*Sorry about all the cliffhangers elizabeta H. Austria. It's sort of a habit of mine. And you guys might be a little weirded out by the sudden shift of an evil Italy, but… I'VE ALWAYS WANTED AN EVIL ITALY! Me and my (messed up) girlish fantasies….*
"Hey, fratello," Lovino said cautiously. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Better than ever!" Feliciano said happily. "And even better when you're out of the picture!" He balled his fists and grinned.
Lovino looked over his shoulder. A couple of cells and a wall. The only escape was past Feliciano. Lovino noticed his brother's lack of motion. He was looking for a fight, wasn't he? Waiting for the elder to make the first move and then have some fun. Lovino knew Feliciano could be very strong when he wanted to, stronger than Lovino even. Lovino prayed that something would come for him and get him out of this mess.
"C'mon," Lovino said. "You don't really want to do this, do you?"
"Of course!" Feliciano replied. "And maybe this'll be good for everyone else too! They won't have to deal with you anymore. It's not like anyone cared about you anyway except Spain, but you don't really want his company, do you?"
Feliciano's words struck Lovino. He was right. Since he came here, no one cared for him, yet they all flocked to his brother. If Feliciano did kill him, what would the consequences be?
"You'll regret this later," Lovino reasoned. "I'm your only family left now. You'll get lonely, I know you."
"That was before I met Germany," Feliciano said. "He's been a lot nicer to me in the past few days than you've been to me in a life time." He lifted up a fist and stared at it defiantly. "Fine, I guess I'll have to start this." He swung a fist at Lovino, who narrowly dodged it.
"Stop it!" Lovino shouted uselessly. Punch. Dodge. Punch. Dodge.
"Just let me hit you already!" Feliciano yelled.
"Italy?"
A familiar figure stood in the shadows. Lovino was both mad and happy that it was Germany. He had Holokai and Richard clutching his leg.
"Ah! Germany!" Feliciano's face lit up and he leapt towards his friend, completely forgetting about his brother.
"Italy, you didn't do that to those men, did you?" Germany asked hesitantly. He gestured towards a pile of mangled bodies from around the corner.
"Uh-huh!" Feliciano piped. "See? I can defend myself! I'm not weak!"
"This isn't a matter of weakness," Germany said. He eyed his friend uncertainly then shifted his focus on Lovino. "Now that we've found you two, we can leave."
"Oh," Feliciano sighed in disappointment. "I was sort of hoping to… Oh, no! We can't leave!"
"Huh? Wh-why?" Germany stammered.
"Hungary came in and hit the man strangling me with a frying pan," Feliciano explained. "Then she was taken away by another guy and I couldn't save her."
"I'll go looking for her," Lovino said. "You guys get out of here."
"…We lost you once," Germany replied. I'm not going through that trouble again."
"I never said you have to," Lovino snapped. "And… I have a little help."
"Let's leave him!" Feliciano whined. "I wanna make sure you go out okay!"
"Hey, wait," Holokai finally said. "I thought you cared about your brother."
"Yeah, why the sudden change of heart?" Richard asked skeptically.
Feliciano looked away.
"Trust me," Lovino said with the amount of confidence he wished he had. "Just get Veneziano out, okay?"
"…If you say so, Romano," Germany sighed. "I don't know about this, but be careful."
He reluctantly let Feliciano drag him away, Holokai and Richard not far behind.
"Okay, Davanti," Lovino called once the group was out of earshot. "Get out here." Davanti suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Man, you managed to tick off fratello!" he laughed. "I've gotta give you props for that!"
"Don't call him 'fratello,'" Lovino growled. "Now here's the thing. I need you-"
"Oh, I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" Davanti cupped his hand around his ear like he was trying to listen harder. "Did you just say you needed me?"
"Let me finish!" Lovino spat. "Okay, I need you to help me find Hungary. And Spain and Belgium."
"You disgust me."
"Eh?!"
"The great South Italy doesn't need help!" Davanti said sternly.
"But you said you're me," Lovino countered. "So if I'm getting help from myself, it wouldn't be a very big deal, would it?"
"Hmm," Davanti said scratching his head. "Guess you've got a point. But who do you want to start with? Spain and the girl, maybe?"
"Her name is Belgium," Lovino corrected.
"Whatever," Davanti said. "Let's start with them, then."
"Yeah, but where would we look for them?" Lovino asked.
"Ask Cosimos," Davanti suggested.
"Who?"
"Cosimos. He's the intelligent you. The only problem is that Davide holds onto him like an idiot."
"Which me is Davide?" Lovino asked, dreading the answer for some reason.
"He's the… err… weird you? I don't know," Davanti shrugged. "But I guess you'll have to ask them."
"Why me?" Lovino said.
"Because they think I'm annoying," Davanti sighed.
"Shocking," Lovino grunted. "So we don't want to waste any time, right? Take me to them."
"You got it!" Davanti said with a smile. Lovino saw a flash of white and opened his eyes, shocked by what he saw.
*Kay kay! We fiiiiiiinally caught Romano!
Spain: Yay! :)
Romano: Please shut up. And let me go.
Spain: *hugs Romano tighter*
Anyway, just wanted to say that I listened to Christina Vee cover of Bad Apple while working on this. I actually like it! So, Romano, what do you think Cosi and Davi will be like?
Romano: Shut up and POST THE [BLEEP]ING CHAPTER!
Oh that reminds me! You guys may be wondering why Romano(chan) never curses and gets bleeped when he does. Well, I don't curse myself and-
Romano: AND YOU DARE CALL YOURSELF SOUTH ITALIAN!
Yeah, I'm South Italian and German! Oh, the irony!
Romano: …I hate you.
Well, I love you!
Spain: So do I!
Romano: Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Davanti: You two should get married! :D
Shadow and Spain: Yeah!
Romano: Wait, what?*