Francias walked down the halls toward Ivan's office. Being the butler he was commonly running back and forth between Ivan and Tino doing their bidding. But since Berwald arrived the previous day he was only summoned by Ivan lately. Normally only to clean whatever mess Yao made from his pranks. The French man swore that the Chinese man was the most immature person in the history of the castle.
As he rounded a corner Francias saw that a table was turned over with a vase balancing on one of the legs and the painting that was hanging over it was taken down and someone had drawn a mustache on the glass that was protecting the painting. Francias shook his head at it. The painting was of Tino's late mother. She was a good woman.
The French man decided to report it to Ivan once he arrived.
…
Lovino sighed as he pulled out one of the huge pots before looking to his twin, "Do you have any clue what we are going to make?"
Feliciano shook his head, "Tino might have to send someone to town to get more food. We are almost out…"
"Why didn't Mathew or Bella tell him?" Feliciano shrugged, "Well what if we make..." Lovino flipped through their lunch recipe index cards before pulling one out, "Kukkakaalilaatikko* with a side of Nisu Bread*?"
Feliciano thought a moment then spoke, "That sounds good. We have the ingredients and Tino should enjoy having a meal from his respected country."
Lovino nodded, "Then we should get started. We can tell Tino of the food shortage after he eats."
…
Tino glanced up at Berwald as they walked to the dining hall, "Fix your collar…" The Finn looked back ahead.
Berwald raised an eyebrow, "Tis f'xed…"
"No…It's down. Wear it like I had you yesterday…" Berwald took a side glance to Tino before complying, "Good…" Tino turned his head and looked the Swede over again before a slight grin spread on his lips. Slowly he ran a finger up Berwald's chest and carefully unbuttoned the first top button that was buttoned. Berwald flinched and gave him a questioning look, "I like that more too."
…
Berwald watched from the corner of his eye as Tino gently dabbed the corners of his mouth with a napkin. The Swede lowly blinked as he looked back forward and readjusted his tie slightly by loosening it. Tino cleared his throat slightly, they were the last 2 in the dining hall, "Shall we head out to the barn?"
Berwald raised an eyebrow and was about to speak when the 2 Italian brothers appeared, just about out of nowhere, "Tino," Lovino bowed at the waist before elbowing Feliciano to do the same, "W-We are here to inform you that…" He swallowed, "That we are almost out of food."
Tino looked straight ahead before closing his eyes and standing, Feliciano and Lovino flinched, "Very well…" He opened his eyes grinning, "Inform my brother that Berwald and I will be going to town."
A/N
Kukkakaalilaatikko*- a kind of hot dish (or casserole depending on where you are from) from Finland
Nisu Bread*- Finnish sweet bread
Uhg sorry this chapter I so late but studying for my college classes and normal classes I have little time to work on my stories. I just can't believe I have spent 9 chapters and you don't even know all the characters yet. So I will tell them now (using the normal country names instead of human).
Finland: Runs the house
Sweden: Tino's servant
Russia: Tino's cousin/brother
Lichtenstein: Dog handler
Poland: Horse handler
Denmark: Door man
Norway: Flower Gardener
Bjord: Hangs portraits
America: Guard
England: Guard
France: Butler
China: Dinner chef
Hong Kong: Makes snacks
Taiwan: Makes snacks for animals
Japan: portrait painter
Germany: Tino's tutor
Italy: Lunch chef
Romano: Lunch chef
Austria: Musician
Hungary: Maid
Prussia: Bird Handler
Spain: Vegetable Gardener
Switzerland: Hunter
Canada: Breakfast chef
Lithuania: Room designer
Estonia: Technician
Latvia: House keeper
Belgium: Breakfast chef
Netherlands: Ivan's assistant
Belarus: Ivan's servant
Ukraine: Tailor
Sychelles: Cat Handler
Greece: Cat Handler
Rome: Ex-portrait painter
Germania: Ex-tutor