Feliciano looked into the pot, "Waaa~ they're looking yummy~ I could easily make theese work well into fries... maybe a good salad..."

as he got moved around the kitchen, he started humming one of his favorite songs, "mmhm hm mhhmhhmhh.. (think the main hetalia theme)" as he started expertly working with the knives and such, helping Ludwig with making an even more extravagant meal.

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Gilbert crept up behind Feliciano "Ahh you are so cute! Helping with dinner!" he cooed. Yes, he was avoiding his brother's scolding for the moment.

"Did you see the potatoes, West? I did a really amazing job of watching them before somebody distracted me from my duties!" he said, pointing at the food. How could he not be praised for this? It was beyond him.

He left Feliciano's side to go stand in front of his brother to collect his praise. Oh yeah, he should probably say something about inviting the Italian. "It was just Feliciano anyway, I was sure you totally wouldn't mind! That aside, I want my reward." he said, holding out his hand to count off his good deeds "I got groceries, I took the dogs for a walk, I watched the food, yeaah the way I see it I deserve something for this!"

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Roddy stood there in an almost amazed state of shock. Gilbert? Did something right? and it wasnt just one thing... a few things? And it was on his own?!?

"I swear hell must be freezing over" he muttered a little as he ran his fingers through his hair. He couldnt believe it.

Looking over at Ludwig, he sighed before speaking, "Since it appears that you and Italia are doing dinner... then i guess i can do my best to help out with desert."

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Francis opens the door with a little more flair than he would have normally, "Bonjour!" He calls. He steps into the room looking particularly unimpressed with the state of the house -German decorating never was his thing. Popping his head into the kitchen, Francis gives a quick sniff followed by the most dramatic disgust he can muster.

"Oh, what is this smell..." He says and places the wine that was in his hand down on the nearest surface, "I thought surely German cooking would have improved by now." He says with a playful expression, closing his eyes and shrugging.

In any case, Gilbert had invited him out of the blue and while Francis had decided upon request to show up -whether Ludwig knew or not- he decided that being fashionably late really was the sophisticated (and not too eager) thing for a true Frenchman to do.

"And to think you're throwing a party and I only just recently heard about it..." Francis twirls the end of his hair disinterestedly.

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Feliciano looks around as he's cooking to see the familiar person enter the room before he smiled widely. "Aah~ Big brother Franc. Welcome~ " he greeted Francis as he kept cooking, humming to his own tune in a cute innocently like way.

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Ludwig was about to tell Gilbet a long list of things he hadn't done right when Francis walked in.

"Just Feliciano was it?" Ludwig asked Gilbert irritably. "You dirtied my dogs, tracked mud in my house, threw mud at your brother, and invited more guests than you claimed into my home?"

"You, Gilbert," Ludwig grabbed Gilbert before he could move away, "are going to be coming with me for a few minutes!"

And with that Ludwig drug them both outside to hose Gilbert off.

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"West!? WEST? No!" he yelled as he tried to grab onto anything he could as his brother dragged him away.

"It was just Feliciano and Francis! Weeest!" he kept on as the two of them disappeared.

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