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                                         Chapter 45: And It's Back On. "Oh, America," Canada remembered, picking an envelope up off the counter next to the sink and handing it to his brother along with a fresh stack of pancakes, "I found this on the table when I was cleaning up. I don't know what you wanted to do with it." "Hm?" America glanced up from watching Romano, automatically accepting both envelope and pancakes from his brother. He examined the envelope as he set the slightly-sticky plate down in front of him. "Oh, the pictures Nino sent. I thought they were still in the jacket." He licked syrup from his fingers wiped them on his sh

                                      Chapter 44: Unsecret Recipes. "And that's all there is to it?" Romano asked, glancing at Canada for confirmation. "Yes, pretty much." Canada affirmed, smiling. "There's another version that takes six hours to make, but it tastes pretty much the same. You just don't whip the egg whites." "Huh." Romano looked back down at the batter. "That's not hard at all." "It's pretty simple." Canada agreed. "The main thing is to reme

                                            Part Six: Amor, Affogato-Style "...Seriously?" Alfred looked down at the man curled up against his side, arching an eyebrow incredulously. (They'd been sitting and talking on the bench for a couple of hours now, and the night had gotten pretty chilly, so after his footrub Lovino had curled up against the taller blond for warmth. Alfred had generously assisted in keeping him warm by

                                            Part Five: Bicerin Alfred led him to a darkened building in a far corner of the park which Lovino couldn't remember having seen before (not that he spent much time at the park, aside from Feliciano's picnics. It wasn't that he didn't like it, but it wasn't like he had anyone to go with, and it seemed kind of pathetic and pointless to wander the park by himself). "Are you sure we should be doing this, bastard?" Lovino asked dubiously, a little worried as he followed Alfred into the dark structure. "Yeah, it's okay, I have permission." Alfred assured him, ushering Lovino in and closing the door beh

                                            Part Four: Ristretto "Thanks for stopping by! Happy Valentines Day!" Alfred waved as their last customers departed for the night, closing the door and locking it, and flipping the sign hanging on it from 'Open' to 'Closed'. He turned, ruffling his hair and grinning at Lovino. "Man, that was nuts! I thought it was never going to end." "We're not done yet, bastard." Lovino said, chuc

                                            Part Three: Espresso Romano Forty-five minutes after they'd left Lovino was sprawled listlessly on the counter, staring at nothing in particular. Three customers had arrived within minutes after Antonio and Arthur had left, but after they'd placed their orders and departed, business had been dead. The shop was empty, the street outside was empty, and Lovino was bored out of his mind. It was a nice change, actually. He pushed himself up on an elbow with a sigh, leaning his chin in his hand. Valentine's Day, huh? It wasn't that he didn't like the holiday, or even that he wasn't romantically incline

                                            Part Two: Cortado They did handle the lunch rush, although it was a bit of a stretch at some points. When things finally settled down a couple hours later and they'd cleaned up the aftermath, they took advantage of the lull to enjoy another well-deserved break. "You really should try the Filtro de Amor, Lovi." Antonio urged, licking foam from his upper lip. "It's very good." "Of course it is." Lovino agreed, finishing off the last of his own espresso and setting the cup aside. "I made it, didn't I?" "But you still haven't tried it," Antonio pointed out, pouting a little. "Don't you want to be lu

                                            Part One: Breve "...and then you draw two interlocking hearts into the foam, like this," Antonio, part-owner and full-time manager of the coffeeshop Copa de Amor, explained as he demonstrated the preparation of his latest creation, "and sprinkle on some dark chocolate, and there we go!" He presented the cup with a proud flourish. "That's how you make today's special!" "Looks simple

                                                           Chapter 43: Unsecret Recipes. "Can I have it back? 'Cause I wanted to give it to  'Mano.' Canada dug his nails into the thick cotton of his hoodie pocket, teeth clenched tightly as he led the way out of the bedroom, unable to think clearly through the pounding fury and jealousy in his head and stom