Rules for dating my brother

Chapter 1 Feliciano and Lovino

rules for dating my brother by Feliciano Vargas

1. Give him lots of hugs
2. Give him lots of kisses
3. Give him lots of tomatoes
(Feli! Dammit why did you put that in there? that tomato bastard is gonna think i like him now!
Lovvvvviiiiiiii, you do like him. you're dating him aren't you?
No! he's an idiot and a bastard! i hate him!)
4. tell him how nice he looks often.
(Feli! that is a stupid one. let me write these.
No Lovi! i get to write the rules for you. you write the rules for me. and they'd better be nice and not mean to Ludwig.
i don't want you dating that damn potato bastard Feli.)
5. ummmm, make him pasta and give him kitties and flowers and did i say hugs and kisses?
(Feli you idiota. write normal rules that are actually rules not stupid stuff you want.
My rules are stupid fratello? *sniff* i'm sorry.
don't cry you little idiota. they're ok.
Yay! thank you Lovi!)
6. ummm, dress well. Gucci, Armani. you have to look good.
(ok i agree with that one there.)
7. be nice to Lovi. no matter how grumpy he is or how much he calls you a bastard or stupid or a stupid bastard be nice!
(I don't call anyone stupid bastard and i am not grumpy. stupid bastard)
8. ummmm, i can't think of anymore Lovi. is that enough?
yes Feli. now it's my turn. hehehe

rules for dating my stupid little brother by Lovino Vargas

1. don't be German.
(Lovi that's not fair!)
2. don't be a potato bastard.
(Lovi!
Shut up these are my rules now.)
3. don't have blond hair or blues eyes and a stick up your ass.
(Lovi be nice!)
4. be nice to the little idiot.
5. give him lots of pasta so he'll shut up and not be yelling pasta constantly.
(Lovi i don't yell pasta constantly.
yes you do.
no i don't.
yes you do.
no i don't.
whatever idiota.)
6. again we can't stress enough, dress well. we're Italian dammit if you wanna have anything to do with us at least know a few Italiandesigners.
7. no damn potatoes.
(Lovi! i like potatoes sometimes.
you take that back dammit!)
8. lay one damn finger on my little brother you potato bastard Ludwig and i'll rip your arms off and beat you to death with them!
(Lovi that's a bit harsh don't you think?
no it's not! he needs to keep his damn potato hands to himself!
Loooovvvviiiiiiii!)