"how could i have blurted out something so stupid?" england thought as he ran after romano, he usually thought before he said something, but people made mistakes, right? " LOVINO WAIT! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" running with his bulky traveling case wasn't helping him very much. he was usually pretty fast, but his case was weighing him down. "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" romano turned a corner and took a breath, england was far behind him but out of anger he turned to the nearest lamppost and kicked it. bad idea. "OUCH DAMMIT!" romano shouted as he grabbed his foot in pain and sat on the pavement. england soon caught up with romano and saw that he was sitting on the pavement. "romano, i'm sorry, i really am….lovino?" england knelt down and saw that he was crying silently. "s-shut up a-and leave me a-alone b-bastard…" romano didn't look england in the eyes,he didn't want to. "romano, why are you crying?" "because i kicked a stupid lamppost, alright? j-just help me." england had to let out a light giggle as he picked romano up. "you act tough but you're just as weak as your brother." romano would've said something but he was too focused on the pain in his foot 'how hard did i kick that thing?!' romano thought, he immediately snapped out of his thoughts just to realize hed been whimpering softly and england had just been standing there looking at him with the most astonished look on his face. "...what the hell are you looking at eyebrows?" romano said flatly, the moment he said that england burst out in a fit of giggles."you are simply adorable!" "WHAT!?" "you're whimpering like you're a nothing but a lad!" "s-so?" was all romano could reply with before something caught englands attention. "is that the hotel?" he was looking at a sign on a building across the street. "si." "oh and lovino..?" romano sighed." you can't speak italian either so you need me to translate for you." england was slightly surprised by how romano knew he would need help with that. but it was sort of obvious since he couldn't read it. " ah, bobs your uncle, if it's not too much trouble." romano looked at england and contorted his face in pure confusion. "...che chozza?!" england had to think for a moment on why the italian had been confused, then it hit him. "oh i apologize lad! i meant 'thats right!'" romano was still confused, he was damn-well sure he didn't have an uncle name bob, infact he didn't know anyone with that name. "i'm still confused eyebrows." england lacked a better explanation and shifted slightly while still holding romano. "er...i'll explain later, lets just get to the hotel." england suggested, romano just simply nodded and england started walking.
as they entered the hotel england noted that the inside was just as beautiful as the outside. he walked up to the counter and the clerk greeted them cheerfully."ciao! benvenuti all'hotel, avete una prenotazione?" england just smiled while romano replied for him. "Sì, Arthur Kirkland?" the clerk nodded and turned to a small shelf of keys and handed one to romano. "la camera si trova al terzo piano e il numero è tre, hanno una bella giornata!" romano nodded. "grazie, troppo." he then looked at and england repeated what the clerk had said. "thanks lad.".
it wasn't too long until they reached englands hotel room and england could finally put his travel case down. "lovino do you think you can walk?" romano just shrugged. " i don't know, i could try." england put romano down as gently as he possibly could. "OWW! S-STOP! AAAHH!" romano cried out in pain, he must've kicked that lamppost harder than he intended. romano leaned against the wall taking the weight off his foot. "would you like me to help you to the bed?" england offered in a comforting voice but romano only replied with a sarcastic answer. "no, because i would love to stand here leaning against a wall while my foot is in pain." england smirked and tapped romanos foot lightly. "OUCH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" "you brought that upon yourself lad~." romano just gritted his teeth and spoke with obvious forced politeness. "yes, i would like it if you'd help me." england smiled innocently. "thats better!" "oh shut up!" england chuckled and help romano to sit on the bed and romano sighed. " take my shoe off" "what?" "take my shoe off, but i swear to god if you try anything i'll kill you." england looked at romano with a smirk. this is coming from the person who cried after they kicked a lamppost. "JUST SHUT THE HELL UP AND TAKE MY SHOE OFF!" england decided to mess with him some more just for the sake of it. "why can't you take off your own shoe?" now romano was starting to get frustrated and huffed. "fine! i will!" he took his shoe off while wincing in pain but the sight made england step back and romano scream. "MY FOOT IS PURPLE!" "as it appears…" "SO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! DO THAT WEIRD MAGIC THING YOU DO!" " i will once you QUIT YELLING AT ME!" romano glared at england." just fix my foot." england nodded and went to his suitcase where he started to dig through all the things he brought with him. 'ties..shirts..pants..undergarments..aha!' england stood holding what seemed like ordinary bandage wrap and romano wasn't very impressed. "thats just bandage wrap." "so it seems!" england sat on the floor in front of romano and started wrapping romanos foot and the more romanos foot was wrapped the more relieved he looked. "how did you do that?" england finished wrapping romanos foot then sat on the bed beside romano. "i enchanted the bandage so you can't feel any pain even though your foot isn't healed yet." romano stood up and walked around as a test and then looked back at england and nodded. "nice job eyebrows, lets go to the restaurant me e mio fratello own." england nodded and stood up, "that sounds like a swell idea!" romano motioned him towards the door. "so tell me why you told me that bob was my uncle.." england was going to have a bit of a hard time explaining this…..
A/N: ok,so if you want to know what the italian is, i don't feel like putting all the translations (cuz i'm lazy and i've been typing for hours) so just go put them in google translate (sorry people on mobile) but i can't tell you right now it has nothing to do with pianos or cameras…..oh yeah! in england 'bobs your uncle' means the same thing as 'thats right!' for people who were still wondering.