BTT x Reader: Oh Fudge!

“I’m going to shopping to get some things we need around the house, ok guys?” you called out to the three men sitting on your sofa. Antonio, Francis and Gilbert all nodded as they watched television.


“I’m hungry” Gilbert groaned as his stomach growled loudly


“(y/n) will be back soon mon amie” Francis chuckled until he heard his stomach make noises of its own. Francis stood and walked into the kitchen


“Let’s see if (y/n) has anything to snack on” Antonio sprung from the sofa and trailed after the Frenchman.


“Oh look, fudge!” Gilbert grinned as he spotted the chocolaty treat in the fridge. The three exchanged satisfied and enthusiastic grins before splitting it into three even pieces.


“This is soooo good!” Gilbert sighed as he swallowed a bite


“(y/n)’s fudge is amazing” Francis added


“Uh guys….” Antonio gulped as he picked up a piece of paper that was sitting on the counter beside the fridge.



‘Dear guys, don’t you dare touch the fudge. Or else……. I won’t be gone long, I love you all! –(y/n)”


“Mein gott we are so dead!!!” Gilbert panicked and paced around frantically.


“I think I much rather be tortured than eat something made by the black sheep of Europe….” Francis muttered


“Calm down mi amigos, I have a plan!” Antonio chuckled as his two fellow bad touch members raised their eyebrows at him


“If we make more fudge, she’ll never know we ate hers!” Antonio smiled


“Nice thinking Toni” Gilbert sighed in relief as the three began preparing to make the fudge.


“Non, Gilbert! That is way too much chocolate!” Francis snapped as Gilbert emptied the entire bag of chocolate chips into the bowl


“No it isn’t, I’m making it awesome!” Gilbert grinned


“Focus amigos! We don’t have much time!” Antonio hissed as they rushed to complete their mission before (y/n) would come home and discover the truth of the terrible deed.




“There, now we let it cool” Francis chirped as he slid the pan into the fridge


“Now act like we never did anything wrong” Gilbert murmured


“I’m home!” (y/n) called as she carried bags of groceries and supplies inside the house.


“Let us help you” Antonio smiled as they helped (y/n) carry things inside


“Ok who are you and what have you three done with my bad touch trio?” you asked


“Nothing frau, we just wanted to help you” Gilbert smiled innocently


“Ok, spill it, what did you three do?” you asked solemnly as all three froze.


“Nothing”


“Nothing”

“We accidentally ate all your fudge”


“DAMN IT TONI!” Gilbert growled and smacked the Spaniard upside the head


(y/n) remained silent as she walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and peered inside. She grabbed a piece of fudge and took a bite.


The three males stood silent and closed their eyes as the prepared themselves to be smacked or hit. Nothing of the sort happened as (y/n) smiled and gently kissed each of their cheeks.

“You guys can open your eyes now” (y/n) giggled


“Huh? You mean you aren’t going to hit us?” Gilbert asked


“Or feed us Angleterre’s pathetic excuse for cooking?”


“Or chop our manly pride off?”


“No, no, no! I’m not punishing you guys since you confessed your crime, and even went as far as to make me fudge since you ate the original. I have to admit, you guys did pretty well” (y/n) smiled as the bad touch trio exchanged relieved glances


(y/n) was caught off guard when all three hugged her tightly. Gilbert kissed her lips, Francis pecked her cheek and Antonio kissed her temple. (y/n) glowed bright red in embarrassment.


“Ich liebe dich”

“je t’aime”


“Te amo”


“I love you guys too” (y/n) murmured and hugged them all back.


“Oh and I should probably mention that I didn’t make the fudge” (y/n) added


“If you didn’t, then who did?” France asked


“England” just as that name was spoken, all three ran to the bathroom to empty their stomach contents.


“Mein stomach feels like it’s on fire!” Gilbert whined


“That is the last time I eat anything without warning!” Francis sobbed


“I rather have Lovino head butt me in the stomach than this!” Spain shuddered


“I got that fudge from England for Christmas and I was going to re-gift it to America” (y/n) laughed