((Mysconesaregooddamnit Thank you and your Artmuse for putting up with Lovimuse! I known he’s all Grumpy but on the inside he’s a sweetie who’s just lonely~ addio))
Ciao…. piccola americano?
Oh, hi Lovino!
Hmm.. Didn’t remember you being so small.. [looks down at him]
[clicks tounge angrily] Didn’t have a choice… Nonno didn’t want me… Austria didn’t want me… Fuck even Spagna didn’t want me…. [pulls knees close to chest] Everyone loves fratello more… [buries face into knees]
You think Spain didn’t want you? -scoffs- You should have heard him when we met up. ‘Romano’ this, ‘Romano’ that. I had to aim a bloody gun at his head to make him shut up!
And you should have heard him when I first arrived here! “Italy this! Italy That! Oh romano it’s just you!” He only accepted me after that bastard accepted the fact he was stuck with me!
Oh, just accept it that he wanted you! So what if he didn’t like you at first? That doesn’t matter.
[Grumbles under breath]
Tch, if you want to say something, say it loud enough for me to hear.
Doesn’t matter.. [looks up at him] You can go back to your reading now.
Ciao…. piccola americano?
[clicks tounge angrily] Didn’t have a choice… Nonno didn’t want me… Austria didn’t want me… Fuck even Spagna didn’t want me…. [pulls knees close to chest] Everyone loves fratello more… [buries face into knees]
You think Spain didn’t want you? -scoffs- You should have heard him when we met up. ‘Romano’ this, ‘Romano’ that. I had to aim a bloody gun at his head to make him shut up!
And you should have heard him when I first arrived here! “Italy this! Italy That! Oh romano it’s just you!” He only accepted me after that bastard accepted the fact he was stuck with me!
Oh, just accept it that he wanted you! So what if he didn’t like you at first? That doesn’t matter.
[Grumbles under breath]
[clicks tounge angrily] Didn’t have a choice… Nonno didn’t want me… Austria didn’t want me… Fuck even Spagna didn’t want me…. [pulls knees close to chest] Everyone loves fratello more… [buries face into knees]
You think Spain didn’t want you? -scoffs- You should have heard him when we met up. ‘Romano’ this, ‘Romano’ that. I had to aim a bloody gun at his head to make him shut up!
And you should have heard him when I first arrived here! “Italy this! Italy That! Oh romano it’s just you!” He only accepted me after that bastard accepted the fact he was stuck with me!
[It wasn’t as if Alfred knew much about Italy for that matter, on a personal level that is. The man was always aloof, hanging on to Germany and taking naps in the middle of meetings. He rarely had the chance to properly converse with him, and so Alfred couldn’t say he knew Italy well.
It made sense, then, that’d he’d know even less about Italy’s older brother. Romano was a stranger to him, and Alfred had only caught glimpses of the man from time to time. Still, despite how grumpy he appeared to be, Alfred was convinced Lovino was a nice guy, and in all honesty, wouldn’t have minded to get to know him.
He gave a grin as he held out his hand- a simple welcoming greeting.] Hey there! Romano, right? It’s awesome to really meet you, I guess!
[Stares at the man in front of him. This was England’s brat right? America. He had seen him a couple of times but never really paid any attention to him. He was to busy keeping that German bastard away from Feliciano!]
[The eldest Italy held out his hand hesitantly shaking it quickly scowling] Ciao… bastardo americano..
[jumps and blushes] No! Not from you! [grumbles] In realtà … Why do you and Dumb tomato Bastard hate each other so much when I was younger?
Antonio? Tch, I still don’t like him… We were always fighting and battling… I won every time, of course…
Yea I remember. Poor bastard would come home crying every time..
-chuckles- He’s such a weakling…
He beat that creepy guy! The one with the mask! -huffs- Fucking pedophile tried to kidnap me as a kid..
He was still a weakling. He could never defeat the mighty Captain Kirkland… -smiles-
That americano brat did though [smirks]
Tch… We’re not talking about him. We’re talking about Antonio.
[holds hands up in defense] Si,Si.Mi spiace
I don’t know how you could stand living with Spain… He was so annoying.
[clicks tounge angrily] Didn’t have a choice… Nonno didn’t want me… Austria didn’t want me… Fuck even Spagna didn’t want me…. [pulls knees close to chest] Everyone loves fratello more… [buries face into knees]
[jumps and blushes] No! Not from you! [grumbles] In realtà … Why do you and Dumb tomato Bastard hate each other so much when I was younger?
Antonio? Tch, I still don’t like him… We were always fighting and battling… I won every time, of course…
Yea I remember. Poor bastard would come home crying every time..
-chuckles- He’s such a weakling…
He beat that creepy guy! The one with the mask! -huffs- Fucking pedophile tried to kidnap me as a kid..
He was still a weakling. He could never defeat the mighty Captain Kirkland… -smiles-
That americano brat did though [smirks]
Tch… We’re not talking about him. We’re talking about Antonio.
[holds hands up in defense] Si,Si.Mi spiace
[jumps and blushes] No! Not from you! [grumbles] In realtà … Why do you and Dumb tomato Bastard hate each other so much when I was younger?
Antonio? Tch, I still don’t like him… We were always fighting and battling… I won every time, of course…
Yea I remember. Poor bastard would come home crying every time..
-chuckles- He’s such a weakling…
He beat that creepy guy! The one with the mask! -huffs- Fucking pedophile tried to kidnap me as a kid..
He was still a weakling. He could never defeat the mighty Captain Kirkland… -smiles-
That americano brat did though [smirks]