Hi!
So this is a pretty late update, eh? Blame it on HetaOni. *goes to a corner and sobs* Italy, my baby! God, who knew I'd get so hyped up over a game? I feel all the feels. So many feels. That doesn't make sense. I don't make sense. WHAT IS LIFE?
Yup, I'm rambling now, ain't I?
Onto the 4th chapter! Pretty crappy, but the word 'pretty' is before it so HA! Hehehe...he...he...I suck.
DISCLAIMER: I own Hetalia. And I'm an alien. Not.
Chapter 4: Not Getting Rid of 'Em
Lovina Vargas stirred as the sun's soft rays stroked her face gently. She smiled, still half-asleep, and opened her eyes-
-to a cat's face less than a centimeter away from her face. She squealed, scrambled backwards and promptly fell off the bed. The cat crept towards the bed's edge and looked at her disdainfully. Lovina could almost hear it say 'What an idiot.' She growled and untangled herself from the mass of bedsheets with difficulty.
She stood up, wobbling slightly and glared at the cat which was now licking its fur imperiously.
Bastardo.
She picked it up by its scruff and threw it down, ignoring the cat's hiss.
'Get lost, you stupid cat,' she muttered. Our heroine is definitely not a morning person, eh?
With one last hateful glance at Lovina, slunk out of the window reluctantly. Lovina scowled and looked down at her crumpled dress. She had forgotten to bring a spare. She sighed and stretched.
Can't do anything about that now.
She took off the cloth from the basket on the little bedside table and peered own at its contents. A small tin box with the stupid pasta. Some knives. Some money. Oooh, and two tomatoes! A grin slipped on her face. She had almost forgotten she'd brought them. She grabbed one and took a huge bite of her favorite fruit. She sighed happily. She hadn't eaten anything since lunch yesterday.
Moving on to the next tomato she picked up her red hooded cloak of the ground. She had been too sleepy to set it aside properly. She gulped down the last of her tomato and brushed the stray leaves off. After doing so, she pulled it on and readied the basket, humming slightly. It was going to be a nice day. She was going to get rid of the tomato-bastard and the hyper female warrior.
Yep, it was going to be a very nice day.
Her stomach grumbled. She was still hungry. Sighing, she made her way towards the door.
'Maybe I'll ask Sakura to make someth- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?'
Lovina glared at the man curled up in front of her door. Said man looked up, his ears pricked, and smiled blearily at her.
'Morning Lovi~!'
'Were you sleeping in front of my door the whole night?'
'Si~! I was guarding you!'
Antonio smiled brightly at her, rubbing his eyes. He pulled himself up to his feet oblivious of the daggers Lovina's eyes were throwing his way.
'You…You…what? Isn't this supposed to be a safe inn, bastardo?'
Antonio smiled adorably, 'Si, but that doesn't protect you from the pervert living here.'
'Pervert?!'
'Si! My friend, Francis. He's the cook,' Antonio said, beaming.
Why am I stuck with this bastard with a questionable taste in friends again?
'Whatever. I'm off to grab something to eat so that I can finally leave this damn shithole.'
With that, Lovina turned and walked down the hallway. Footsteps pattered behind her as she reached the staircase. Antonio.
Seriously, this guy's like a lost puppy.
Sighing, she resolved to ignore him and walked down. Glancing around, she made her way through the numerous cats sprawled around. What was it with this inn and cats? When reached the deserted reception area, her nose picked up the scent of food. She followed the smell and stopped in front of a door. Opening it cautiously, she peeped inside. A long blonde haired man looked up at her from the stove, his eyes lighting up with something unsettling at seeing her.
So this is Antonio's pervert.
'Ah, bonjour, mon cher! You must be the new guest, eh? What can I do for you? I'll do anything.'
He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at her.
I want to punch him.
Lovina scowled.
'I'm hungry. Got anything good to eat, bastard?'
His grin widened and he winked at her.
'Oh, yes, I do in fa-'
The cook caught sight of Antonio who was hovering behind Lovina and his eyes lit with genuine happiness.
''Tonio!' he exclaimed, now completely ignoring Lovina, 'How are you, mon ami? It's been such a long time.'
'Si, it has. I'm good, Francis! How about you?'
The two started chattering. Lovina felt a vein pop in her forehead. What was it with people completely ignoring her sometimes? She slipped out of the kitchen, unnoticed, fuming silently.
I'll just go find Sakura.
She opened a random door and paused at the sight in front of her. On the tatami mat, sat a man with messy brown hair and startling green eyes next to Sakura, a cat sitting on his head and another cat on his lap. Sakura was petting a cat cuddled up in her arms. More cats surrounded them, most of them sleeping.
'Hera is….cute,' the man – Herakles? – mumbled, holding up the cat in his lap. He talked like he was going to fall asleep at any moment.
Sakura nodded and said softly, 'Yes she is.'
Herakles nodded too. He turned to look at his wife.
'You are…cute too.'
Sakura flushed slightly.
'Thank you Herakles-san.'
Herakles smiled sleepily and kissed the top of Sakura's head. Sakura's blush intensified at this.
Lovina chose this moment to clear her throat uncomfortably. Their heads whipped towards her – well, Sakura's did. Herakles just stared at her blankly.
'Uh, sorry to break the moment, but – er - I'm hungry and Francis and Antonio have started a goddamn reminiscing party but I'm really hungry and – er - yeah. And I have to pay for the night. And – I'll stop talking now.'
Lovina mentally kicked herself. Could she sound more stupid? Sakura nodded putting her cat down and standing up. Her cheeks were still flaming red.
'Sorry, Lovina-san. I'll, um, talk to Francis-san.'
With that, Sakura rushed out, leaving Lovina alone with her husband. Lovina turned to find him already asleep, cats curled up around him. She blinked.
Goddammit, this whole forest is filled with freaks.
'Mooorning! The hero's awake!'
Lovina snorted, still shoveling her food in her mouth.
'Good morning, Amelia-san.'
'Hola Amelia!'
'Yo Sakura! Yo Lovi! Yo 'Tonio! What's for breakfast?'
'Scrambled eggs and bacon, mon cher,' Francis said, slinking into the small dining area. He winked at her.
'Or you could have moi?'
Amelia looked at him incomprehensibly.
'But I'm not a cannibal, I'm a hero!'
Lovina nearly choked on her food. God, this girl was so dense. Antonio happily thumped her back.
'So bastardo,' Lovina began, 'Aren't you a wolf? Shouldn't you be eating, I don't know, a raw lamb or something?'
Antonio's hand went to his heart.
'Lovi~ I may be a wolf, but I don't like eating my fellow animals without cooking them first!'
'…..'
'….Lovi?'
'…..'
'Lovi~'
Lovina dutifully continued to eat her food. Talking with this idiota was giving her a headache. His priorities were so messed up.
She felt a poke to her ribs.
'Lovi!'
She turns and glared at Antonio who was looking at her with drooping ears.
'What?'
'Where are we going after this?'
'Wait, who said that you were coming with me for the entire journey?'
Amelia turned away from her conversation with Sakura to look at her.
'Of course he and I are coming with you! I'm the hero and he's your dog!'
'I'm not a dog!'
'Aw, come on, aren't wolves dogs too?'
'No! Dogs are not wolves!'
'But the hero thin-'
'Shut up, bastards!' Lovina yelled, 'You both are not coming!'
Both of the two idiots looked at her.
Oh no, they aren't doing that.
Antonio's face adopted a kicked-in-the-face-puppy look and Amelia's bright blue eyes stared at her reproachfully.
Those faces are not going to faze me. No. I am strong. Strongstrongstrong.
'Lovi~ We want to go!'
'Pleeassee, Lovina! I am your hero!'
Those faces. The attack of the faces.
Lovina stared at the two bastards for a long moment. Finally, she let out a disgruntled sigh.
'Fine. Do whatever you want. Bastards.'
She turned back to her food as the two whooped.
I don't think I'm going to survive this journey, Feli.
Antonio and Amelia were waving enthusiastically at the owners.
'Bye Sakura! It was awesome meeting you! I'll stop by again soon!'
'Adiós, Francis! I'll say 'Hola' to Gil for you if I meet him!'
Sakura and her husband stood at the door. Herakles' arm was draped around his wife, a cat still on his head. He looked drowsy, as usual. Sakura waved back politely. On the contrary, Francis stood by the front garden's gate waving enthusiastically, wiping his eyes with a lacy handkerchief.
Lovina glared at the two idiots in front of her.
'You've been saying goodbye for almost an hour. Are you coming or not?'
'Ah, si! I'm coming!'
'Sure we are! I'm the hero!'
Lovina sighed as her two companions turned and finally started to walk.
I think that's enough of the freaks, right? We surely won't meet more of these idiots. Even the Dark Woods has its limits.
Boy, was she wrong.
Ahahaha! R&R! It makes me so very, really, outrageously, awesomely, bananas happy. I'm so good at making no sense! Excuse the grammar mistakes and stuff. I'm so good at making them.
'Til the next chapter then~
Rae, out! Wooo~
