Things were flying though the air. All of them directed at a certain Spaniard. Antonio narrowly avoided getting hit in the head by a shoe. He had to go to a meeting and Lovino was throwing a fit. He yelling and throwing of objects. Antonio couldn't just leave his charge in this state.
"I hate you Antonio!" Lovino had been yelling that for the past half hour.
"I don't hate you. I love you." Antonio retorted to the furious Italian.
A wooden block came hurtling towards Antonio and hit him square in the face. That was it, he had to get to his meeting.
"I hate you!" Lovino was yelling again, this time Antonio's response would be different.
"I don't hate you Lovi, but if you keep acting like this I might." This struck home. Objects stopped flying and it was quiet. Lovino's lips quivered and his eyes brimmed with tears. He threw him self on the floor and started bawling.
The scene was confusing to Antonio. His charge was furious a minute ago and now he was acting like some one ripped hi heart out.
Antonio bent down to Lovino's height and asked, "Whats wrong Lovi?"
"Y-you said you h-hated me!" Tears continued to streak down Lovino's face.
Antonio was right, some one had torn out his charge's heart, it was him. HE felt a wave of guilt hit him like a ton of bricks.
He scooped Lovi into his arms, "Lovi, shh, I didn't mean it. Calm down."
"Then why are you l-leaving me?" Lovi rubbed his eyes and sniffed, "If you love me then why would you leave? Your just like Grandpa Rome!"
Antonio sighed, "I just have to go to a meeting, I'll be back." Antonio picked up Lovino and carried him to his room. "Lovi, You need too stay in here until I get back from my meeting okay." Lovino only gave a sniffle in response. Antonio gave him a hug and left."
Lovino watched from the window, "That's what Grandpa Rome said when he took Feli away."
My sister acts like Lovi except without all the adorableness. She'll just sit there screaming and kicking. Also she'll yell that she hates everyone. I'll yell 'I hate you too!' because I'm fed up. My other sister will hug her and claim she loves her.
This came to me when I was sitting in band waiting for the conductor to be done with the violas, honestly, in that piece the clarinets play 15 out of 59 measures. And each time we were about to play, the conductor would cut us off. :P The violas have the melody and the clarinets barely play, how often does that happen?
I feel so bad for cute little Lovi! He has abandonment issues. No wonder he didn't want Spain to leave. He just doesn't know how to express it.
