Hello, second fanfic i've written and hopefully it's good for you
Fem!romano: Chiara
Fem!italy: Felicia
Fem!spain: Isabella
Male!belgium: Thomas
Tomato family shenanigans
"shhh, do you want to be discovered, idiota?" whispered Chiara to her little sister, who's currently tipsy from all that beer and chats with that potato bastard. "It's 6 o'clock already and last thing I want is mom and dad waking up" Chiara knew she was in trouble. The first time she took Felicia with her to a party and she currently drunk as a stunk. She took her sister's hand and went to the door, "we just have to pass the stairs to our rooms and we can finally finally sleep."
Felicia had an old photo frame in her hands, Chiara noticed. It was a picture of their parents' wedding. Their mother with her olive tanned skin with a beautiful wedding dress, having her typical rose in her hair. Next to her stood their father, tall with wavy blond hair, with bright green eyes. Chiara smiled, she often dreamed of a happy marriage like that of her parents. She put the picture back and opened the door. "be silent" she whispered to her sister noticing how pale she is, which made Chiara worried: "what is it, sorella?" Behind her Chiara heard a familiar voice, which made her also pale as marble.
"Why are both of you so late?" demanded Thomas, ready to leave for work but currently shocked, and angry, when he saw his daughters. The pair began to stutter, trying to save their skin "w-we had a small delay with the bus a-and-" Thomas sighed: "go to bed, both of you. We'll talk about this at dinner with your mother." Both sisters wend upstairs with defeat, and Felicia having hiccups of the alcohol. Thomas saw them going upstairs and turned around, going to the garage. When he stepped in his car, ready to go, he led a deep sigh 'alcohol, coming home late,…' thought Thomas "yep, they're my daughters" told he himself, smilling about some lovely memories. "and God be with them when Isabella is preaching" he said with a shiver, remembering the last time he came home drunk 'it was still Daniel's fault'.
Felicia turned in her bed towards Chiara: "hey sorella" "what?" asked a fatigued Chiara "thanks for bringing me with you, it was so awesome" said Felicia with a grin. "go to sleep you idiota" said her sister turning around with a small smile, happy that she med an interesting American.
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