A/N: As promised one update for my story but probably not the one you wanted XD

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia but Christmas is coming up and that would probably be the best present ever *wink wink*


Lovino had never been the comforter. He wasn't exactly the nicest person or the most empathetic. But when he looked at the rejected Prince Antonio he couldn't help feel sorry for the guy. His brother had always been the well liked by everyone; a quality that brought him many suitors (though he never realized it) and helped him overshadow his older brother. Now however this quality clearly wasn't helping the whole running-away-from-your-future-husband situation. So Lovino did something he usually never did. He tried to comfort the mopping man. Note the word: tried.

"Oi'. Spanish bastard. Stop moping, you look like a pathetic puppy." He spat out before crossing his arms. In all fairness the man before him did look pretty pathetic. He was slouched over in his chair with a look of utter despair on his face. Their grandfather had come to see them not too long ago saying that Feli needed the night to get used to the idea. Let's just say the Spaniard wasn't taking it too well.

"What did I do? I thought I was being nice but maybe I was accidently rude." His eyes went wide "What if I offended him?! Maybe when I said hello I broke some ancient Italian tradition! Oh no! I've offended the royal family of Italy! I could be arrested! Or worse I could be beheaded!" the Spanish man broke into tears before lurching forward and wrapping himself around Lovino's waist. "Please don't kill me Lovi!"

"C-Chigi~ Get your hands off me bastard!" Lovino quickly shouted quickly pushing Antonio off as his cheeks flamed red "and don't call me Lovi!" The man slumped back into his chair with a soft whimper. Antonio turned his watery eyes up at Lovino sniffling. Lovino couldn't help but sigh. The distraught man wasn't going to let him go easy and his mamma always said that the way to man's heart was through his stomach. Ironically his Papy always said it was through his ribcage.

"If you want I can make you some pasta or something. But whatever it is its going to have tomato and if you don't like tomato you can-" but before he could finish Lovino was tackled once again when Antonio leaped over to hug him.

"Thank you so much! I love tomato!" Lovino couldn't help but feel startled by the sudden transformation just because of the red fruit but at least he wasn't crying again. Hastily getting out of his shock he pushed the Spaniard off. Again. 'This guy sure is a clingy bastard' Lovino couldn't help think before he got up and headed for the kitchens; leaving the slightly confounded man on the floor where he fell. Lovino started walking out of the room before glancing back at the still confused Spaniard.

"Coming?" He smirked before turning again, hearing the quick steps behind him.


A/N

So there you are. One chapter completed and a cliffhanger left from the last chapter. I'm sorry… But I will hopefully update soon if I don't get too distracted... Anyways please review/favorite/follow or even pm me if you have questions or things you want to talk to me about!

~Ashe