Wonderful Adventures of the Bad Touch Trio

((Hehe, I'm not good with accents so don't even expect a light one... xD))

((I guess here goes nothin' ~))

 

    You walk down the sidewalk, angry at your brother, Alfred, for totally leaving you alone while he hangs out with Arthur at the pub. Well, it is that he's either hanging out with him or trying to drag him out. 

    Anyway.

    You huff a sigh and kick at a rock that was in your way. You point your gaze at the ground.

    Damn, you think. I wish Alfred would include me in things!!!

    Then, when you look up, there's all of a sudden a handsome blond in front of you. His bluish eyes gaze at you. "Hello~" he says charmingly, taking hold of your shaky and cold hand. "May I ask of your name??~"

     You, with a jerk of your hand towards you, spit, "My name is (your name). Don't touch me, you creep. Who are you anyway?"

    "Francis. Francis Bonnefoy." Francis takes one of your fingers and pulls your hand up by it. He kisses your hand.

    Well that's when you kick him and he lands onto the pavement. You begin to walk away.

    What an impolite creep! you think.

    Soon, down the road, when Francis is far behind, the next guy to be in front of you is a just as handsome pale haired guy. He has red eyes and, yes, he's albino. When he stops you, it happens to be him stopping you by groping your boobs.

    Too surprised to move, you drop your jaw and yell, "Excuse me!!! Who are you?!?! Let go of me!!"

    The albino chuckles and, ignoring your eager command, says arrogantly, "I'm the awesome me!!"

    "Um...Give me a name and let go of my sublime titties!!!!"

    "Gilbert Beilschmidt!" exclaimed the albino. "Ahh, the awesomeness is too much to handle, huh?" He lets go of your breasts and grins a Cheshire cat grin. "So! Have you passed along Antonio? Francis?"

    "Ugh, there's another one of you annoyances?!" you mutter quite loudly.  

    "Annoyances??"

    "Yeah yeah, now move it." You push Gilbert out of your way and, before he reaches for you again, kick him and begin to run.

    Before you know it, you're bumping into a tan, dark haired, green eyed beauty. You say, "So I guess you're Antonio."

    "Si," he replies with a slight grin, "that's right." 

    You can't help but stare at this one.

    And by stare, I mean STARE. 

    Like thorough stare.

   If you stare any harder, they'll probably charge you with mental rape.

    Anyway...  

    You cling onto Antonio's arms, and fall into a light, hypnotizing oblivion in his eyes. Then, he picks you up and slings you over his shoulder. He runs with you and soon Francis and Gilbert are pulling up in this weird white van that kidnappers and rapists drive. Antonio carefully sets you in the windowless back end and mouths "sorry, beautiful" as he slams the back doors. He gets in the front with Gilbert and Francis, and they drive off with you. 

    Well this sucks, you think. I've been kidnapped by a romantic blond, a tittie-groping albino, and a very sexy green eyed man.