Hey everybody! I have a new story here~! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or related, or Cake Mania or related.

"Ve, Nonno, Nonno!"(Grandpa, Grandpa!) a young boy with auburn hair cheered, running into a bakery. A man somewhere in his mid fourties looked up from behind the counter, a smile spreading across his face at the sight.

"Il mio piccolo Feli!"(My little) he cried, running out the side of the counter. He knelt down, hugging the child. "Feliciano, quanto tempo é stato?"(how long has it been?) he asked happily.

"Troppo lungo,"(Too long) Feli said, hugging up close to him. The older man chuckled. "Così, come sei stato?"(So, how have you been?) Feli looked up at him.

"Noi abbiamo stato buono,"(We have been good(roughly,I'm usin' Google here)) he answered, glancing back to the door. The older man blinked and looked up, seeing a slightly older boy with dark brown hair in the doorway.

"Ah, Lovino!" he exclaimed, running over with Feli in one arm. "Ah!" Feli screamed happily. "Nonno, smettere di farlo!"(Grandpa, stop doing that!) He simply laughed and scooped up the other teen, who yelped.

"M-mi ha mess oil cazzo in giú, chigi!"(P-put me the f*** down, d****t) he shouted, struggling against his arm. The man frowned at him, but he smiled again in an instant. "Ora perché dovrei farlo?"(Now why would I do that?) he asked, swinging the two of them around.

"S-smettila! Nonnoooo!"(S-stop that! Grandpaaaa!) the older one whined. He laughed and flopped onto the floor, setting them both down. "Ora dimmi,"(Now tell me) he began, "Ciò che è special abbastanza per portare I miei due nipoti preziosi per una visita?"(What is special enough to bring my two precious grandsons for a visit(I'm so sorry Italians, I know this must be wrong T.T))

Feli stopped smiling for the first time, and his brother turned away. "A… A tale proposito…"(A… About that) he said, hands gripping at his pants legs. Their grandfather's smile faded as well. "Che… Che cos'è?"(What… What is it?) Feli looked intently at the ground, eyes watering.

"V-ve… Um, questo n-non è una visita…"(This i-isn't a visit) Feli said sadly. His grandpa waited patiently for him to continue: "M-Mamma e Papà… Sono… S-sono…"(Mom and dad… they are… th-they are)

"Ch-chigi, sono morto!"(D-d****t, they are dead!) Lovino snapped, turning around. He was crying, too. Their grandpa almost physically flinched back in shock. "Ch-che cosa!? Quando!? Come!?"(Wh-what!? When!? How!?)

Feli hiccupped and managed to answer, "Qualche… Qualche giorni fa…f-fossero in una macchina schianto." (A few… A few days ago… th-they were in a car crash) After a minute, their grandpa sighed and scooped Feli back up next to him. He tried to bring Lovino into the hug, but he batted his arm away. He gave him a small look before wrapping the other arm around Feli, too. Feli couldn't help it anymore and outright sobbed, turning his face into his grandpa's shirt. Lovino watched for only a moment before running over and jumping beside his brother, crying just as hard.

Their grandpa stroked the back of their heads, soothing them slowly to sleep. All the while, he was wondering just when the heck the Americans had been planning to call him and let him know.

And thus ends part one of the prologue~! I would go further, but I just feel like it would be better to end this one here before the time skip. Yes, there will be a time skip; I'm not spending forever building this up before I get to the Cake Mania part! So, don't forget to fav and follow, and maybe leave a comment to tell me how much I need to learn about Italian! *looks around* Seriously, is anyone out there willing to give me some basic Italian lessons through PM? I don't wanna mangle the language any more than I just did… Anyway, before anyone asks, Grandpa is 46 here, Feli and Lovi are 8 and 10. See ya next time guys. Bye~!