Romano lay in his bed with a cold sweat covering his body. His face felt hot, and his head was pounding. Slight gasps escaped his lips, a puff of steam coming out with each breath. Sniffling every few seconds, Romano let out a small sneeze.
"Romano~!" Spain called out to him, entering his room. Romano groaned. He didn't want to see Spain right then.
"Oh, Romano~! Mi tomate! You're all red and sweaty looking!" Spain said.
"Go away!" Romano moaned to the older man.
"I know what'll make you feel better! I'll tell you a story!" The cheery man said. His sick companion began to protest, but Spain sat down on the edge of the bed anyways.
"So it all happened like this…"
Chibimano was walking around the large Spanish house, when he came across a red ornament. It was shiny, red, and had a crisp looking weed-like top. Picking it up and examining it, Chibimano found that it was slightly squishy or plump and smooth to the touch.
"Romano! Where are you?" Spain called out. Chibimano thought he'd be in trouble if he was caught holding the red orb, so he quickly put it back.
"In here!" He called.
"Oh! So I see you've found the tomatoes," Spain said to him. Chibimano blushed, thinking that the Spaniard had seen him with the 'tomato'.
"Now, don't blush! They're very tasty. Try one!" Spain said, handing one to him. He held it in his hands, and began to bring it up to his mouth. Just then, he gripped it a little too tightly, and some juice squirted into his eye.
"Chigi!" Chibimano called out then put the tomato into his mouth to hold it while he put his hands on his eye. It tasted wonderful. For a moment, he forgot about his stinging eye and let the taste of the tomato flood his mouth.
"Hehehe…guess you like it, eh mi tomate?"
…and that's how you had your first tomato," Spain said, finishing the little story. He looked down at Romano, who was now asleep. Sighing, Spain got up and put a cool rag on the sick boy's forehead. Romano sighed in contemplation and let out a quite "Chigi".
"Don't worry, mi tomate. You'll feel better soon" Spain whispered to him.
Hello~! Sorry if Spain's a little ooc or anything ooc/Mary-Sueish is going on in the story. This is my first time writing with Spain and Romano, so it's a little off. Like anything with your work is on. Weird, I just heard something. But this was inspired by this video I saw while watching AFV. This little boy squirted himself in the eye with a tomato's juice.