It was a beautiful day outside just like any other day in the springtime; with the bright blue skies, the radiant warm sun, and the sounds of children playing outside. It was a day that any child could enjoy, any child...except Chibitalia.
Poor little Chibitalia was unfortunate enough to catch a cold and was unable to enjoy the outside air like the other children. For most of the day, he had done some painting but eventually he grew tired and bored of it, letting out a sigh as he watched other children playing outside.
He heaved a sad sigh as he said out loud to himself, "This stinks. I am still stuck in my room because of this stubborn cold that refuses to go away. I have been able to do lots of paintings but...even I want to do something different and I can't leave my room or Grandpa Rome will get mad at me...I wish there was something else I could do."
"My little Italy!" Rome shouted as soon as he entered the room.
"Grandpa Rome!" Shouted the young boy back. Rome took the small little boy into his arms and cuddling close to him which of course made Chibitalia giggle and cuddle right back, settling into his grandfather's arms.
"How's your fever?" Rome asked, settling the boy down on one of the bed in his rooms.
Starting to feel a little down, the boy replied, "The fever isn't as bad as yesterday...but I still wish I had something else to do."
During the last few days Rome had canceled many battles or any business trying to take care of his youngest grandson. It was also during these days that he was also trying to find something good and fun to do while he was sick. Sadly many of the things he though could be considered dangerous and deadly to the boy's health, so he had to take them off his list.
But miraculously he did find something that he could do for the boy while he was sick. "I brought you something," he said as he went over to his bag and took an old book which peaked Chibitalia's curiosity. Rome had bought it in the marketplace at a reasonable price. "I thought I could read it to my little wonder," he smiled brightly at him, slightly rubbing his hand between his hair.
He responded, giggling a little as his grandfather rubbed his hair, "Well...it looks kind of old...is it an exciting book Grandpa? I would hate to be bored by it.
"I really don't know how to answer that, I haven't actually read it myself," Rome said opening the book and rummaging fast through the pages to see if he could get a hint which made the boy a bit curious because now it meant that his grandfather could have picked any kind of book and they wouldn't really know what kind it was until after reading most of it.. The only thing Rome could read at the moment was the title of the book 'The Princess Bride'.
"Maybe it's about pretty princesses," he let his mind go wild in thinking how this princess could look it. But he himself burst his bubble, he couldn't think of such things with his grandson like this. "How about I just begin to read it to you and see where this take us," he opened the book, waiting for Italy to tell him when it was right to finally start.
"Well it sounds like it could be a nice story. I guess I can try to listen." Chibitalia settled back in his bed to be comfortable while he waited to hear this new story.
"The Princess Bride, Chapter One…"