"You have to keep an eye on him.Who knows what that psycho is planning."2p!Romano,Flavio,said once Allen sought advice.

"Good idea."he nodded.

Sometimes being with this gaysh1t isn't that bad,since he can think rationally.Allen can admit that he himself is too hard-headed to even talk to anyone normally.

"So...pushing aside Oliver do you want me to pick out some fancy clothes for you?I just know the perfect outfit for your tanned muscular build!"he clapped
like a seal.

Gay.

Sh1ts.

Fashionistas are gay.

"I could just hit your pretty ugly face with my bat if you don't stop talking,"

Flavio pretended he was soo hurt,dramatically clutching his blonde hair while shedding crocodile tears.

"How could you!?I was nice all the time and that's how you repay me?Uwaaahhh I'm just concerned about your looks!You should be actually thankful but because you're not I'm going to--"

"Going to what?"Allen cut him off."Tell this to your tomato bastard hero?"and he was referring to 2p!Spain.

"Yeah."he sniffed.

"Gosh I'm so scared,"he sarcastically said as he plopped down on Flavio's couch.

Later,he would force himself into the British's house.

***

And speaking of the British gentleman,

He was in his kitchen,baking a cake for (Y/n).

It's the most tastiest and beautiful cake in the whole planet,he was sure of it 'cuz he said so.

He smiled as he hummed a tune during the process.Once all finished,he put the cake inside a (f/c) and white box and sealed it with a pretty red ribbon on top.Which is cute.

He soon headed to your house,passed your gates and knocked on the front door.

"(Y/n)?It's me,Oliver."

She'll love me more than anything else once she tasted this heavenly treat and then I could officially make her mine.

He waited patiently,and when the door opened he was all smiles--but he frowned when it's not you who opened the door.

"Uh...may I know who you are?"

"Good morning,i'm Oliver Kirkland,(Y/n)'s friend.Is she here?"

"Umm no...she left awhile ago."

Oliver looked down his feet as his stomach dropped in disappointment.

"Oh well...I think I will just go.Please tell her I dropped by to give her this."and he handed her the box of cake,which she accepted.

"Dear,a friend of (Y/n),you say?"

Oliver looked up and saw the woman smirking at him.

"Come in.I'm her mother."

Her...mother?

Oliver smiled brightly as he accepted her offer.

This is great.I would have the chance to meet her family,and once we become close I will have their blessings almost immediately.

***

Italy suddenly hugged you,which you returned happily.

"I can't-a believe you're Pangaea! It-a must be fate that we met at the street!"

You just giggled.

((A/n:if you remember,some of Germany's 'V's' on his sentences are actually 'W's'.And Italy always has a '-A' at the end of some word which actually mean nothing but his accent.))

"Vait,you two know each other?"

You turned to the asking man with a muscular build and combed back blonde hair which looked kinda intimidating.

You pulled back and nodded.

"Anyways,"Japan coughed to catch all of your attention,"This is Italy--"

"Ve~"Italy said happily.

"--and this is Germany."he said as he motioned.

"G-Guten Tag..."Germany nodded to you.

"Hello..."

"As you can see,the new Pangaea here is mother Pangaea's granddaughter.She doesn't have any experience in fighting so she needs our help."

"So you're saying you want to have training with us?"Germany questioned.

"Yeah."you smiled.

"YAY!!!THEN IT WILL-A BE FUN,EH?"Italy twirled around.

"Are you sure?"Germany frowned at you.

You gulped.Why is he making sure?Is this...kinda like suicide?Your mind started to yell run,but you need to push your fears aside.So with a gulp,you nodded.

***

Once he entered,your mother led him to the dining table,where your father and sibling are.

They looked up from their plate and eyed him,confused.

"Who's that?"(S/n) asked.

"Oliver,your sister's friend."she giggled."He brought cake,and so I decided to invite him for breakfast."

"Cake?Why?"your father questioned while he threw Oliver an accusing look.

"Clearly he's her friend,duh,"(S/n) shrugged.(He/She) smiled at Oliver and tapped the sit next to (him/her)."Here."

"Thank you,"Oliver complied and sat down.

"Tell me...about yourself?"your dad interrogated.

"I'm British,and I'm here for vacation."

"Woah,so that means you're rich?"(S/n) gasped as (he/she) slowly reached out for the box of cake.

"I guess you can say that."Oliver smiled shyly.

Your mother and father looked at each other with wide-eyes.

"Y-You can eat breakfast with us."Your father said.

"Ah,no thank you but--"

"No need to be shy!"your mother chirped as she went to get a plate and utensils.

Your father noticed (S/n) slowly getting a handful of cake,so before (he/she) could do so,he slapped (his/her) hand away.

"Ow!"(S/n) whimpered."And I thought I could get away unnoticed!"

"That's for your sister."

Oliver chuckled while shaking his head slowly.

"No,it's okay."

Your father and (S/n) looked at him in surprise.

"Are you sure?"your father asked.

"He said okay!!!"(S/n) groaned impatiently."Thanks future brother-in-law,"

"WHAT?!"your father and your mother who had just arrived with a plate full of pancakes barked.

Oliver secretly smirked.

"Nothing!"and (S/n) stuffed (his/her) face with cake."Oh my gawd thish ish sho delicious!"

"Really?Thanks."I know right.

"Let me get a taste of that!"

And then your parents also dived in after your mother put his plate in front of him.

It's a shame (Y/n) can't taste the cake before she gets home but oh well--it's her family anyway.I'll just bake her another one.

"You're a good baker."Your father complimented him."And I believe this cake is hard to make?"

"Yeah.You should come more often!"Your mother smiled sweetly.

"So...where's (Y/n)?"Oliver asked.

"A friend of hers named Kiku fetched her for exercise."(S/n) said before drinking (his/her) glass of milk.

Oliver paled and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"A male?"

"A male.I kinda wondered when and how did she get a lot of male friends--ow!"your father was cut off by your mother whacking him on the head before shooting an apologetic smile towards Oliver.She knows that the male has feelings for you,and she wouldn't want him to be jealous.

Oliver went dead silent all the time.

***

The three of you lined up.

"Count!"Germany barked.

"Uno!"Italy saluted.

"Ni."Japan saluted.

"Three!"you also saluted,imitating them.

"Okay so what do you do when you came across an enemy unarmed?"Germany asked.

Oh yeah.I did earlier.You smirked.

"As a true Italian,i-a run as fast as I can away to escape."

Germany gave him a glare,which made him shudder.

"I wirr use my martiar arts skirrs on him."Japan answered which seemed to satisfy Germany.

My turn.

"I will do whatever my instincts tell me"

That almost saved me from danger if it wasn't for the two others who showed up.

"That answer is not making any sense,"Germany glared at you.

"Oh no!He's-a gonna say it!He's-a gonna say it!!!"Italy clutched your arm in panic.

"Say what?"you frowned at him.

"Do seventeen laps nonstop,the both of you."

"What!?"you widened your eyes.Italy pouted.

You shot Japan a help me! look but he only smiled apologetically in response.

***