NO. HELL FUCKING NO. ENCHANTED WAS AN OWL CITY SONG FIRST, BUT HE GAVE IT TO TAYLOR SWIFT BECAUSE HE HAD/HAS A CRUSH ON HER. LEGALLY, IT IS A TAYLOR SWIFT SONF, BUT TO ME, ADAM SANG IT BETTER.
i'm sorry, but I had to point thay out.
//hope i didn't piss you off
Antonio pulled away and grinned. "Whatever. I believe you could take him~!"
xD
it's having a drink at the bar with a few of its friends. so pretty much, yes. xD
"No, we'd still argue." Arthur slightly moved away, a bit uncomfortable with closeness. "Eh, yeah, what do you want to do?"
Mathias sighed, sitting by himself in the bed. He just needed a few seconds to himself, after snuggling with Lukas all night. The Dane stood jogging downstairs to the living room. "Sorry. I was...thinking."
Berwald watched the smaller huddle next to him, face as blank as ever. He...seems to be used to me...for the moment at least. "Comfortable?"
"Fine. A little restless and bored, but fine." The Brit seemed to brighten up a bit, looking over at the Frenchman. "I haven't talked to them in a few days, actually. "
I just thought of something
a minute ago I was listening to a song that happened to be in spanish, & then I though of toni singing along & dancing as he was making lunch & lovi standing in the door way like"wtf?"
we should totally do that. xD
"I'm sure they'd like a visit. Sure."
Gilbert grunted and flipped on the switch for the radio, finding a station. Right now, all he wanted to do was relax. Apparently the universe disagreed, but the albino was definitely heading straight to bed when they got home.
/few minutes later
Gilbert pushed open the door to the house, immediately storming up to the bedroom. He threw himself onto the blankets, a muffled yell of frustration and anger emitting from him. If this is how it's going to be, Alex will have to stay with someone else during World Conferences!
/next day
Antonio had woken up around 11:00 the next day. He'd stayed in his bed with his eyes closed for a while, but of course, he was wide awake. The Spaniard slipped into the kitchen, deciding that he'd make lunch in case Lovino woke up. He took out a pan from the counter, setting it on the stove. With a smirk, he shuffled to the radio sitting the corner of the room and flipped it on, going back to the stove. Almost as if he couldn't help himself, Toni swayed to the music where he stood, literally dancing over to the fridge to get the ingrediants needed.
"You can beat Francis with in an inch of his pathetic life for me," The Prussian growled, raising his head. "And then bury him alive and throw a dance party on his grave."
"Mi amor, que es una maravilla -- oh." Antonio caught sight of the Italian out of the corner, going red. "Hi, Lovi~" He stepped away from the fridge with an armful of stuff, kicking the door closed. "I was just making lunch~!"
"A kiss would be nice~" He smirked, turning to face Elizaveta. "Kisses always make me feel better~"
"I'm fine," Gilbert leaned down and rested his forehead against the smooth, cool surface of the table. "I'm fine. I'm just worried and nervous."
"Just pasta. I can make something else if you don't want any." The Spaniard glanced over his shoulder at Lovino, embarrassment churning in his stomach. Heheh...oh well, I guess everyone gets caught doing something stupid sometime~ "I'm sorry if I woke you~"
"Yep. But something tells me you can do a bit better than that..."
nuuu
will you be back?
"I dunno." The Prussian shrugged, sighing. "Ludwig might go balistic on both of us."
A while later, Antonio had finished lunch. He brought out a plate for Lovino and sat down beside his friend, watching the game blaring on the tv. "I hope it's as good as the last batch~ Ita-chan wasn't here to help this time~"
"That's comforting." Gilbert mumbled, frowning. "Considering you'll probably be hitting me with that death weapon more than Ludwig."
you did
Toni smirked at his friend's anger, chuckling. "Better luck next time, Lovino~"
"But honestly," The Prussian stood and shuffled over to the Hungarian, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "If I deserve it, no mercy, babe." He gently kissed her jawline and pulled away. "If you're done with the dishes, I'm gonna go take a shower."
Gilbert nodded, a small sigh escaping him. I hope nothing really bad happens while we're there. I know Eliza's strong, but...she worries me, with all the risks she takes. The Prussian kissed the top of Elizaveta's head, running a hand through his hair. "Hey...be careful. Ludwig could easily turn on you and...injure you. Don't push yourself into the middle of our fight. You're my whole world, and it would kill me if something happened to you."
should that happen? >3
