After that whole mega awkward experience this morning; you decide to go down stairs with Feliciano into the kitchen to get something to eat. As you both walked down the stairs you intensely studied the craftsmanship of the wooden staircase's handrails with your hand wrapping around every detailed hole and bump. You took in your surroundings even more, last night you never noticed how beautiful the whole building was, escaping seemed to be your only thought then, but now you were a little more eager to learn about these strangers. As you sat down in the kitchen, you looked around, it was open planned; so the living room and kitchen were connected. Romano seemed to be content sitting in the same seat as last night, but now he was at peace with a book in his hands.

Francis: walking over to you and Feliciano wearing an apron and smiling
Bonjour! Shall I cook you both breakfast? (He winked at you)

Feliciano: grinning and excitedly clapping his hands
Grazie (thank you) Francis!

You: narrowing your eyes
What, you gonna spike mine?

Feliciano: shocked and looking at you
____! Why a~would you a~say a~that a?

Francis's smile disappeared, he looked down. His passionate eyes faded, filling with pain.

You: getting up and giving him a hug
I'm sorry. I didn't know that would offend you.

He lifted his head and smiled at you in his arms.

Francis: sighed
Madame, votre belle. (Ma'am, your beautiful) (enthusiastically smiling) okay, I will make you both a délicieux (delicious) meal.

He set strait away to work, not waiting for anyone to respond. You turned your attention over to Romano, he looked up from his book and you both made eye contact. You turned back around and looked over at Feliciano trying to hide your blush.

*knock, knock*

Feliciano sprung up from his seat and pranced over to the front door. There stood a tall, bulky man with slicked back blonde hair and blue eyes.

Feliciano: jumping onto the man, grabbing his neck yelling from excitement
GERMANY!

You: thinking to yourself
Did he just call that man Germany? Like the country Germany? I sure hope that isn't his real name, that would be kinda embarrassing.

You then noticed Francis and Romano staring at Felicano like they just saw a ghost. Their pale faces meet with your awfully confused one. You just sat there gazing over at the door, not noticing the pair staring at you.

Germany: putting Feliciano back on the ground
Alvight, alvight. I'm happy to see jou too Italy.

You: thinking
Oh. Feliciano called him Germany cause he talks with a strong German accent. Wait! Did he call Feliciano Italy? Aww that's cute, they have nicknames for each other based on their nationality, they must be close friends.

You got out of your seat, and begin walking over to the door to greet the stranger. Francis and Romano intensely eyeballed you as you walked over to the door, they made silent prays, hoping that you didn't hear what the two said.

You: cheerfully
Hello! I'm ____.

Germany: staring down at the foolishly grinning Italian
I vam Ludwig.

You:
Do you have any relation to Gilbert? I haven't really meet too many Germans before.

Ludwig:
Ja. Gilbert is my older bruder. (Brother)

Feliciano: hugging you
Bella~is a~nice a~ragazza! (Girl)

You walk away from the door and gesture to both of them to come and join you in the kitchen.

You: smiling and patting on two seats
Come over here and join me Italy and Germany!

Everyone slowly turned their heads at you, pale faced and soulless widen eyed. An awkward silence fell upon you.

You: talking through clenched teeth, with sweat beating down your forehead
What? Too.... Early... For... Nicknames?

Francis was holding plates of food in his hands when you said that, he collapsed from pure shock; dropping the dishes all over you.

...

You are in the shower cleaning off all the food. You glanced over at your clothes and sighed. You didn't have any other clothes to wear, so you were going to need to wear your stained clothes. You turned off the taps and stood in the shower for a few seconds to drip dry yourself, as soon as you pulled across the shower curtain, someone had barged in.

Francis: covering his eyes and walked in, placing the clothes on the bench
I have some clothes that might fit you if you want.

You quickly pulled the curtain over your wet body and wrapped it around yourself. Francis hear the curtains being pulled and uncovered his eyes.

Francis: slyly smiling
Belle femme (beautiful woman) don't need to hide.

He tried to pull the curtain away from you.

You: shaking with fear
Don't Francis! Just leave and pretend this never happened!

Francis: tugging away at the top button of his shirt, releasing it and then doing the same to the second
Ohohoho. Mon angle timide (my shy angle), don't deny your body of what it wants! (Smirking)

You: holding the curtain with one hand and throwing a bottle of shampoo at Francis
GET OUT! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU CREEPY FRENCHM--

Mathias and Alfred ran up the staircase and into the bathroom yelling, "THE HERO AND KING ARE HERE!" Their faces blushed a violent crimson when they realised what was happening.

You: pleading and crying
Just get out! PLEASE!

Another set of feet climbed up the staircase and into the bathroom. There stood two very flustered Germans, a smooth Spain and a cheery Italian.

Antonio:
Niña mala! (Bad little girl) ¿Por qué no el flash de un poco de mi camino ? (Why don't you flash a little my way) Fusososo!

Francis: turned around and eyeballed Antonio
La laisser seule , elle est à moi ! (Leave her alone, she is mine)

Francis and Antonio broke into an argument with eachother, Ludwig and Gilbert stood there eyeballing you with massive nose bleeds, while Mathias and Alfred were trying to keep Feliciano from taking off his clothes. You were mortified, but still had the shower curtain wrapped around yourself yelling at them.

Feliciano: waving his shirt around in the air
Yay a~bagno (bathroom) partito (party)! Come a on~a America~take a~off a~your a~clothes a!

Antonio: pushing Francis's shoulder
Chicas (girls) don't want a french arrastrarse! (creep)

You where yelling and swearing at them to stop, but your throat was becoming raw and it began to hurt.

Mathias: shoving Italy away from his belt
Ingen, ingen! (No, no) stay away from the King!

You noticed that that everyone was occupied with each other, but then you noticed the entranced German brothers where still glued onto you, with a nose bleed and everything.

You: sighed and mumbled
Well there goes that plan.

You went back to yelling and swearing, but this time you did this in three different languages, hoping that they would get the idea that you were serious.

Suddenly another set of feet jumped up the stairs and bursted through bathroom, he ignored everyone in the room, except for you.

Romano: making eye contact with you
Tu parli italiano? (You speak Italian)

You: yelling and crying
Romano! Non ora, ho bisogno di aiuto ! (Not now, I need help)

He turned around and put his arms out blocking everyone's view of you.

Romano: pointing at the door
Potato bastardo! Si muore per la visione di lei nel dolore!(You will die for watching her in pain)

He walked over and slapped the German brothers in the face, bring them to realise what happened and they walked out in sudden pain. Romano grabbed Francis and Antonio by the arms and threw them out into the hallway. Mathias and Alfred ran as they saw this and abandoned Italy.

Romano: grabbing Italy's shirt and pulled him by the ear, closing the door behind himself
La vostra accoglienza bella. (Your welcome beautiful)

You sighed and realised that this horrific ordeal was finally over. The clothes that Francis brought you where brand new, it was a purple floral printed skater dress that came up to mid thigh length and with white tights.

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Okay, so this is a scene that I am rather nervous about, but it has major character and story line development in it. I hope that anything that is 'suggested' doesn't offend or gross out anyone. I'm trying to keep everything in a more of a tell, don't show kinda way, making this hopefully PG. 
PLEASE TELL ME IF THIS IS TOO MUCH OF A DISTURBING SCENE, CAUSE I WILL NOT MAKE MORE SCENES LIKE THIS AND TONE DOWN THIS SCENE. ALSO I WILL INCLUD A WARNING IF YOU BELIEVE IT REQUIRES ONE. I'm rather worried about this or is it just me over reacting. (Again)

Sorry for this not so 'fun' Author's Note, but I just need to know.

Thank you so much for reading and I hope you have enjoyed it!

~BlueTimeFly