So I've cranked out 3 fanfictions in 4 days. I hope you enjoy this, I like it a lot. Reviews would be much appreciated.

Lovino was bored out of his mind. There were only so many battle-axes he could watch Boss make before he lost his chibi-mind.

Just as he was about to fall out of his seat from his brains oozing out out of his ears, he had an idea. It probably wasn't a good idea, knowing Lovino, but it was an idea.

He quietly slipped off his spot on the bench and scurried out the door. He hadn't exactly thought of getting out of getting out of changing out of his uniform, he looked almost exactly like Feliciano.

The little Italian ran from his home in spain all the way to his fratello in austria. He hadn't seen Feli in the longest time, so he was eager to find the cheery chibi.

As he approached Mr. Austria's house, he saw a small blond head pop out from behind a corner, large blue eyes flashed and then were gone. It was kind of creepy. Lovino simply brushed it off as he set off to find his little brother.

The tiny tomato entered the grand doors of Roderich's home, and was promptly tackled by a blur of amber and green.

"FRATELLO!" a high-pitched chibi voice squealed as the older Italian struggled against his little brother's iron grip.

"Hey, Feliciano" said Lovino. He attempted to mask his happiness. He missed his little fratelo.

"Wait right here!" he squealed. "I'll tell miss Elizabeta you're here!" Feliciano scurried away and Lovino rolled his eyes at his brother's antics, hr then began to tap his small foot annoyingly.

Not 2 moments later, was he body slammed into a wall by a small blond in a large black hat.

"Hey!" yelled the angry chibi. "What the hell! Bastardo!" he fumed.

"You aren't Italia! Who are you?" cried the mystery chibi. He had a small wooden dagger pressed to the older boy's chest.

"Even I can tell your dagger is fake, potato bastard." said the peeved chibi. This guy was pathetic!

"No its not! I could slice you to pieces with this!" cried the insistant blond boy. Once again the annoyed Italian boy rolled his large auburn eyes.

"Prove it." he stated shortly

"F-fine." the other nation stuttered. He began to poke Lovino's cheek with his small tool. That was the last straw. He only let Boss poke his cheek. How dare that bastardo! Lovino snapped.

"STOP THAT! YOU STUPID POTATO EATER! NOBODY POKES MY CHEEKS BUT BOSS! NOBODY!" he shreiked. Just as the small boy had finished yelling, his fratello, and who he assumed was Miss Elizabeta rushed in.

"Calm down, fratello! Holy Rome didn't mean it!" cried the younger Vargas brother. Tears were welling up in his large eyes.

Holy Rome was prepared to comfort Feliciano, Lovino could see that much, but he beat the blond to it. He gave his little brother a hug and a very rare 'I'm sorry'. The smaller chibi stopped crying and hugged back, nither noticing an irritated blond nation and Elizabeta spazzing out from chibi cuteness.

Yeah, Lovi was a pretty good big brother.

Okay, I hope you enjoyed that. I love writing it. Reviews are much apperciated. I still don't own Hetalia. I'm gonna start writing longer stories, and drama instead of fluff. I'm still going to write cute things, though. Kthxby :3