Title: When In Rome, Do As The Romans Do
Rating: M
Talking: Have I already mentioned that Emma Maes is Belgium? Because yeah, that's her human name in my headcanon (although Emma was chosen as a likely one by Himaruya).
Sorry for length! I'm so tired I literally can hardly keep my eyes open'
Edit: Ok, now that I have slept my 6 hours I'm editing it!
Disclaimer: I do not hold or claim to hold any sort of ownership or rights over the characters in this story; they belong to Hetalia/Hidekaz Himaruya.
Italy Romano - Lovino Vargas
Spain - Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo
Austria - Rodreich Edelstein
Roman Empire - Romulus Vargas
Germania - Gauthier Beilschmidt
Lovino Vargas's POV
I woke to a bump in the night-actually, more like a loud, noisy crash in the night.
I bolt up. Inside the cabin, it was nearly pitch black, so I glance outside. The stars are still out.
There comes a quiet whisper, then shuffling from right outside the window.
"Ciao...?" I call slowly, not daring to leave the relative safety of the cabin (I-I'm not a coward! Just... Logical... Yeah, that's right).
All is quiet except the chirping of the crickets and the soft snoring coming from Abel's direction. Slowly, I lay back down, staring at the ceiling in silence. Still, I'm on high alert.
"Is he asleep again?" a familiar low voice questions. Erzsébet. I tense minutely, but I'm sure not to make a sound.
"I think so," another, higher voice replies. Uh... Emma? What's she doing here? I didn't take her as someone for practical jokes...
I remain quiet and still as they climb through the window, landing on the floor with two soft thumps. Light, stealthy footsteps creak paths into the wooden floorboards. There's rustling coming from my right, and then they leave in silence.
I roll over, trying my best to look after them, but the girls are gone.
What the hell was that?
•time skip brought to you by pirate!au
The next day, Erzsébet and Emma are sporting identical bruise-like bags under their eyes, but wear oddly smug smiles on their faces. Antonio has spent the day suspended in a state of emotional confusion, but to be honest, when is he not confused?
I approach them at lunch (mealtimes are really the only times we all get together so casually).
"So, what were you two doing last night?" I wonder, and realize how bad that sounded when they blush and titter at me. "I mean-good God, you know what I mean."
"Heh, we weren't doing anything wrong," Erzsébet replies smoothly. "Trust me, it'll help you out in the long run."
"What do you mean by that?" I snap, straightening. She stares down at me-dammit, even the girls are goddamn giants here-with a cool gaze, so far unperturbed.
"Don't worry, even your brothers agree this is good for you!" Emma cuts in.
Erzsébet flashes her half a glare, with no real emotion behind it. "We weren't supposed to tell him about his brothers!"
"My brothers?" I ask. "What do they have-you know what, goodbye. Have a bad day."
And I stand, and I walk over, and I sit. I turn Feliciano's head towards me, hands on his cheeks, cutting him off mid-sentence. Ludwig watches confusedly.
"What are you planning?" I demand.
"I plan a lot of things, fratello!" he replies. I shake my head.
"What. Are. You. Planning? You know exactly what I'm talking about," I tell him.
He beams, "It's a secret~ You'll love it when it's done, though. It's just a surprise!"
"Just a surprise, huh?" I ask. I stand. "Hm. I'll... I'll wait, then."
"What just happened?" Ludwig questions. Feliciano glances back at me and I hastily leave. He leans forward to whisper something into Ludwig's ear, and the blonde nods measuredly.
Just a surprise? Hm. I'll see how this goes, then.
Translations:
Italian-English
Ciao-hello
Fratello-brother
