Maids For A Day (Spain) pt.3

"Okay, is Spain even HERE, Lovi?"Megan growled as they waited on his doorstep. Lovi, who was freezing, grabbed the keys underneath the mat, and said "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse that he's not here, but let's go in, ragazza." He quickly opened the door and grabbed a blanket out of the closet. He sneezed.

"Well holy dang it." Megan muttered, looking around. The place was a bit of a mess; it looked like someone had tried to clean it, but had stopped halfway. "He knew we were coming." She sighed.

"Yeah, look, a note." Romano took the note off the fridge and read outloud,

"Yeah, you two have to clean. I had to do something very important" "Probably out drinking, tomato bastard," Lovi muttered and continued, "So hurry up~ -With love, Spain~~"

"With love?" Megan giggled as Romano's face turned red and he ripped up the letter.

"Damn tomato bastard."

"Okay, come on, Romano, I'll get the kitchen and the livingroom, you'll get his room and your old one, okay?" She pulled on gloves and started putting the dishes in the dishwasher. He soluted mockingly and ran off.

"Dang, how many tomatoes can a Spain have?" Megan said after she finished, looking into the fridge for some soda for a 'break'. She grabbed two Dr. Peppers and a tomato for Lovi and walked into Spain's room. "Yo Lovi, want a soda and tomato?"She threw them to Romano, and he nodded his thanks.

"TO DR. PEPPER/MR. PIBB!! YAAAAA!11!!eleven!" She toasted and drank her Dr. Pepper can dry. She paused, and looked at Lovino. "Want to throw a party?" Romano choked and Megan patted his back.

"Why would I want to throw a party, idiota ragazza?!" She grinned at his flustered accent and said, "We need to do something before going to Frances place. P.s I bet there's something related to Iggy in his closet~~"

"You're on. Like what, though?"

". . .want to go do something with ______ and Italy?"

"I don't want to do anything with the idiota brother of mine, ragazza!!"

"Okay, then we'll have a party – consisting of you and me – and watch tv and eat pizza."

". . .pizza, ragazza?"

"Domino's!!"

"After the cleaning, right?"

"Of course!! Forward to the Lemon Pledge!!" She threw the cans out the window and ran back to the kitchen to mop, dust, wash the counters, and put up the dishes. She then cleaned the living room~

"Ya done yet, Lovi~~?" she skipped, almost broke her ankle, the safely walked to Romano. He was trapped underneath the bookshelf. Megan rolled her eyes and pushed the danged thing back up. She suddenly grinned and picked up a book, labled, "Journal".

"Ooh, another one? Shall we, Roma?" She grinned down at the annoyed Italian, whose annoyance quickly disappeared.

"Oh yes."

They repeated the process that they did for Germany, then looked in the closet. Spain had hidden millions of photos of ChibiRomano all over the walls. Megan gasped.

"Aww, Lovi, you were so CUUTTTEE!!!!! EEEEEEE!!!" She giggled and jumped on him.

(owowowow, my pinkie hurts~  )

"GET OFF ME,  IDIOTA!!!" She pecked him on the cheek and took one of the pictures.

"Mine! You're so cute, dang it!! OOH, LOOK, HERE YOU'RE EATING A TOMATO!! OOH HERE YOU'RE BEING TRAPPED BY THE BOOKSELF THINGY!! OOH LOOK, HERE'S YOU DOING NOTHING!! Why does that not surprise me!!" Megan giggled and squealed.

"Okay, okay, ragazza, we need to go now, I hear the drunken laughs of the tomato bastard and his friends." He dragged her out of Spain's closet and out the window once more.