A/N: So as I was waiting on line for a ride at Six Flags, this little drabble idea came to mind, and I made it flourish on the way back home. So I hope you enjoy this random little fluffy fic! I don't own Hetalia~
"Veh! Hurry up you two!" Feliciano gleamed. "You're both so slow!" His leather shoes clicked against the rocky pavement that led him to the park.
"Slow? Dammit Feli, look how slow you run!" Lovino yelled back to his brother, a few yards behind him.
"Veh? This is fast for me!"
"When he's not fleeing…" Ludwig mumbled with his hands buried in his cargo pants.
"Ahhh, lighten up, mi amigo! The Amusement park is fun, no? Amusement is in its name!" Antonio placed a hand on Ludwig's tense shoulders, as if crushing the dreary atmosphere weighing them down, with his overall cheerfulness.
"Ja, but I really don't know-"
"If I'll be able to withstand the AWESOMENESS of Gilbert compared to mine!" Gilbert whispered to Elizaveta, as they stealthily walked against the bushes that lined the outside of the park.
"Shut up, that was such a lame comment and we need to stay hidden!" She hissed after sharply jutting him in the gut.
"A-Ah…" Gilbert's pain overwhelmed him, so he whimpered a sad sound and nodded his head with clenched teeth. A smile crept across Elizaveta's cheek as she placed a quick smooch on her boyfriend's cheek.
"Love ya' sweetie!" She lovingly whispered.
"I-I l-love you…t-too…" He said so painfully silent it was as if he were mouthing the words, like a message that was to be lost in the wind.
"Listen, it'll be fine! It's nice to do something different once in awhile, break out of routine!" Ludwig and Antonio finally reached the park gates, where two bickering Italians awaited, standing right in the middle of a long line. A few people deemed them un-exemplary, but they really didn't care. Antonio and Ludwig just hopped on line besides them, both knowing better than to jump into their conversation. The two brothers kept their unnecessary argument (That also didn't make much sense in the first place) going until they had all passed through the gates and officially entered the park.
"Feli that is the stupidest bullshit I've ever-"
"Woahhh~" The blubbering Italians quietly whispered under their breath in unison as they stared at the intertwining roller coasters in the distance, meshing into a pile of tied up strings. The sun beat down on everyone's faces, but left a sparkle that began to grow in Feliciano's mocha eyes. Lovino caught a glimpse of a ride not too far away, a clear outlier of the park. The tall, metal beast rumbled as the carts flew along the bright red tracks. Flips, loops, rise, and falls filled the rider's thoughts with fear. But Lovino's gaze widened as the screams filled his ears, as if he had feasted his eyes on a mouth-watering plate of tomatoes.
"Antonio, get your paella-loving ass over here! We're all going on that!" Lovino pointed, and the light in Feliciano's eyes faded, as he watched the riders dive face first down the near vertical drop.
"Sure Lovi! Let's go! Vamos!" Lovino grabbed his brother by the hand while Antonio grabbed Ludwig's, as they bolted down the path where the thrilling ride awaited.
"Damn! I didn't think my frying pan would be considered a weapon!" Elizaveta scowled. "At least I found a locker to put it in-G-Gilbert?" She spotted her boyfriend darting down a crowded path.
"They went this way!" He cried, while chuckling under his breath. Wow. Elizaveta thought. He's almost as excited as I am!
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"T-The Tormentor, h-huh?" Feliciano winced. "S-Seems…Big…" Ludwig could just sense the fear penetrating from Feliciano's thumping heart as the line and ride drew near.
"Aww, is little Feli scared? Don't worry, you don't have to go on if you don't want to-" Antonio began, but rude Lovino had to cut in.
"Shut up Antonio! Of course Feli has to go on! He needs to stop being such a weak, lame-ass, crybaby bastard!" Feliciano whipped his pain filled face away from the others, trying to hide the tears in his eyes. He hated that first word as much as the others-weak. He knew it was a word most frequently associated with him, but he didn't want it to be. He wanted to change, from the bottom of his heart; he wanted to yell out these yearnings, among other things. But he couldn't.
"N-No!" He just yelled, when turning back around. "I-I'll go…" Antonio nodded as he began to follow Lovino. But Ludwig stood firm.
"Have fun." Ludwig gruffly stated, expecting Feliciano to follow the others in. But no. Feliciano came rushing over to Ludwig instead.
"Vehhhh? Luddy, you're not going on?" Feliciano clung onto Ludwig in a desperate plea.
"P-Please don't call me that-"
"But you're the only reason I agreed to go on! Lovino's going to tease me the whole time and what if I die? I don't want to die! I could fly out of the cart like the time I flew out of your car-If I can fly out of a still car, I can fall out of a moving roller coaster-"
"FINE. I'll go on."
"-And fly through the air till I plummet-Really? YAY!" Feliciano grabbed Ludwig, who was fighting the blush behind his pale cheeks, by the hand and brought him up to where Lovino and Antonio were.
Each step brought them closer and closer to the death-defying ride up ahead, and each moment filled Feliciano with even fright. He was white as a ghost and panting heavily when they were strapped into the seat, and Ludwig was really regretting the choice to sit at the very front. Feliciano sent him a pathetic glance, with a beet red face, and Ludwig couldn't bear to see it.
Grabbing the shaky Italian's hand, he looked away, and mumbled, "It'll be ok Feliciano. Trust me." The power in Feliciano's limp hands returned to squeeze Ludwig's back with full force. The wheels began to roll forward, and his trembles grew more and more violent.
"Ahh!" Elizaveta muttered to Gilbert, so Ludwig and Feliciano wouldn't notice them sitting right behind them. "These straps are crushing my boobs!"
Gilbert just sneered slightly.
The weight against Feliciano's chest made it even harder for the meek little guy to breathe as they advanced towards the top. "I-I can't do this…" He began to nervously mutter.
"Close your eyes. It sometimes makes it better." Feliciano squeezed his eyes so hard that it forced some tears.
As the coaster was just tipping its peak, Ludwig was coming to his senses about something. He was currently strapped into one of the most terrifying rides he has ever laid eyes on, with an emotionally unstable, wailing Italian gripping onto him for dear life. This moment was twisted-ly exciting for him, as their stomachs flipped in unison, releasing the casket of butterflies inside.
"UWAAAAH!" Feliciano cried as their two hearts beat up into their throats, flipping and twisting through the air as the butterflies left to fly up their spine. Other cringe inducing screams were heard throughout the ride, and before they knew it, the ride was over, pulling into the platform. Only then did the German notice Feliciano pale legs wrapped against his and their hands interlocked in a tight grip.
"Well, well," Gilbert hollered to his brother after Feliciano walked over, with buckling knees, to Antonio and his brother. "Looks like someone's getting close with Feli~"
"Bruder, please, he was just scared." Ludwig really didn't feel like dealing with his older brother, who annoyed the hell out of him.
"Mmmmm….Yeah, he was…." Elizaveta muttered as she clicked through her phone, and began watching a video. "Heh…" She nudged Gilbert's arm. "You scream like a little girl!"
"Oh? Is that so?" A creepy smirk began to crawl across Ludwig's face in reaction to Gilbert's freshly red one. "I must see this-"
"Scheisse! Don't you dare Elizaveta-" Gilbert's voice rose to a loud hiss as he began to grow angrily flustered.
"Heheheh! He screamed louder than me!" She giggled as she replayed Gilbert's part, as Gilbert pulled her away.
"Let's go, Dammit I-I'm….hungry…" He mumbled with that pink face Elizaveta couldn't resist.
"I'm hungry too~" She innocently purred, pulling herself against his strong arm.
"….I'm kind of pissed off with you right now." He grumbled as she pushed him down an abandoned pathway, that no one entered.
"Kind of?" She pressed her lips against so hard against Gilbert that he almost fell backwards into the soft dirt. She thought he would comply, but he gently pushed her off.
"I'm actually really hungry."
"Fuck you." She growled as the reunited with society, and both fell lethally silent.
"….Fine. Later."
"Perfect~" Elizaveta chimed, that was all she needed to hear.
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"Ahh~ Lovi was so cute on the ride, when he screamed!" Antonio pinched and squeezed Lovino's cheeks; they were always chubbier when he pouted, as he was doing so at the said moment. "My cute little tomate~"
"Shut up! Y-You screamed too!"
"E-Everyone screamed…" Feliciano faintly replied as they were on line for the flume ride, he was still in the midst of recovering from the previous roller coaster.
"Feliciano, this ride isn't that bad, ok?" Ludwig whispered and Feliciano nodded with complete understanding.
"Lovi, you know I love your scream-"
"Stop it, you sick bastard?" Antonio finally noticed he was playing with Lovino's rosy cheeks again.
"Oh, sorry Lovi!" He stopped awkwardly. "Aye! Es muy caliente! At least the ride will cool us off, no?" He grinned as he noticed a tousled bushel of silver hair approaching them.
"Yo~ THE AWESOMENESS is here again!" Gilbert yelled as he and Elizaveta met the group in the middle of the line. He really didn't give a crap about how he was skipping the line-he could do that. He was Prussia, the one and only, after all.
"Ah, mi amigo! Nice to see you and your girl again!" He lowered his cheerful voice to add, "It's unusual, no?" Elizaveta snickered at Gilbert's apparent pathetic-ness.
"Of course I did I'm not showing up without someone like you-" His eyes grew bleak as he noticed Lovino's slightly confused face, which made him just shut up and say no more. Antonio just kept that same grin on his face.
Everyone was thankful that the line moved fast, because there was a bit of awkward tension surrounding them, all lost in the moment, despite how boring it was. No one could get himself or herself to speak, but the ride provided an escape.
"Two people per car, we'll have to split up." Ludwig broke the silence, as they were about to board the next set of riders. Elizaveta inched towards Gilbert, as did Antonio to Lovino, and Feliciano was cowering behind Ludwig. There was no discussion; they just boarded their retrospective cars to start the ride.
"I'm glad this isn't too scary, Ludwig! Veh…" Feliciano's happiness was slowly returning as the ride began to slowly move. As they crept up in preparation for the dive, water began splashing against the sides of the cart. "…Right?" Feliciano became losing confidence in Ludwig's words and closed his eyes.
"You'll be fine-," He yelled to a wailing Feliciano when they dropped into the waters.
"Ahhh! What was that?" He screamed, not recognizing the substance splashing against his skin, splashing a cold wave all over his body.
"It's water!"
Feliciano opened his eyes and laughed. "Hey look, I'm all wet!" He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself more than on the other ride. As the ride to a sharp turn, Ludwig slip on to Feliciano, who was just as surprised as he was. "Vehh!" He cried as they dropped down another drop, with the German still on top of the Italian. In effort to move away, Ludwig's eyes met Feliciano's and both blushed. It was as if Feliciano saw a light in his blue eyes that sent a chill of happiness down his spine. Ludwig gazed into those brown eyes that sparkled auburn in the sun, and couldn't look away. Another sharp turn in another direction pushed the two apart and broke their stare.
Both of them shivered as the ride came to a complete stop, not of fear, but of the sheer coldness that sunk through their clothes and to their bones.
"Vehh! That was so fun!" Feliciano patted Ludwig's arm and his eyes were fixed on it, in a happy, dazed trance. "Woah…what big muscles you have, Ludwig! No wonder you keep me safe~" His eyes wandered around Ludwig's soaked t-shirt, now turning faded as it accented his strong features.
"Let's go meet the others." He abruptly stood up and left they ride in an unusually flustered manner, leaving Feliciano in the dust.
"Eh? Why are you shaking, little tomate?" Antonio quizzically asked Lovino.
"D-Dammit….I-I'm c-cold…" He shivered as a light breeze blew against his wet back, as he exited the ride.
"Wait Lovi! Let me warm you-"
"Shut it!" Lovino met up with his brother and the 'potato bastard' and the two brothers just looked at each other, practically having an internal conversation.
"Um…Elizaveta?" She didn't answer and just remained in position. "The rides over."
"O-Oh!" She removed her fixation on Gilbert's chest, buff under his wet shirt, and stopped absent-mindish-ly stroking it. She took one glance at Ludwig, then back at her boyfriend. "I just can't get over how hot that shirt makes you look…"
"I can say the same to you." His eyes were brightly red, as they kept a strong gaze on her chest, before he slid his arms around her. "You're so sweet sometimes, I just want to squeeze you in my arms!" He embraced her tightly around her upper chest area and she laughed for a moment, before shifting her tone.
"Now get off." She found a way free of his grasp as she joined the others, leaving Gilbert sighing behind her.
A/N: Expect chapter two soon! :3 Please review!
