Antonio woke up and rubbed his eyes, not realizing he even fell asleep on the table. He looked over too see Lovino doing something frantically with a jar.

He knew the correct thing would be too check on him, but he found himself closing his eyes again and resting. He zoned out for a few seconds before hearing something placed next to him.

He lightly cracked his eyes open to see a plate filled with washed tomatoes and a glass of juice beside him. He sat up groggily and turned to the hall where he watched Lovino jump and hide behind on of the doors, peaking out again.

He looked back to the tomatoes and smiled as he took one. "Wow! A tomato fairy must have left these for me," he said aloud, peeking to the boy hiding. He peeked out before hiding again.

"Gracias little fairy. I love tomatoes," he said before taking a big bite and humming in delight. He could see Lovino running down the hall and back into his room in an adorable fashion.

The door opened and Felicia came in tiredly. "Welcome home," Antonio said with a smile. He planted a small kiss on her cheek. "I hope it wasn't too much trouble," she said.

"Nonsense. It was no trouble at all," Antonio lied. "Mama!" Lovino ran to his mother where she picked him up.

"Did you two have fun today?" She asked. Antonio bit his lip nervously.

"No. Antonio is the biggest jerk ever," Lovino pouted. Antonio's eyes widened and Felicia turned to him.

"He woke me during a siesta," Lovino said. Felicia laughed, knowing how grumpy he could be without a proper siesta.

"Is that so?" She asked. Antonio grinned awkwardly. "He made churros for me," he whispered to Felicia.

She smiled and turned to Antonio. "Oh really? Sounds like you two had fun," She said. Antonio raised an eyebrow not knowing what the boy had said. "Well thank you so much for watching him. I owe you big time," she said.

"No, it was no problem," Antonio said before bidding them a goodbye and going home.


Gilbert stood proudly in front of his brother as Francine looked up in shock."Hello. My name is Ludwig, it's nice to meet you," Ludwig said formally before shaking her hand lightly.

She took it and introduced herself before giving an amazed smile. "Oh my gosh. I'm sorry, you're just so big," she said in amazement.

"Ja. He's my baby bruder though," Gilbert said proudly. "Bruder," Ludwig murmured embarrassed.

"So. How about that movie?" Gilbert asked before they went to go buy some tickets.

By the end of the movie and the end of dinner, Gilbert was proud to see Francine and Ludwig getting along greatly. In fact, he was actually smiling.

By smiling, of course it meant he had the slightest curve on his otherwise straight face, but Gilbert knew better.

"Oh, I should call Matthieu," she said taking her phone. "Ja, go ahead," Gilbert said as she stood and stepped out.

"So? What do you think?" Gilbert asked his brother. "She seems like a very mature and wonderful woman," Ludwig replied.

"Ja. She's wunderbar," Gilbert said softly with a smile.

"I'm glad to see you really trying," Ludwig said gaining a cocky smirk. He sighed and shook his head as his expression before Francine came back.

"I'm just going to order some dinner for him. Don't worry, I'll pay," she said picking up the menu.

"I don't mind paying," Gilbert spoke up. She insisted not and Gilbert nodded in defeat.

He dropped her off home and drove back home with Ludwig.


Antonio sighed as he sat in his car, waiting patiently for the red light. Once again he found himself volunteering to help Felicia by picking up Lovino from school.

As frustrating as he was, he couldn't help but offer help. Felicia was struggling enough by herself and he found that he just couldn't leave her alone.

He parked in front of the school and sighed before going into the school and straight to class where other parents were already picking up their kids.

He peeked inside to be sure it was the right class but he stopped as he spotted him. While all the other children were running about and playing together, Lovino sat in the corner all by himself and clutching a piece of paper.

He had to admit, it was a sad scene and he had seen lots of sad scenes. "Can I help you?" The teacher asked approaching him.

Antonio gave her his best smile which caused her to blush. "Oh, I'm here to pick up Lovino," he said.

"Oh. You're not his father," she said looking him up and down. "No. I'm close with the mother. She had to go into work today though," he said. The teacher nodded and called out Lovino's name.

He immediately looked up and walked over towards Antonio. "All ready to go, tomatito?" He asked with a smile.

"Go get your backpack, honey," the teacher told him. He nodded and went to grab it from the pack of backpacks before returning. Antonio took his hand and thanked the teachers before walking away, unaware of all the mothers staring at him.

"Isn't that the Mafia boy's son?"

"Yes, but who is that?"

"He's handsome. Why is he with that child though?"

Lovino bit the inside of his cheeks and hung his head low as Antonio led him towards his car.

"Hop on in. I brought your car seat," he said smiling. Lovino got in and Antonio helped him with his seatbelt before going to the driver's seat.

"Alright! One ticket to home. Here we go," he said as they drove off.

"Are we going to have fun today?" He asked, hoping Lovino wouldn't snap immediately.

"Don't you work?" Lovino asked, staring out the window.

"Eh? I do but not until much later. Your mom didn't have anyone to pick you up so I'm going to watch you for a bit," he said.

Lovino didn't reply and Antonio frowned. "How was school?" He asked. Again Lovino stayed quiet and Antonio peeked in the mirror to see Lovino looking deeply upset.

"I saw you drew something. Can you show it to me when we get to the house?" He asked. He was met with silence again and he sighed.

He continued to drive and pulled into the driveway and looked back. "We're here," he said.

Lovino looked at him with red watery eyes and puffy cheeks. "Lovino, are you okay?" Antonio asked surprised.

Just then the small boy began to burst into tears and Antonio gulped nervously.

He always hated seeing children cry. He was weak to it. "Lovino. What's the matter?" He asked. Lovino only continued to cry into his sleeves and Antonio hurried out the car.

He picked him up and carried him inside where he sat him on the couch, not knowing what to do.

"Lovino, what's the matter? Are you mad at me? Do you miss your mom?" He asked, gaining no answer.

He frowned and crouched in front of him. "Do you want to eat something? You have to let me know, Lovino." Lovino crinkled the paper in his hand and wiped his tears, only to have more keep coming.

"I know! I'll make you some churros. Do you want that?" He asked. Again only louder crying came.

"Mira, Mira! I'm ugly!" He said trying to make a funny face. "Is that no good?" He asked as Lovino kept crying.

He sighed and picked up the boy into his arms. "No llores, Lovino. Please don't cry," he said walking back and forth with him.

He bounced him lightly as he paced the room, light rubbing his back as he repeatedly told him not too cry.

When Lovino's crying began to slow down after a long while, Antonio began to sing a soft lullaby while holding him against his chest.

He swayed softly until he heard the soft breathing of a now sleeping Lovino. Sighing in relief, he went to put him in bed.

He noticed he still held the paper and he gently took it, uncrumbling it to see a drawn picture of a tomato family. There was of course Daddy tomato with a tie. Baby tomato. And mommy tomato with a hair bow.

He smiled noticing they all had that strange curl they actually had. His eyes moved to another tomato beside the mommy one. This one was plain and had a big smile with no hair curl.

He stared at it for a long moment before it hit him. That tomato was Antonio tomato. He smiled to himself and put it on his desk before tucking in the small boy and leaving the room.

He was exhausted by then and went to lay on the couch where he immediately fell asleep. He woke up though, when he found trouble breathing.

Antonio lightly opened his eyes and found Lovino laying on his chest asleep. When he got there, he didn't know, but he thought it was cute.

He wrapped an arm around him and moved so they were both laying side by side before he fell asleep again.

When Felicia found them, her heart melted and she let them sleep a little longer before waking Antonio for work.

"Hope you feel better," Antonio told Lovino as he got ready to leave. "Shut up, jerk bastard. You better not bring this up again," Lovino said crossing his arms.

Antonio laughed lightly, almost expecting that response. "Si well. I'll see you around," he said.


Francis sat with a sigh and looked at Leon sat by the register. "Boss! I was wondering if I could get tomorrow off. I have a presentation at school," Leon said.

"Oh, yes of course. I'll see if I can get a fill in in a bit," he said. He picked up his coffee and sipped it as he looked through the contacts.

He called Gilbert knowing as Ludwig is really his only other choice. "Ah! Gil, is Ludwig there?" Francis asked.

"I'm at work right now, Franny," he replied. "Is it something I can answer?" He asked.

"Oui. Do you think you he can come in tomorrow? I need a worker," Francis said. Gilbert hummed in thought.

"What's tomorrow? Wednesday. He has classes tomorrow," Gilbert replied.

"Wait, then who am I going to get?" Francis asked shocked. "You should really get another part time worker," Gilbert suggested.

"Oh! I have to go. Awesome me, out!" He said before hanging up. Francis sighed and looked at his phone. He didn't know who to ask for help.

He knew Antonio was busy with work. Roderick didn't like him enough. Elizabeta was always with him. Seriously when were the two going to get married.

Oh wait they already did. He just wasn't invited to the wedding. But they invited Antonio and Gilbert? Now he was getting angry.

"I'm so much more beautiful than them! Did Elizabeta think I would steal the groom away? Non, she'd probably like that anyways. But why Gilbert? I thought they hated him!" Francis blurted out, making Leon jump.

"You know. I can always get a friend in here," Leon said. "That would help," Francis replied. Leon nodded and took out his phone.


The next day Francis stood looking at a very awkward teen with Platinum hair and an awful looking sweater. "And you're Emil, right?" He asked.

The teen nodded and Francis sighed. "Well thank you for coming. We do have a uniform," Francis said pulling up the clothes. The teen took it and went to get dressed, immediately looking so much better.

The day went on and though Emil looked awkward and looked to get easily irritated with the crowd sometimes, he was a diligent worker.

"How would you like to work here for good?" He asked the teen.

"Can I? I'd appreciate it," Emil said taking a break. "Of course. If Leon recommended you then you must be trustworthy," Francis said.

"So are you two dating?" Francis asked. Emil turned a bright red and began to sputter out lots of denial until Francis's phone went off.

He turned to it and frowned at the unknown contact. "Please excuse me. I'll give you an application when I get back," he said running off to answer his phone.

"Hello?" He greeted confused as to who was calling.

"Hey frog." Francis raised an eyebrow. "Arthur?"

"Can you pick me up?" He asked suddenly. "What? Arthur I'm at work right now. Can't you call your mo-"

"My mom is in the hospital right now," Arthur said.

Francis froze and began to panic. "Okay, Arthur where are you?"

"At the hospital. I've been here for four hours and they won't let me leave on my own," Arthur said.

"Okay. I'm on my way. Just wait for me there," he said grabbing his keys.

"I'm sorry Emil, something came up. I believe I can trust you with my bakery right?" Emil raised an eyebrow and slowly nodded before Francis took his jacket and ran out to his car.


A/N: sorry I didn't update sooner. I have been busy with life and stuff. You know how it is. Thanks for reading though!