Feliciano approached the door of his home with a dreamy sort of smile on his face. He hummed softly to himself as he walked, very pleased. He was a big startled when a deep voice interrupted his happy thoughts.

"So I take it you talked to Spain?" Ludwig asked casually from the steps.

"Eh?" The redhead looked around. "Oh hi Ludwig! Yes I did talk to Spain," he grinned, pulling out his gun and pretending to shoot.

Ludwig's eyes went wide. "Feli! You took a gun?"

The Italian giggled at the blond's reaction. "Luddy, it's not even loaded, see?" he demonstrated by pulling the trigger. "Besides, you know a country can't die from being shot!" he said airily, as if he were just speaking of the weather.

Ludwig considered this for a moment. "...Hey. Does Spain know that?" he asked suspiciously.

Feliciano giggled. "He really should, but he didn't seem to! Isn't that funny?"

The big German snorted. "Feli, that was mean."

The other smiled and placed himself happily on his lap. "No. It was persuasion. There's a difference." He laughed a bit and leaned into Ludwig's chest. "So I'm guessing they made up?" he asked, knowing the answer.

The larger man grimaced. "Yeah. I left the house pretty early. The got loud."

Feliciano laughed aloud at this. "They always are!" he grinned.

"Yeah well I didn't feel like hearing it."

"...I wonder if Lovi's going to be able to walk tomorrow?" the Italian wondered. Ludwig just shrugged, not wanting to think about it. "Well, I should call Gilbert."

"Why are you calling Gilbert?"

"Because he asked me to let him know when they worked it out."

"Oh... He really does love butting into other people's business, doesn't he?"

"He sure does," Feliciano said cheerily as his portable rang.

"The Awesome Prussia here. Who is this?"

"Hi Gilbert! It's Italy!"

"Ah~ Feli! What awesome news have you brought me?"

"You owe me twenty euros."

"Aww, you gotta be kiddin'!"

"Nope. They're here at my house. Spain broke first."

"What did you do...?" Gilbert asked suspiciously.

"I talked to him." Feliciano answered slyly.

"Cheater. Fine. Twenty euros. I'll give it to you... some other time. Gotta go, bye!" With that, the line went dead.

"Did you two really bet on who would break first?"

"Si. And I won."

"You really are horrible, Feli," Ludwig said affectionately, wrapping his arms around the other.

"No. I just know Lovino better than Prussia does," he laughed. They sat in silence for a few minutes until they heard Lovino cursing very loudly in Italian from inside the house. "...So do you wanna go to dinner?"

"Yeah, let's do that," Ludwig replied immediately, standing up and hurriedly walking off toward his car.

Yeah, I think that's the end of this one. I was thinking that the next sequel be GerIta and start out at the dinner that they just mentioned. What say you? Write it in the reviews! (And anything else you have to say) Later guys!