The snow blanketed the streets of England, making it a white wonderland. Oliver invited the Axis and Allies to a Christmas Party. Yes the most cliche of things, but he hoped to break the ice that caused the awkward tension. Everyone still stayed in regular clothes, for they practically burned down the sweaters. Flavio was an exception, for he sported special Christmas clothes.
"Is everyone enjoying the party?" Oliver asked, still a bit nervous.
A few yeahs and sures were heard, with the most monotone voices that anyone ever heard. Oliver smiled and went back to the kitchen where Flavio was.
"Did you hang all of them?" he asked with a grin. Flavio nodded with a smile as he held the mistletoe up.
"Sì, signore," he said playfully before hanging the last one up. "Don't go near me yet!!" he hissed as Oliver unconsciously walked over.
"Oh sorry! My bad!" he said as he walked over to the opposite direction, into the living room.
"Well then...." he says in a irritated tone as he sees Allen and Mattie fight, physically.
"BOYS!" he slightly yelled, making them turn their attention to him.
"Sorry mom....." they apologized before sitting down. Oliver sat down about to sit down when a loud "CRAP! WHAT?! NOOOOO!!" was heard. He ran over to where he thought to where the sound came from. And he was correct.
"Aweee, poppets, you landed yourself in quite a pickle!" Oliver orated playfully. Luciano looked at him with those "I will break you" eyes while Lutz stared at the mistletoe he wanted to burn oh so badly!
"Well, Fratellino, you have to do it~!" Flavio happily said. "It's there and well...."
"YOU IDIOTA, YOU HUNG THIS HERE I WILL-" he stopped himself from saying anymore, for Oliver was standing there, to rob him of his money for his swearing jar. Oh, that freaking freckled, eyebrowed loser!
"Why do I have to do this?" Luciano asked annoyed. "There's no specific rule or book to tell us this is mandatory." Lutz nodded his head in agreement, trying to get out of the predicament as soon as possible.
"Because love...." Oliver said a cracked smile adorning his face. He approached Luciano quietly with a knife before slamming him against a wall. "I don't want the Christmas spirit to be ruined. So DON'T destroy it or else...."
"S-si..." Luciano said nervously.
"Okay! He's gonna do it!" Oliver happily said, pretending to be innocent. Flavio looked like he wanted to wring him dry like a towel, same with Lutz. Luciano walked back to where Lutz was standing and looked at him dead straight in the eyes.
"This is clearly platonic... So don't get any wrong ideas, got it?" Luciano growled at Lutz.
"Yeah...." Luciano placed his hands on Lutz's face bringing him down to his height. He placed his lips gently against Lutz's, moving his hand to his back. Lutz pushed Luciano's head more towards him, so he could have more control. They practically melted into it.
"OH MY DIOS!!!" Flavio suddenly squealed out. "Y-YOU ARE ACTUALLY!!!" Luciano immediately snapped back into reality and pulled back, wiping his lips. He grabbed Flavio's red scarf, which had little hints of green and cute Christmas trees.
"I'll get you now, fratello....." He tightened his grip, making Flavio start coughing like crazy.
"Mein gott..." Lutz said, before breaking up the fight. Oliver sat there smiling.
"Ahahahaha, children these days..." he playfully whispered as he heard thuds and booms coming from each corner of the house.
And that's a 2p Christmas for you all!!!
The End.
