Snow Fall

Underground

[RusPrus + Spa]

Ivan - Russian
Gilbert/Gil - German/Prussian
Antonio/Toni - Spanish
Alfred/Al/Alfie - American
Lovino/Lovi/Roma - Italian
Francis - French

-3rd P.O.V, Based off of an RP-

Antonio and Gilbert were sitting on a bed as Gilbert casually messed with a rubix-cube from Alfred. They were in a cabin that the BTT had built a long time ago, it was wooden but sturdy and always a couple degrees to warm for the Spaniard and the Frenchman but for Gilbert it was always perfect. Antonio swung his legs lightly off the side of the bed and smiled. Earlier that same week, it was Thursday, he got information from one of his closest friends about the albino's crush and he had to know if it was true.

Like a middle school fan girl Antonio buzzed with happiness and curiosity as he asked, "So Gil," there was a short pause, "I recently heard from Francis that you have a crush on a certain someone you'd hated in your past. I wanted to know, is it true?!" Antonio tilted his head with a wide grin as he tries to contain any laughter.

Gilbert began to blush, mentally cursing his French friend for knowing so much. "Wh-what? D-don't be stupid...!" Gilbert stutters, his embarrassment obvious, "What has Francis been telling you anyways?!" He then avoid all eye contact with the Spaniard, his feelings battling for central control. Antonio smirks with beaming confidence as he responds cheerfully, "Anything honestly, there's pro's and con's getting him drunk but eventually he tells you stuff. Anyway~ it's true isn't it!?" Antonio is practically bouncing on his bed out of sheer excitement. He needed to know, like a craving that couldn't be stopped.

Gilbert begins to nervously mess with his hands, he rubs his knuckles as he tries to think up a way to change the subject however his mind falls blank. He fully looks away from his overly excited friend, his head turning to face the wall opposite from the windowed wall. "S-so what if I do?! It's n-not like you know who I love!" Gilbert yells without thought, immediately feeling foolish for saying such things.

Antonio's smirk evolves into a wide smile which stretches from ear to ear. "Mmhmm, it doesn't happen to be Ivan does it?" Antonio says with a short laugh as he tries his best to give his flustered and bashful friend some room to breathe. Gilbert's blood red eyes opening to be abnormally wide. "N-n-nein... Of course not!" Gilbert responds with nervous laughter as he tries to smother the dead-on idea.

Antonio calms himself and tries to make his voice smooth to hide his unconstrained happiness towards his friend. "Ok, if you say so~." Antonio says, smiling at the albino's reaction. Gilbert thinks for a moment, trying desperately to calm himself to save his pride and suddenly remembers something. The narcissistic albino takes in a deep breath and smiles slightly as he stutters, "I... I'm gonna go outside, it's getting to hot in here all of a sudden for t-the awesome me." Antonio nods as he responds by saying, "if you say so!" just before waving off his friend while he gets up to turn on a scentsy thing (actual text from the RP).

Once Gilbert left the room he made a silent sprint for the door to freedom. Flustered beyond belief the self-proclaimed Prussian quickly sprinted down a short path which had been vaguely trampled. At the end of the path was a trap door like opening in the ground which, behind the two square wooden doors, lead down to a four room bunker where Gilbert often retreated when he had enough of Francis' flirting. Gilbert figured he and his pride would be safe down inside the well furnished bunker.

Just outside, walking in front if the tree and onto the small path was Ivan, the very Ivan who had been mentioned in Antonio's "guess". "Hmm...?" The tall Russian man began as he had watched the red eyed man disappear underground, "I wonder what he is doing....?" His accent was heavy yet enchanting to most.

Gilbert relaxed, feeling welcomed in the semi large living room decorated with small things. He sat down on the small chair to try and calm himself. "How in Fritz' name does Francis get his information?" He grumbled, his pale and cold hands covering his face. Meanwhile, outside, Antonio came running down the path but halted when he saw the tall silver haired man. He stopped next to the tall Russian to catch his breath as he greeted warmly, "Oh, Hola Ivan!" He smiled up towards Ivan as he awaited any form of response.

Ivan stared down at Antonio for a moment but soon smiled at him. "Hello. Do you know why Gilbert just entered ground through rabbit hole?" Ivan says, generally curious. "Um, no. I do not. Want to find out why~?" Antonio responds, excitement practically radiating off of him, his emerald colored eyes shining brightly. "I suppose~ it's not forced entry since there's no lock. Just not invited, that's all." Ivan smirked, waiting for the tan Spanish man to make a move towards the two slightly open wooden doors that led under ground.

After a short silence Antonio breaks eye contact and quickly follows the rest of the path and opens the hatch softly so that Gilbert might not hear, entering with him was the very tall Russian man. "I wonder where Gil went~." Antonio says as he cheerfully walks down the steps, Ivan not far behind. Ivan gives a short laugh which resembles that of a small child, "I wonder too~"

As the two were making their way down the long amount of stairs Gilbert finally moves, unknowing of the two hastily making their way down. Gilbert sighs and gets up, partially dusting himself off and then retreating to a room just slightly farther inwards to the bunker. As Gilbert was walking he frowned and began scolding himself for his foolish behaviours. "Uuugh!" He half whined, half grunted, "He probably read me like an open book!"

Gilbert makes it into the other room, it was a bedroom. There was a small makeshift bed and a few desks which were pretty old now. There was a basket for random belongings and even a closet with clothing already inside hanging up. Finally, there were two doors that lead in or out of the room, one to the "living" room and one to the kitchen/storage room. Gilbert had been in the bunker many times before, often making things himself such as tables or chairs and what not, but he often just went down to be alone to reflect on his past decisions.

The pair had finally made it into the main room, Ivan passing Antonio on the way in and entering first. "Hmm...? It's very big in here..." The Russian states, a little amazed that something like this could actually be here. Antonio enters shortly after and become a captivated by the large first room. Gilbert, however, hears the pair's voices and becomes slightly alarmed. How could he be so careless as to let them see him come down? "Shit!" Gilbert exclaims a little louder then intended.