Feliciano had decided to take the long way back to his home. As he walked through the fields with his new circuit board and other groceries in his bag, he couldn't help but take in the scenery that surrounded him. It was a surprisingly sunny day, due to the fact that it was usually grey and miserable most of the time. This fascinated Feliciano to the upmost extent. Feliciano stopped as he saw a batch of small white lilies. Feliciano smiled to himself as he picked one. He knew what he was going to do with it. After that Feliciano carried on walking.
Feliciano's home wasn't that far from where he was heading; it was only a stone's throw away at the very least. Feliciano had reached a crossroad and turned left and carried on walking as he hummed to himself a lullaby he remembered from when he was a little boy that Grandpa Roma would sing to him. He could still remember the melody and the lyrics off by heart, even though he was newly nineteen. Feliciano had only found himself walking up the hill that was right next to his home when he began to sing the lullaby softly to himself.
"Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world, heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd away!"
When Feliciano had reached the top of the hill with the sun shining down on his face radiantly, he carried on walking as he found the old ancient oak tree that stood tall and large, some of its branches twined together with each other and a few accessories that Grandpa Roma had added which included a few metal steps to help Feliciano and Lovino climb up the tree with ease. Underneath the oak tree, Feliciano could see the stone gravestone that was perched in the shade of the leaves. Feliciano still found himself singing as he was drawing closer to the gravestone.
"Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!"
Feliciano stood in front of the gravestone with a soft, sincere smile on his face. He then sat in front of the gravestone with crossed legs and rested the lily in front of it. He placed his hands on his ankles and leaned in closer towards the gravestone and kissed the top of it lightly.
"Ciao, mamma." Feliciano said softly. There was a soft gentle breeze that tickled Feliciano's cheek that made him laugh slightly. He hadn't really known his mother well as she died when Feliciano and Lovino were only a few months old. He had been told that she was a free spirit and shared the same inventing passion with Feliciano. In his home were pictures of his mother everywhere. Grandpa Roma had put them everywhere so not to forget about her, which Feliciano didn't really understand that well. He just knew that his mother was a beautiful woman who died too young.
"How are you, mamma? I hope you're doing well in Heaven. I found a new circuit board for Kathalina, so she'll get better soon. I don't really know why she went haywire, but you should have seen it mamma; she just wouldn't stop twitching! I think she tried to drink some water and forgot she wasn't a real cat." Feliciano babbled with a smile. There was another gentle breeze that ruffled Feliciano's hair lightly and Feliciano laughed lightly. He knew that even though his mother was no longer with him, she was still listening to Feliciano's stories whenever he spoke to her. It was comforting really.
"Well, I should go before Lovino starts to yell at me. I hope you like the lily." Feliciano said softly, kissing the gravestone again before standing up. He waved at the gravestone before slowly turning away and walking away from the oak tree and his mother's remains. He would sometimes feel bad for leaving her on her own, but he knew that his mother was more than welcome to visit them back at home if she wanted to. As Feliciano walked down the hill slowly, he decided to sing the lullaby to himself; he couldn't get it out of his head since he started singing it.
"Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn."
Soon enough he found himself at the bottom of the hill. He looked up at it with a sad smile on his face as he sung the last few lines of the verse.
"Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!"
Another gentle breeze on his cheek and Feliciano closed his eyes. If he could imagine hard enough, he would feel his mother's arms wrapping around him and holding onto him tightly and never letting go. He would feel her curls brushing his cheeks and hear a soft voice of his mother. It was a comforting feeling.
"For God's sake Feliciano, where did you fucking run off to this time?! Your stupid cat's been barking and neighing for two hours straight, and you should thank me for not kicking that fucking cat down the stairs!" Lovino bellowed from behind Feliciano. Feliciano flinched slightly and turned around hesitantly to see Lovino storm towards him with a venomous look on his face. Like Feliciano, he had amber eyes and brown hair, except Lovino's eyes would have a permanent glare to them, and his hair was parted from Feliciano's right instead of the centre and a curl that went to the left rather than the right than Feliciano's. Feliciano laughed nervously.
"Heh-heh, had she really been that bad, fratello?" Feliciano asked nervously. Lovino rolled his eyes at him.
"I had to get away from that fucking thing. Honestly, one of these days that robot is going to end up as a toaster if it tries to come anywhere closer to me." Lovino growled acidly. Feliciano let out a slight laugh, but coughed hastily to cover it up. Lovino glared at him darkly.
"Where were you anyway?" Lovino asked curiously. Feliciano didn't reply, but looked up at the hill silently with a smile on his face.
"I went to see mamma." Feliciano said joyfully. There was a moment's silence, and Feliciano stole a quick glance at Lovino. Lovino was staring at the hill with soft eyes with a slight smile on his face. It was funny; he would always act mean and harsh sometimes. But when it came to their mother, he was as innocent and kind as Feliciano.
"Oh… well, you could have just told me instead of wondering off and leaving me with Kathalina, idiot!" Lovino said loudly with fury. Feliciano laughed, and suddenly dashed past Lovino.
"Come on then, fratello!" Feliciano called out to Lovino, who was chasing after him swearing his head off and using curses that Feliciano didn't think he heard before in his life. But Feliciano laughed loudly as he ran away from Lovino. It was times like these when Feliciano forgot the fact that the world was meant to be miserable and bleak and emotionless. It was times like these when Feliciano felt free. Of course there were times when he would invent things that people would never see in their lives.
Their home was a small ranch house made of copper metal and muddy brown brick. It was a strange house, with large windows and a crooked chimney and a few nuts and bolts screwed onto the wall for decor, but it was home. It was normal for houses to look like that for Feliciano. Feliciano slowed down a bit as he opened the front gate and walked through the gate. Lovino was close behind him panting heavily and clutching his chest tightly as they walked through the back door of the large and tidy kitchen.
"And you… say… you can't… fucking… run…" Lovino panted darkly. Feliciano chuckled lightly, but then suddenly felt something brush against his ankles. He then looked down to see his Kathalina. Although Kathalina looked like a real cat, with soft shabby brown fur and bright green eyes, she was indeed a hundred percent machine inside and out. Feliciano picked up Kathalina and held her close to his chest as she nuzzled her head against him lightly and mewled softly.
"Oh, so now you fucking act like a cat?" Lovino said furiously. Feliciano laughed joyfully. Kathalina hissed at Lovino suddenly, which sparked off a swearing mechanism in Lovino's mindset. There was a deep rumbling noise of a chuckle that echoed through the kitchen.
"Are those the voices of my sweet little nipoti that I hear?" Grandpa Roma said as he walked into the kitchen with a large grin on his face. Tall and strong built with dark thick curls and blazing amber eyes, Grandpa Roma barely looked older than thirty. But when he hugged Feliciano and Lovino together, Feliciano could sense the usual protection of a grandparent. Suffocating at times, but something that Feliciano looked towards to for safety.
The next chapter awaits you
