Hi guys! Welcome to Chapter 4!

Here's some Child!Spamana, and a ?

Remember that she's not as tsundere in this environment. Just keep that in mind.

I'm quite proud of this chapter, I don't really know why.

I don't own Hetalia.


It's been four days now, four days since she came here.

And she enjoyed every moment of it. It consisted of getting to know the property, it's employees(apparently it was their day off when she arrived), and of her caretakers. The employees seemed to like her, especially the two maids on duty of cleaning and cooking. And no one minded her cussing; Julius thought it was weird that no one seemed to care but oh well. Julius was out a lot during the day so she spent more time with Ms. Luciana.

Today, Ms. Luciana is going to take her to go see Antonio and she was going to speak Spanish to him. After reading through all the books of reading in general and then to learning Spanish within three days, she felt accomplished. Julius was skeptical at this, and kept quizzing her until he had to leave.

And now they were in the car, approaching the market.

(Next scene)

Lovina grabbed Luciana's hand and pulled her towards where she thought Antonio and his family lived. Luciana smiled down at her. 'I remember when I was this tiny and excited to see Julius.' And then she giggled a bit. 'If Antonio and Lovina become like us, Julius is going to throw a fit like my father did.'

"Oh, hello," says Antonio's mother, smiling as she looked down at Lovina, "he's playing by himself again in the alley."

"Oh, okay." Lovina went. Antonio's mother started to laugh and faced Luciana. "He has been moping ever since she left, the poor thing."

Luciana smiled and laughed as well. "She kept asking if she could come back, and even learned Spanish."

"Really?"

"Yes, she went through all the material, telling herself that she was going to surprise the bastard."

"Bastard?"

"That's how she talks- she doesn't mean like that. She calls everyone that once in a while; she doesn't remember where who she got it from, but it's a habit now for her."

"Oh, that's right. Your husband found her at a train station right? I heard about that."

"You did?"

"Yes, did you know there was a fight between two mafia heirs; they were the cause of the abrupt stop."

"Really?"

"People like that," she shook her head, "I wonder what they were fighting over."

"Even people like them understand what they're doing- they were probably fighting over something very important."

Lovina looked to see Antonio kicking the ball at the wall, again and again, with a bored expression on his face.

"Hey bastard!" she said in perfect Spanish.

"Lovi?" he turned to see her and smiled. "Lovi, you're back again!"

"Yeah! And what's with the Lovi?"

"It's cute! And short!"

"So you hate my long name?" She thought, 'My name's not that long... is it?'

"What? No, I love your name..."

"Then why Lovi?"

He scratched the back of his head and blushed a little, "Well, you're my friend, so a nickname? You can all me 'Toni' if you want..."

'A nickname huh?' she thought. "Okay then... Toni." She warm all of the sudden, and she didn't know why.

He smiled at her, "Let's play, Lovi!"

"Okay bastard."

"Oh!" he seemed to realize something. "What?" asked Lovina.

"You're speaking Spanish!"

Lovina grinned, "Yeah bastard! I am! You finally noticed!"

And they started to play, and this lasted for a good two hours, smiling and laughing.

"Did you have fun?" asked Julius.

"Of course bastard! You think I wouldn't have fun?"

"Well, boys his age tend to be rough."

"Says the man who picked flowers with his 'forever beloved' at that rough age, bastard." At this, Julius blushed, while Luciana laughed with the attending maids.

They were making dinner right now, and Lovina was learning the fundamentals of making pasta. And making sauce- with tomatoes.

Tomatoes were officially her favorite thing in the world. It wasn't because Antonio told her what is was. It also wasn't because it was the first thing they ate together. Nope, it wasn't any of those things. She just loved it- she didn't have to explain anything to anyone. Really, she didn't.

"Can I play with him again tomorrow?" Julius stiffened at this. "Yeah... of course you can." He really didn't want her to go play with him, because... he really didn't know why.

"Oh," said one of the attending maids, "aren't your parents coming in tomorrow?"

"Oh, that's good," said Lovina, "then I can just be at Toni's until they leave."

"Sometimes they stay the night."

"Then I'll just stay with him."

"No," said Julius, "We're going to come take you back and introduce you to them."

Lovina sighed. "Fine bastard. Have it your way, but I get two extra hours to play!"

Now Julius sighed. "Fine..."

Luciana and the attending maids simply smiled at this developing father-daughter relationship.

(? A three people conversation)

"What? You're breaking off from us?" He seriously wondered what was going through his son's mind.

"Yeah, I'm going for the community part now; maybe run a restaurant too. Roberto should get what he has been working hard for these past years."

"Don..."

"But what about-"

"It's not worth it, the position. I lost my f***ing daughter- your other granddaughter because of it, now where is she?"

"It was my fault Don. Feliciana kept telling me to go back but, I thought you were going to come after me and get her. So I thought... I would give you that chance."

"That's bull Rob, and you know it. You never cared for her; she was better off in an orphanage, and you still kept her away from me!"

"..." He just watched the whole exchange between his sons carefully.

"Even Feliciana hates you now- you know that right bastard? You didn't even tell her, did you? That her 'sister' is her f*** cousin! You didn't have to keep that from her! Were you ashamed of me and my family?"

"No! I'm not! But..."

He continued to watch this exchange, and looked down at his lap.

It looked like a big box. It was; and it was filled with candy.

He opened the lid carefully, and looked inside with sad eyes; he didn't want his youngest son to be so secretive with his loved ones, but for that to happen, he had to be secretive with his loved ones as well.

He put his hand in as to not let his boys see two tiny hands hand him candy.

A tiny, frail, and gentle hand that was going to kick her father's ass someday.


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