Ludwig stared at the door in mounting anxiety, knowing what was to come. The Italians were coming, their footsteps coming for him.
"I'm so glad you came, big brother! Now we can get Gil and Roderich to come and we can have a big family get together…Oh! You brought your friends, they look kind of scary~ Why do you all have guns? Are you guys and Luddy going to go hunting? That sounds like fun. I'm so happy you are trying to get along with Luddy finally! Ve~"
"SHUT UP VENECIANO!"
"Okay!" They entered the room and Germany looked over and sighed. If he was going to be tortured, he wouldn't take it like a wuss. He made the mistake, he should suffer for it.
"YOU!" Romano glared at him, "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY BROTHER!"
Ludwig sighed, "It wasn't like I was completely in my right mind. Do what you must."
Romano grinned, aiming his gun. "With more than enough pleasure."
Feliciano frowned, "brother…brother what are you doing? That will not be very fun if Luddy gets hur-"
"I'm killing this bastard for touching you!"
Feliciano giggled, "but I touched him more… Well, we did a lot of touching… then again sometimes we hug and cuddle a lot, plus he lets me sleep in his bed and he's really-"
"FELI! I don't need to hear about this!" Romano put his finger on the trigger and glared deeper at the German before him. Germany sat calmly before him, waiting for the outcome.
It happened quickly. Feliciano sent the gun flying out of his brother's hands. He threw it aside before grabbing his brother and pushing him towards his gang. The Italian all but sat down upon the German.
"That was mean of you brother. You know Germany and I are married. Why would you threaten to kill him?"
"Feliciano! Move!" Romano grabbed another gun from his companions and aimed again. The North Italian looked at him with what could only be described as an evil look.
"You try to hurt Germany again and I will confess to the Holy Father about you and big brother Spain."
Romano glared harder, "I-I don't know what you are talking about!"
Germany stared at his wife as Feliciano wrapped his arms around him and hugged him close, "go away, Romano~ I want to spend some time with my wife."
"He's too muscular to be a wi-"
"Fratello~ Shoo!"
Romano stared at them, feeling his hate ripping him from his dear brother. He looked at the German in pure outrage. This was all-
"If you would just accept that Germany and I are together from now on, I wouldn't make you leave, but I don't want Germany to get hurt so go away."
"Brother…"
Germany went to speak when Feliciano kissed him. The Italian covered his front and held him close. Romano stared at the German for a moment before turning, "I don't need you to run Italy anyway. I can control the whole nation myself!"
"Then do it. I'll help Germany control Germany."
Romano left the duo and walked out, motioning to his men to follow. "Stupid German taking my brother and leaving me in charge of Italy; I'm going to be stuck in charge forever."
"Shall we invade Germany."
"Shut up, Giovanni. Go play some pokemon or something."
"That joke is getting old."
"Shut up! I need to think." Romano got into his car and glared at the group. "Hurry and get your asses home. I want my government flourishing without fratello. I want him to come running back."
Inside, Germany looked at Feliciano in shock, "umm…Feliciano?"
"Si?"
"…"
"Germany has gotten all shy!" He grinned and hugged Germany tighter. "It's okay, Germany. I'll make sure no one can hurt you. I'll be just like how Gilgil is for Mr. Austria!"
Okay… Ludwig looked down at the serious facial expression on Feliciano's face and wondered yet again…
Who the hell had he married?
~.~
A/N: Serious! Feliciano makes me giggle. Reviews, they are love.
Oh by the way, only I kill people with silverware, but not spoons... Spoons are too many calories.
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