A/N: Here's a re-start at the OC stories. The first one wasn't going anywhere, so here's for do-overs~ wheeee... ; x ;
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia, or the characters (i wish...) The OC Venice is owned by my friend Maddy, and I'm only using her with her PERMISSION. The other OC, Montreal, Is MINE, meaning if you want to use her you also need PERMISSION.
Thanks~ Enjoy! ^w^
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"There's a new one, a place in North America, a girl, except; she's not a country, or a city, or anything important, just a little village..."
Venice snapped her head up at the whisper, but the gondola carrying the audacious speaker had already passed from her view. Those were some of the words that others countries had said about her; but when you had both Romano and Italy as brothers, people learned to leave you alone. But if this new little town was a, well, little town, who was going to take care of her? Venice was lucky enough to have two sweet brothers that had found her, but what about the villa? Well, if she was in North America she was probably in the US or Canada. Which meant she was either going to be raised by "The Hero" himself, or France and his... creepy clutches. Unless Can-Man finally grew some vocal cords and was raising her himself. Hmm, that would be an interesting twist... Venice stood, brushing dirt and grime from the "street" off her clothes. Maybe she should go and see what was going on with the new town.
"Sorella! Bel bambino~!" Italy called out cheerily to his little sister, as he rushed over, almost splashing face first into the canal before them.
She grabbed his arm and pulled him back, making sure that he was in fact able to stand without falling, before releasing him. "What's wrong Italia? I can't stay for long." She asked, wanting to keep their conversation short and sweet.
"Did you hear? About the new bambino?" He asked, tugging on her hand.
"No, I haven't, I'm supposed to be leaving to help America soon." The lie rolled off her tongue easily enough. It was so simple, the happy italian would believe anything she said; Venice just couldn't help herself, he was so pure and innocent. It disgusted her.
"But, Venezia..." He said sadly, he could tell she wasn't in the best of moods, but continued to tug at her hand in a childlike manner.
She sighed, God, how she loved her brother. "How about this, Italia; I'll go see the new place, and then after I'll meet you at Germany's and I'll tell you both all about the piccolo bambino, sound good?" She asked, plastering on a smile. She knew it probably wasn't the nicest to shove Italy onto Germany, but they loved each other, so, so what?
Italy's smile returned full force, he nodded excitedly, turning around and skipping off.
That boy... What was she going to do with him?
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A/N: I hope you liked it so far! There shall be more :3
Translation time~
Sorella! Bel bambino = Sister! Beautiful baby
Italia = Italy
bambino = baby
Venezia = Venice
piccolo bambino = little baby