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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia

Gilbert's eyes met Matthew's, "Go get dressed while the bathroom's open, ja?"

Matthew nodded silently, his eyes still wide as saucers. After the door had shut to the bathroom Ludwig's eyes snapped open.

"He might be a problem, bruder."

"Vest, it's too awesomely early in the morgen to talk about that. Sides if it's really a problem we'll just bring him along."

"Along," Ludwig's eyes narrowed, "As in another month of planning?" Gilbert ignored the question, searching for something in the back of his sock drawer. "Bruder? You can't just ignore zee question!"

"But, Zher isn't one Vest." At this moment Matthew walked out of the bathroom in the clothes he was wearing yesterday. Gilbert grinned, holding the gray cloth he had procured out of the drawer, capping it onto Matthew's head. "Vell ve vill get breakfast, und you can have fun vith your LOVE MONKEY!" Gilbert shouted the last bit as they had exited D-3 at a full on sprint, with Matthew being trailed behind from the hand.

Gilbert and Matthew didn't stop till they were outside of the cafeteria. "Keseseesses!" Gilbert cackled, bending over laughing. Matthew stood there for a second till he joined Gilbert, only in silent peals of giggles. If someone were to look at him, they would think he was sobbing, yet Gilbert still saw it as laughter. "ZHAT, mein birdie vas priceless! Did you see his face?" Matthew nodded remembering the bright pink Ludwig had turned, and the look of confusion. The whole hall must have heard that! He mouthed to the Prussian. The cackling stopped and Gilbert looked straight into Matthew's eyes, "Sorry, mein birdie vhatcha saying?"

Matthew mouthed the words over and over till Gilbert gave up shaking his head. "Ve better get breakfast before Vest comes down." Gilbert said breaking the concentrated silence. They walked onto the dimly lit linoleum floor, and almost separated immediately by a blur of auburn hair, who knocked Matthew aside, and on to the floor. Matthew blinked and began to right himself when another person ran through him yelling after the first one.

"LLLOVVVII! WAIT!"

"OI, Toni, watch where you are going!" Gilbert said after the man. Toni stopped and looked back at Gil.

"LO SIENTO!" Toni yelled back then fully disappeared behind the doors of the cafeteria. Matthew stood up cautiously, as Gil made his way toward the disheveled Canadian.

"That was mein friend Toni und the one before was his … it's complicated, but his name is Lovino. He's Feli's bruder." Gilbert explained. Gilbert dragged them both in line, his arm around Matthew's shoulders. "Feli is Vest's love monkey." Matthew grinned, chuckling internally. People pushed up against them, holding their food close to their chests. Mathew froze as he was pressed into the leather holster under the cloth of Gil's jacket. They moved forward, Gilbert's face remained impassive while Matthew became more and distressed about the gun. It was pressed into his side through the clothing. He grabbed at Gilbert, trying to gain the Prussian's attention. Gilbert loosened his grip slightly, but his face remained the same as if nothing had transpired.

They pushed their way to the front, or really Gilbert pushed forward and Matthew held on not wanting to be lost in the masses. Gilbert gave the cashier four slips of orange paper; they shoved their way back down the line.

Gilbert said nothing as they walked down the corridors. Matthew hugged the bags of food tightly to his chest, wishing for Kuma, wishing he knew when later was, and wishing for gran to be in their dorm with maple syrup and pancakes. He was scared, he wish Gilbert would say something, he wished he could break this tensed silence. Gilbert's arm fell from Matthew's shoulders as they entered D-3.

The beds had been made impeccably tidy, and a card table had been moved in between them. Gilbert put the bags of food on the table, prying them from Matthew's death hold. Feli came out of the bathroom shirtless with a towel hanging from his head.

"Ah! A Gil you brought a the food~" the italian sang out as he sat down in the bunk. There was a crash from the bathroom as a red tomato like Lovino came out with a laughing Antonio.

"What the Hell you bastard!"

"But Lovi~ you do! You look like a tomate!" Antonio kept on laughing as Lovino seemed to turn another shade redder. Ludwig then came from the closet sighing.

"You just do not know how to be quiet do you?"