Feli flipped through a stack of developed photographs Lovino had just picked up. "Woow, Lovi! These are really good! They remind me of how beautiful Italy was – is!"
"They're not that good." Lovino's expression was curt, but inside he shrank away from himself in disgust. These pictures were his pride and joy. Why was he now abandoning them?
"Huh? You really think so?" Feli considered one of the pictures and smiled. "Well, I still like them. Hey, maybe Grampa will send both of us together next time!"
The telephone rang. Feli got up to hunt down one of the nomadic receivers, leaving Lovino to stare at the dusty sunbeams that washed in through the open window.
"Grazie, Feli," he said, his voice weak and sad.
I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters.
So, uh, in my head, Romano is an amazing photographer and Italy is awesome at painting. It's also worth mentioning that I had to rework the Romano-centric AU concept a few times to hit the right chord, so some scraps will come from that alternate version as well. I'll try to scatter them through other pieces, though.