You know, I should really stop watching cosplay videos. When I do, my muse demands smut. So, sorry.

This is based off the cosplay video "Mowing the Lawn" with the costume descriptions from .

Hope the characters aren't too OOC. I imagine Feli has a temper much like his brother, just with a longer fuse. And his interactions are based on ones I've had with my sister, so yeah…

Enjoy!

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You know, in retrospect, this really isn't surprising. That was the thought running through Italy's head as he pondered his current situation.

Really, he should have seen it coming. Romano had always enjoyed annoying him when it came to two things: his feelings for his tall, German friend and his love of frilly things. Well, THAT one didn't bother him as much. I mean really, he looked great in girls' pants, stockings were surprisingly nice on his legs and if there happened to be a few pairs of panties tucked away in his drawers alongside a few things from the back of a Spencer's store and a few choice photos of his friends with no shirt covered in sweat….

Well, everyone has some secrets and those certainly weren't keeping his pants dry.

Still, he didn't have to make me do something involving BOTH of those! And all because of a stupid bet…

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It was exactly a week before Halloween and the two Italies had been invited to a costume party America was holding. They had known about this for weeks, yet Romano had always been "busy". He finally found time for the shopping and now, the two were examining the lack of choices.

"No. No. No." That was all he heard from his brother as he dug through a pile of costumes that someone had thrown to the floor. Feliciano just shook his head and went to the next aisle. They hadn't had much luck today and his patience was beginning to wear thin. He needed a laugh. He turned the corner and got just that as he was greeted by the sight of the "international" costumes.

Feli giggled as he looked around. Most of the male costumes had been picked clean, with the only ones left either being too big or too small. The rest were all lady costumes: German, Hispanic, Arabian etc. Sexy all around. Feli's eyes roamed a bit before settling on one. It was a Cantina Girl: little white dress, black corset, red sash and roses in the hair. It was perfect.

He grabbed one in M and walked back to his brother. "Hey Romano, I found the perfect costume for you!"

His brother turned to look at him, "Really?!" He said, excited that the search may be over. Feli held it up and watched his brother's face go from joy to shock to anger in 3 seconds.

"WHAT KIND OF PERSON DO YOU THINK I AM,FELI?! A PUTTANA?!" Feli couldn't help himself; he started laughing. So hard, he buckled over and ended up on the floor.

When his laughter subsided, Romano sighed before offering a hand to his brother. Feli took it since he didn't trust his own legs. He then snatched the costume from his hands and dragged him back to the "International" aisle.

Once there, Romano began to furiously search the racks for…something. Feliciano was about to make himself comfortable when, "Aha!"

His head turned to his brother who was holding another costume which he held out to him. Feli took it and gapped at what he saw. It was a German beer girl costume: white blouse, brown bodice, green skirt with a little white apron and matching socks. "I'll wear this," Romano thrust forth the Cantina Girl costume. "If you wear that. I bet he'll like it." Romano finished.

Italy gapped for a minute before responding, "Only if when we wear them, we confess." That was something his brother would never do. But, Romano had a serious look on face as he said,

"Deal."

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Sadly, neither one of them had the strength to do it and had gotten separate costumes. Yet even after 10 months, they both still had them. Saved for a rainy day, I guess. He thought. Well, a week ago, Romano cashed in his rainy day and now he and Antonio were….together?

Now he needed to use his.

He sighed, God , please don't let me look like a fool in this.

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Ok, so this is just background. Next chapter will get to the good stuff.

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Ta, lovs!