Yay! It's a museum chapter! I haven't been to this museum for over a year, so I'm sorry if all the details are wrong. I'm going to try my best.

Oh! Another thing! I'm not sure if I mentioned this before, but I'm going to try to have the school music festival/talent show near the finals of the Eurovision Song Contest 2015. Wish me luck, 'cause I have a lot to add in.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, or the museum. Or magazines. Sorry. I also hope I don't offend anyone with the Ganesh statue.

"We should go to the Contemporary art section first!" Lizzy exclaimed as she slung her over-large backpack over her left shoulder. (How was that even allowed in the galleries? How the hell was she going to carry that around for hours?). Leave Lizzy to love the craziest artwork. Her parents are natural weirdos (I see where the genes come from), always painting their kitchen ceiling in the style of Picasso's blue period.

Kiku raised his hand, which was completely unnecessary since we weren't in a school situation...oh wait, yeah we were. Maybe that was a good idea. "Elizabeta-Chan, we have children in our midst. I don't think that section is very appropriate."

(Cue Tino mumbling about how he's only a year younger.)

"Kiku, darling!" Lizzy was twirling her caramel colored hair around her finger. "It's not that bad. We don't have kids with us that are under the age of ten! All they show is..."

Tino slapped his hand over her mouth. "Not. Another. Word."

Lizzy just batted his hand away. "God, no need to get physical! I just thought it'd be fun to see some violent art work."

Feli giggled and nodded. Apparently everyone knew what they were talking about except for me. Yay. I had achieved Feli mode and I wasn't even Feli.

Where was Antonio? Yes, he was breathing down my neck, which honestly creeped me out, but I mean...well...Mentally. There the bastard was, twiddling his thumbs and glancing around the art gallery. Was his head in the clouds? Shouldn't he have been breaking up the fight and taking control of the situation like a good se...

Oh god, Lizzy had too much influence over me. Yaoi magazine after yaoi magazine had been thrown at me for me to read. Articles from Cosmopolitan filled my mailbox. Why couldn't she give it a rest? A hot, sexy, Spanish high school teacher would never be into me, even if I used the wildest flirting tips. That just wasn't the way things rolled. I was just too...vulgar. And that wasn't something I could just change after trying to fall into the swing of it for years. Maybe if I hadn't tried to fall into the delinquent box I'd have a significant other by now. Maybe I'd be fine. Maybe I wouldn't have a knife up my sleeve every time I'm alone. Maybe...

Maybe I should just enjoy life like I had five minutes ago.

I had friends and a good life. I wasn't living on the streets like Kiku almost was. But even he seemed more content with his life than I ever would. What was wrong with me? Was I just selfish? Did I just expect too much from this world?

It was this world that took your mother.

I froze. That was it. That was the reason.

But her death wasn't even that life changing. It wasn't like I cried every day because I missed her so much. It's not like it affected my social life...

...Or did it?

"Hey Lovi ~!" I almost shrieked. Antonio had his freaking hand on my shoulder. Concern crossed his perfect features and I quickly looked away. "You okay~? You looked like you were upset about something."

Oh fuck my life. Now Mr. Perfect Tomato was worried about my shit again. What had I gotten myself into?

"Yeah...I'm fine." I answered lamely. But hey, I wasn't and I'm sure everyone knew it. Even my stupid little brother and the damn clueless teacher in front of me could tell.

"Hey, Lovino~?"

I forced myself to look up at him. "What?"

"You should take up my offer. If you have something on your mind, you can always come talk to me~! That's what I'm here for ~!" His idiotic, but adorable smile almost caused me to cough up my heart.

"Yeah thanks. I don't need your help." I muttered, trying and failing to keep the wine stain off my cheeks.

Yeah, I can here the fangirls wailing in the background.

But hey, am I just supposed to say? Oh yes sir! I just need to confess that I have a huge schoolgirl crush on you! No fucking way! How could I say that without making him feel uncomfortable? Like, c'mon! We were sharing a room - with a ton of other people, but still!

You know what? I couldn't waste my time on that kind of shit anyways.

Meanwhile, a fight had started. I have no idea how something this crazy had started without me noticing, but since I'm talking about the insane trio, it's possible.

"I'm raising a valid point, here!" Tino was shouting at Lizzy, somehow managing to keep the museum guards off him. Maybe it was that murderous black aura coming off him, or the fact that he had somehow managed to carry a pair of scissors into the gallery.

Or maybe it was Lizzy, who was brandishing her giant notepad and screaming nonsensical threats like: "I might as well rip Ganesh off his pedestal and throw it at you!"

"Um, guys..." Kiku cut in tentatively. "Can we not...?"

"SHUT UP KIKU!" Yep, Lizzy was making the museum guards nervous. Great, we were definitely going to get kicked out and butchered.

"If we're still fighting over what exhibit to go to first, I'm voting for the American art~!"

Everyone immediately shut up. Antonio has charismatic speech, even if everything that comes out of his mouth is ridiculous.

"No way in hell." I muttered under my breath. American art sucks. Seriously, I'd rather see loads of hentai than American art.

Antonio stared at me for a long time - So long that I was sure I was burning up. Did I say something offensive? I couldn't read his expression at all, but he was staring at me so intensely..The cons of loving an enigma.

"Well I quite like American art, but if you don't like it do you have any other suggestions~?"

Well that was unexpected.

"Oh~! Oh~!" I wondered if the guards were equally freaked out by fourteen-year-old Feli jumping up and down like a toddler. "There's an Italian Renaissance section upstairs! Can we go~? Please~?!"

His puppy eyes could tame a rhino.

"That sounds great, Feli!"

"That sounds interesting..."

"I guess that's fine..."

"Fuck this shit, I don't care."

(I bet you know who said what.)

Antonio flashed a brilliant smile. "It's settled then~! Upstairs we go~!"

Okay, well that was a rushed chapter...Sorry about that ^^'

I'm debating whether I should add the Italian Renaissance Room chapter, because I haven't been to Boston for so long, I'd probably mess it up...Opinions please?

Oh! I've also been thinking of doing character profiles in between chapters. Just some random headcanons for this AU, fun facts, etc. I'd like your opinion on that too.

Thanks! See in the next chappy! :D