodding. "Which one do you all want to watch?"

Antonio picked out The Shining, a pleading look on his face, akin to a puppy's. Feliciano nodded as Kiku put it in, starting the movie.

"EW! CHE DIAVOLO?" Lovino screeched, seeing the naked woman rotting around the end of the movie. He held onto Antonio's arm tightly, shaking in fear. Antonio laughed, petting the Italian's hair while avoiding his curl. "Shh...It's ok, Mi Tomate…" He mumbled, hugging him tight and smirking when Lovino buried his face into his chest.

Kiku held his phone tight, Alfred on his screen. The picture of Alfred had a scared look on its face, probably to express what the Japanese boy was feeling.

Ludwig was making noises that showed his confusion. He didn't quite get the movie. "Redrum…? What's that supposed to mean…?" Feliciano pouted, hating the fact that he wasn't the center of Ludwig's attention. He'd punish him later for that. For now, though, he made do with some more hair samples.

Lovino heard the door creak open and screamed, throwing a tomato at the door. "CHIGIIIII!" He whimpered, shaking and shivering as he held Antonio tighter. Antonio stood up, holding Lovino close to his chest as he walked over to the door, grabbing a bat that was conveniently on the side wall.

"Er, why do we have a bat in here?" Ludwig asked curiously. Feliciano shrugged. "I think this was a storage room a while back…"

Antonio stood in front of Lovino, ready to impress him. He opened the door and immediately met two red eyes, screeching and bashing the creature in the head with the baseball bat. Lovino cheered for Antonio, not noticing Ludwig coming up behind him with a whimper. "B-Bruder!" The two looked up to him, eyes wide.

"B-Brother…?!"

….

The albino woke up on the couch, seeing his brother and some unfamiliar faces; Feliciano and Kiku were next to the German. Lovino and Antonio were sent into the newly established "Time Out" corner - made especially for tomato-throwing Italians and bat-bashing Spaniards.

"Gilbert!" Ludwig sighed in relief. "Are you alright?" The older man looked around, sitting up and rubbing his head with a groan. "Ow...West, what happened…?!" Ludwig sighed, giving Lovino and Antonio an icy glare. "They hit you with tomatoes and a baseball bat."

"Lo siento…" Antonio mumbled. Lovino pouted, looking away. "Whatever. He shouldn't have been such a damn creep…" He grumbled. Ludwig growled, hitting him upside the head with a newspaper. Lovino whimpered, looking up to him with a bigger frown. "I'm not a damn dog!" He spat.

Feliciano rolled his eyes, giving Gilbert a glass of water with a sympathetic smile. "Sorry. Lovi's just a bit insensitive." Gilbert blushed darkly, taking the water and mumbling a thank you. Feliciano sat next to him, smiling brighter. "I'm Feliciano Vargas. Do you go to this school?"

Gilbert nodded, face red. "J-Ja! I'm a senior." His eyes suddenly widened. "Oh, right! West, I came looking for Gilbird. You see him anywhere?" Ludwig nodded, taking the sleeping bird out of his pocket. The fluffy, yellow bird woke up and flew over to the albino, sitting on his shoulder. Gilbert smiled warmly, standing up. "Thanks, bro. Um...what is this place anyway? You aren't a harem leader, are you…?"

"B-BRUDER!"

Feliciano giggled. "Actually, this is a club." Gilbert gasped, smiling brightly. "Well then, I am officially a member of the club! No ifs or buts! I won't take no for an answe-OW! SCHEISSE!" He looked over to Antonio, who had hit him with the bat again. "What was that for, you ass?!" He hissed.

"Accident or not, you still scared Mi Tomate." Antonio hissed. "This will not be forgive-" He was suddenly silenced by Lovino's lips, who kissed him gently while holding a thumbs up to Gilbert behind Antonio's back. He pulled away slowly, biting his lip with a light blush. "P-Please don't be mad at him, Toni…" Antonio's face lit up like a Christmas tree as he nodded feverishly, following Lovino out like a lost puppy.

Gilbert arched an eyebrow, confused. "Um…" Ludwig and Feliciano blushed lightly, seeing the photos Kiku had taken. The Japanese boy smirked, running to the computer to photoshop the pictures.

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