Spain: Lovi, hold the box for awhile. I'll open the door.

Romano: O-Okay. *gets box*

Spain: *reaches Keys in pockets* Wait... Which key was it again?

Romano: Idiot, why would you bring 15 plus keys in one key chain?!

Spain: Don't know...

==Spain tries each key one by one==

Spain: Ah! *unlocks door* Finally! Hey, Lovi-

Romano: *sitting like an Indian with the box in his lap. He is sleeping while leaning on the box*

Spain: *giggles* How cute. Wait, was it really that long? I guess I should place label with my keys.... Ah, yes.. Lovi.. *walks up to Lovi and kneels down to get to his level*

Romano: Zzzz, tomatoes..... Zzzz, German.... Taking... Spain.. Away.....

Spain: Huh? *chuckles* *pats Romano's back* Hey, Lovi.. Wake up...

Romano: Zzzz, Potato........... Bastard...... Taking...... Brother....

Spain: *tickles Romano*

Romano: *wakes up* PFFT- STOP! STOP! IT TICKLES! I'M AWAKE NOW, BASTARD!

Spain: *gets up* *laughs*

Romano: *puts box aside* STOP LAUGHING! NOW, HELP ME UP!

Spain: Alright, alright Lovi. *Holds Lovi's hands* *tries to pull him up* You are getting heavier...

Romano: Excuse you, I ain't heav- AHK!

Spain: *tries to pull Romano but fails and falls down*

==Spain is on top Romano==

Romano: *blushes* GAH! GET OFF! GET OFF,SPAIN! ANTONIO! SERIOUSLY, GET OFF! *does actions that are like pushing Spain away* *hits Spain of the face, stomach, hips,etc. except on the nuts*

Spain: *blushes* ahk, that hurts Lovi! Ahk!

Romano: GET OFF! GET OFF! GET OFF! *squirms and does the action more and more hurtful*

Spain: OW! Lovi, if you won't stop, I'll really kiss you!

Romano: WHAT?!! *stops moving* *blushes* WHAT DID YOU SAY,TOMATO BASTARD?!

Spain: *gets up* *hides face* nothing... I said nothing..

Romano: Now, help me get up!

Spain: okay.. 1....2....3... Go! *pulls Romano up*

Romano: *sighs* *brushes off dust in his hands*

Spain: I'm sorry,Lovi. About the fall and topping you, I didn't mean it..

Romano: *stretches* Yeah, whatever.

Spain: *Smiles* Come on, let's get inside.. *picks up the box*

Romano: *turns on the lights* This... This house brings back memories..

Spain: Yep..

Romano: Where will we place the kitten?

Spain: Hmm... Near the fireplace? ( no fire)

Romano: That would do..

Spain: *places box near the fireplace* Lovi, who'll prepare the milk?

Romano: Me. Just try to take the kitten out of the box and get some cloth to make a bed for it...

Spain: Okay,Lovi!

Spain: *gets a cloth and places it near the box* Alright! Time for the kitty! *slowly gets the cat out of the box and places it on the cloth*

Kitten: *screeches*

Spain: LOVI! I THINK THE KITTY HATES ME!

Romano: *comes out with a bowl of milk* Here! Give it this! *hands over the bowl*

Spain: O-okay..

Romano: I will tilt the box so that it can go out. Ready?

Spain: *nods*

Romano: *tilts box* Okay, you can go out now. *smiles*

The kitten hesitates to go outside. It looked at Romano then Spain then the bowl of milk. It's eyes lit and pounced to the bowl of milk. It started to lick the milk.

Spain: He's adorable. What should we name him?

Romano: W-we?!

Spain: Yes, WE. What would be a nice name?

Romano: Lovino Junior. *grins*

Spain: It's a boy?

Romano: Yeah, I checked it before you came.

Spain: I think Antonio Junior sounds better.

Romano: No, Lovino Junior does!

Spain: Nope, Antonio Junior.

Romano: Nu-uh

Spain: Uh-huh

Romano: No! Lovino Junior sounds better! *frowns*

Spain: I strongly disagree. *smirks*

Romano: You are so stubborn!

Spain: Same thing to you.

Romano: Dang it, Spain! Lovino junior!

Spain: Antonio Junior.

Romano: Lovino.

Spain: Antonio.

Romano: Lovino.

Spain: Antonio.

Romano: LOVINO.

Spain: How about we just combine our names?

Romano: Hmm..

Spain: Anvino? Lotonio?

Romano: God no, it sounds like a stupid brand of shampoo or something.

Spain: Okay, how about you name it. *crosses arms*

Romano: Lovi–

Spain: Combine our names!

Romano: Fine. Spamano.

Spain: What? But that's our countries' names.

Romano: At least it's better than a shampoo or whatever brand.

To be continued.