The Tinkering Trio (an APH fanfic)

Chapter 1

"If the engine goes here, then the wires can fit in here to make more room for the gas tank," Italy said pointing to a half made car.

"That could work...but I think the wires are too close, they would melt together," America said, "But that pipe...Hey Poland! How much do you think we can move the pipe thats next to engine?" America called. Poland poked his head up from the other side of the car. His hair was tied back in a small ponytail and he had grease smeared on his cheek. He got up and walked over to look at the pipe. 

"Hmmm...we can move it by about 3 inches..." Poland said carefully.

"I still think the wires would melt....could we try making the wires go on the other side of pipe, we would just have to extend to reach the break light," America said using his hands to model.

"Works for me!" Italy said cheerfully and got some tools and oil ready. They worked for awhile before the doorbell was heard.

"You said no one would come here!" Italy cried.

"Nobody was suppose to! It could just be the mailman, I'll go get it." America said and got up and set down his tools nearby. He quickly took off his gloves and toolbelt and set them aside. Italy and Poland hid underneath a nearby counter, just in case. America opened the door just to find England with a scowl on his face.

"Hey Iggy! Why are you here?" America said rubbing the back of his head.

"Did you forget? You said that you would go to dinner with the the G12 tonight. You didnt forget, did you?" England said and cocked his head.

"I didn't! Just more time passes then I realized. I'll get ready now! Er...wait here." America said in a hurry then rushed off into his garage to tell Italy.

"Fine, just hurry!" England called out.

America rushed into his garage.

"Hey Italy! We forgot about the G12 dinner tonight! Poland...er....you can stay here if you want, we can work on it more after dinner. Meanwhile, Italy you can use one of my bathrooms to wash yourself. We have to hurry though, England is waiting outside!" America said in a rush, Poland nodded. Italy looked at America wide eyed then facepalmed.

"I forgot! I'm so sorry America!"

"Its fine, I forgot too. Lost track of time." America said then they bolted up the stairs and got ready in a hurry. After about 10 minutes America and Italy opened the door to find England still there, checking his watch. Both were in nice enough outfits and they manage to get most of the grime off their faces. England glanced at Italy in suprise.

"Italy, you're here?"

"Ve~ of course I am!"

"Would you care to ride with us?"

"Umm..." Italy looked at England nervously, "Sure!"

"Right, then let's go!" America cheered and was about to get into the passenger seat only to realize that it's the driver's seat.

"You git! You're not driving!" England snapped.

"Sorry! It's the other side in my country!" America defended and walked around the other side.

"You Americans are so weird," England muttered then got into the driver's seat. America went into the passenger's and Italy was in the back. It was a mystery how England got his car over in America. 

They got to the restaurant and checked in. Everyone made it before them. They checked in and sat down with the others.

"So, how are you guys?" America asked. Then China went into a personal rant. America sighed.

"And how are you America?" China finished. America cleared his throat before answering,

"The hero is fine!" America declared and giving them a famous Hollywood smile.

"Er...right... We could talk about trade and be productive but that would never happen with you bloody gits, so.....anything new?" England stated. They talked for awhile before the waiter came and the countries ordered.

"America and Italy....what were you doing before I picked you guys up?" England asked curiously after the waiter walked away. America and Italy exchanged a glance from across the table.

"Erm.....trade...business..." America stuttered.

"You guys don't do anything productive, and besides, America you were wearing a tool belt and grease all over you."

"I was building a super awesome mega robot!"

"You changed your lie," England stated and crossed his arm. Japan and Russia looked nervous- the last time America was building something in secret he trying to nuke Russia and bombed Japan- twice. America looked at Italy for help. They both look rather helpless.

"Italy, vhat do you have on your hands?" Germany questioned, handing him a napkin. Italy blushed a little bit and wiped his hands with the napkin. Black substance was wiped onto the napkin. Italy tried hiding it by folding it.

Finally, America decided to go defensive.

"I don't have to tell you anything," America said and glared, his eyes hard and sharp like shards of ice.

"....Alright fine." England retorted. The chatter went back on until the food came. They all ate then paid for their meal, England stuck paying for their meals.

America, Italy, and England rode back to America's house in silence. Then England decides to break it by asking,

"So what are you guys actually making? I'm not stupid, I can tell you're hiding something."

"Nothing!" Italy said quickly.

"Hmmm...." England didn't question them anymore.

A/n

HEEYYYY HOW WAS THAT

THE TINKERING TRIO IS MY FAVORITE TRIO EVER BUT I CANT FRICKEN FIND ANY FANART FOR IT  FOR THE COVER JDKFIGSUWGNTKG

So yeah

I feel like you can see what's going to happen from a million miles away but just fricken enjoy it ok

Also the G12 is the G8 but with Romano China Spain and Greece (I think)

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