Elora stopped her game with the dragonfly to look at the two new people. She tilted her head to the side before running up to them giggling and staring up at them. Both nations were shocked. The tall blonde man startled her. He looked familiar, but she was sure she had never met him. The other man looked like her but his features were darker and frightened her. When she saw their frowning faces her own face dropped and she ran back to Western Australia, tears in her eyes. She hid behind Jacks legs until he picked her up and cradled her in his arms. She buried her face in his chest, peeking out at the stunned nations.
Jack chuckled.
"If you guys just stand there gaping, she'll get scared again." Jack said, a small smile on his face, as he brushed past them.
By this stage the other nations had gathered in the main living room.
Upon seeing the small girl, Hungary and Ukraine had ran over and cooed at her. Elora giggled. She tugged on the states shirt and he set her on the floor. The little girl walked on her little feet to each of the nations and smiled at them.
When she came to Russia, she smiled and climbed onto his lap. The other nations froze and waited for Russia to scare the girl. Amazingly though Ivan began to tickle and play with the small girl.
When she had finished playing wit The Russian she let out a small yawn and nestled into the folds of Ivan's Coat. Ivan Smiled. He shrugged out of his coat and wrapped it around the sleeping girl and sat her down on the couch. She curled up into a ball.
The other nations left the room, whispering to each other. Some pleased to see that Italy was back, others worried about the outcome of Austria's prolonged trial. Austria had been in shackles ever since the hospital incident and his cell was the deepest dungeon on earth. Nations who had visited saw how badly the Nations insanity had gone.
Romano entered the room and spotted Elora on the couch. He crossed the room and knelt beside her, watching her breathing. His face dropped from his frown into a small smile as he watched her. His new sister looked exactly like his late fratello. The hair, the face and the little curl all looked exactly the same. Even the Eyes were the same. Romano lifted the girl from the couch out of Russia's coat and cradled her in his arms, smiling as she curled in closer. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Latvia sneak back in and take Russia's coat. The southern Italian nodded to him. Latvia nodded back frantically.
South Italy took the girl upstairs into his bed room, which thankfully was potato bastard free. It was almost 3'oclock but Romano did not feel tired at all. He called his boss before climbing into bed next to his sorrella. With his clothes on! South Italy fell asleep.
... An hour later...
"Sir...Fratellone?" Elora said shaking the Italian next to her. Romano's eyes shot open. He was on the edge of the bed and grappled at the sheets to stay on. The little girl giggled. Romano smiled as well as he managed to pull himself back onto the bed.
Elora is so cute! I hope this conference ends soon. Romano thought to himself. At some stage in the next few days, they'd have to go shopping to get her clothes before they departed. She seemed to get along with the other nations and especially hit it off with Russia, who showed a playful side that wasnt scary or demonic, but actually caring about a smaller nation, was a drastic change to his usual demeanor.
Hungary poked her head in the door and beckoned to Romano who approached the door. Elizabetha smiled at him and handed him a parcel of hand sewn clothes. How she had gotten them was anyones guess. She must have made them whilst both Elora and Romano slept. Romano thanked her and closed the door before looking in the package.
Inside was a small dress which was frilly with lace. An intracret pattern decorated the chest and small blue flower were aligned around the base of the dress just above the lace. The sleeves were ¾ in length. It was quite cute. Hungary had even included underwear, much to the nation's relief.
Romano blushed when he realised that he would have to bathe and dress his new sister in the clothes and undergarments. But the Hungarian nation had thought of that as well when she walked into the room and shooed the Italian out. About an hour later both Hungary and Elora walked out of the room and into the living room where Romano sat, their hands linked together. The southern Italian almost squealed when he saw his sister. The dress was even cuter on his sister.
"Little Elora, go to your brother and ill play with you later." Hungary said. Elora nodded and ran into Romano's outstretched arms. The little girl smelt of lavender and her hair was freshly washed. The southern Italian smiled as the small child made herself comfortable on the seat next to him. He set down the conference schedual he'd been reviewing to see when they were to leave for home. He wanted to take his sister back to Italy to turn her back into a nation. According to China, North Italy would grow as soon as the nation soul was back in her.
The southern Italian had also contacted his boss to tell him the good news and asked him to Rebuild Feliciano's house for Elora. His boss had agreed but had insisted that the nations help with the house design and construction. Romano had agreed. He wanted to do everything to protect his sorella. He'd already asked Switzerland to help with the security systems. He wanted to protect his sister. Especially from France.
He was startled out of his daydream by a small whimper from Elora. Her eyes were wide and scared. Romano looked up to see Germany approaching them. South Italy pulled Elora into her lap and bent towards her ear.
"Whats wrong little sorella? Does the potato bastard scare you?" He asked. Elora leaned up to his ear and whispered back in her scared yet sweet voice
"He was in my dreams. He took me away to the bad man, the one who hurt me. Dont let him take me away again." She said quickly, pleas evident in her small voice. She truely looked at the German nation with fear. The German stalled in her tracks when Romano shot his the death glare. He watched as Romano set the small girl on the floor and approached him as the little girl hid behind the couch leg.
His gaze flickered back to Romano as his eyes spotted his arm swing back, his had clenched into a fist. The fist collided with the german's face and Ludwig staggered back.
"You bastard! How dare you abduct my brother for that crazy Austrian. Cazzo! You caused all of this, you sick fuck!" Romano yelled as he continued to pound the German into the wooden floor boards.
There was a thundering of footsteps and three nations and one state stood at the doorway. Jett and Vash ran towards the fighting nations as Russia gathered the petrefied child into his arms, muttering soothing russian to the frightened child. Jack ran off and returned with the first aid kit from the bathroom. By this stage the two bickering nations were sitting on opposite sides of the long couch, both nursing their wounds. Russia sat with Elora ,playing with her little hands.
Jack sat and bandaged both nations and left the room when he'd finished. He knew that Australia hated fighting in the Western States home and his bright red face and horn like ahoge were a dead give away. Ivan also saw this and left the room with Elora in tow out into the garden.
"What the fuckin hell is wrong with you bloody bastards! All the other bloody nations thought you'd gotten past this little spat years ago! Fuck! You guys are Hopeless. You've just scared the living shit out of Elora and I want to know what it was about, so spill it you dickheads!" The Australian roared at the nations. The nations flinched, colour draining from their faces. The Australians temper was often referred to as a tornado. It was worse than England's.
"The potato bastard kidnapped my brother and gave him to Austria. He's the reason my sorrella's like this!" Romano said, pointing at the German. Both the Australian and the Swiss turned their gaze towards the Germanic nation. His eyes were downcast.
"I didnt have a choice. Hitler ordered me to.. you both know that we cant disobey our bosses. I was to escort Italia to a camp in Germany, but as we passed by the swiss border our jeep was hit by a bomb blast. I saw Italy fly out of the jeep, but i fell unconcious. When I woke up I was in the dungeon." Germany said , pain in his voice. The nations knew the conditions of the boss nation relations. No nation could refuse to carry out their bosses orders. But Germany's revelation against Austria had set the Austrian on the path of dissolvance. No more Austrian nation.
"That's all well and good you two. But if I catch either of you fighting each other in Westralia's house, your fuckin dead, got it!" the Australian yelled at the two battered nations.
Romano got up first and went to find Elora. He found them in the garden. Elora was weaving a flower headband for the huge Russian beside her as the Russian smiled at her. Behind Ivan, Romano spotted Belarus glaring at the small child and instantly was by his sister's side.
"Hey, vodka-bastard! Keep an eye on your own sister!" Romano whispered to the Russia who then spotted his sister for himself. Elora followed Ivan's gaze to the hidden Belarusian and giggled. She got to her feet and raced towards Natalya. She pulled the older girl out of the bushes and put the flower band atop of her head.
The southern Italian smiled as he bent to pick up the little girl. Elora clutched the front of his shirt and looked up at him. The swelling in his face had gone down a lot.
"Little Sorrella, are you ready to go home to Italia?" He said in the gentlest voice he could manage. The little girls eyes went wide and she nodded a large smile on her face.
Romano had arranged for them to travel with the soviet bloc nations to the East German Airport before driving through Austria with an armed guard to Rome. Their boss was waiting for them.
Romano smiled again.
Authors Note! I haven't got any reviews lately. But I want to thank everyone who keeps reading this story and I ask you to keep reviewing
I also apologise if Romano is completely out of character. My bad!
Sorella means sister in Italian (according to Google translate)