Capital Girls: 2p Trouble

Split Up!

"You idiots!" Luciano yelled at the other 2Ps. They had gathered in the kitchen and were having to listen to Luciano yell at them, sometimes cussing in Italian. "So let me get this straight; none of you, besides Kuro, got the blood samples from those capital brats?!'

"I couldn't bare to harm Amelia," Oliver cried. "She's too cute~!"

"That doesn't matter! You were suppose to follow my orders!'

"It's not our fault," Matt argued. "Those kids are smarter than they look."

"They're children! Surely you simpletons can handle little children! All I asked for was blood samples but no, you can't even accomplish that!" Luciano put a hand to his face, trying to control his frustration.

"Now hold on a minute," Al interrupted. "You haven't even told us your plan. Why should we even listen to what you have to say?"

Al got his answer; just not the way people normally answer. Luciano threw one of his pocket knives at Al, who ducked just in time before it went into his head. "Does that answer your question? Good. Now if you idiots would have gotten what I had asked for, I would've been able to explain the plan. But since you failed at that, I can't tell you what the plan is."

Listening in from the safety of the darkened hall, the capitals were hearing Luciano rant on about how the others had failed him.

"Vhy do they need our blood?" Aurel asked.

"I'm not sure," Amelia admitted. "It doesn't make that much sense to me."

"Naomi, 'ow come you didn't tell us zhat your Papa's 2P took some of your blood?" Allison inquired.

"To be honest, I had compretery forgotten about the incident," Naomi admitted.

What the capitals didn't know was that Luciano was aware of them being in the shadows. He smirked a little. "I think it's time for you idiots to redeem yourselves," Luciano motioned his head towards the hallway, making the all the capitals gulp in fear.

"What do we do now?" Amanda asked.

"Split up!" Katrina instructed and before anyone could say anything, the capitals were running off in different directions of the house.

"Don't just stand there, after them!" Luciano ordered before the other 2Ps went after the children.

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Amelia took several different turns throughout the house until finally finding a room she could hide herself in. She quickly rushed inside and locked the door before sliding to the floor. "This is all my fault," Amelia told herself as she put her head on her knees. "If I hadn't come up with this stupid plan then none of us wouldn't be in this mess. I'm such a wanker." Amelia hid her face in her knees. "Everyone's in danger because of me."

As she sat there, Amelia heard footsteps going by the door. Amelia tried to be quiet as she heard the person getting closer. "Amelia?" Oliver's sickeningly sweet voice called out. "Where are you my little poppet~?" Amelia gulped in fear. "Come on out deary and I promise to make it quick~."

Don't do it, don't do it, Amelia repeated to herself.

"I bet you'd make the most scrumptious cupcakes," Oliver said, making sweat trickle down the young girl's back.

I liked him better before. This must be what Father meant when he said Oliver was crazy. When this is over, I will never have another cupcake for as long as I live.....which might not be very long!

That's when the doorknob began to move. "Amelia, I know you're in there~."

Thinking quickly, Amelia went to hide behind the dresser that was in the room. She didn't move as she heard Oliver finding a way to unlock the door. When the door opened up, Amelia tried to calm her racing mind.

"Poppet, come on out. I won't hurt you."

Don't listen, don't listen, Amelia repeated. He's trying to trick you! Finally, Amelia decided to sneak a glance at Oliver. When she did, she was shocked to find that instead of seeing Oliver she saw her Father. He had his messy blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and large eyebrows that she knew all too well. Amelia soon found herself stepping out from her hiding spot and locking eyes with Britain. "F-F-Father?" she asked in a shaky voice. "Is it, really you?"

A warm smile soon appeared on the British man's face as he got down on his knees to be eye level with Amelia. "Yes Amelia, it's me," he told the girl.

Emotions finally taking over, Amelia ran to her Father and hugged him tightly, fearing if she let go then he would disappear. She sobbed into his shirt as he held her tightly. "Father," she sobbed. "I-I-I missed you."

"It's all right Amelia. You're safe now love."

While Amelia cried, she didn't see that Britain was pulling a syringe from his pocket. He had a small smirk form on his face as he inserted the needle into Amelia's arm, making the young girl cringe in pain and surprise as some blood was pulled from her arm. "Oww. That hurt."

"It's all right love~."

Amelia let out a small gasp as she slowly let go of her "Father" and backed away. "I was tricked," she muttered as she looked at the ground. "I'm such a wanker."

Oliver could only giggle lightly as his normal features came back. "And a trick deserves a treat," Oliver then gave Amelia a lollipop, confusing the small child.

"I don't understand you. I don't think I'll ever understand you."

"You might," Oliver rubbed Amelia's head before leaving Amelia to contemplate what had transpired.

Meanwhile, in another part of the house, Natie was running down a hall. "I'm surprised I haven't been chased yet, da?" Natie told herself.

That's when she ran right into someone. She looked up to see Viktor towering over her. She backed away slowly as the Russian held a hand out for her to take. "It is time to come with me little sunflower," he told her.

"Why should I?" Natie questioned.

"Because if you don't, then you will more and likely run into my little sister."

Natie gulped. What was worst; having her blood taken from her, or squeezed to death by her Aunt's 2P? Definitely her Aunt's 2P! "Da, I'd rather go with you."

Natie was helped up from off the ground and then picked up by Viktor. She didn't understand why she was allowing this to happen but at the same time she felt that Viktor didn't want to hurt her. That's when he pulled out a syringe and instructed Natie to look away. Following his orders, Natie looked away as the syringe went into her arm and some blood was drawn.

"Why did you do that?" The young girl asked as Viktor put her down.

"To be honest I don't know," Viktor admitted. "I think it would be best if you go hide little one."

The young girl nodded as Viktor walked away.