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"And then I hit him in the face. With the bust. Bastard deserved it."
"Romano," Veneziano sighed, as if Romano had done something he had not approved of. Romano thought about what he had said, knew exactly what Veneziano did not approve of, and promptly did not care. Veneziano and he never agreed on what was the right thing to do and Romano had no thoughts that it would start now. The most likely thing was that his brother would start whining about it and Romano would just end up leaving.
"He didn't even do anything wrong!" Veneziano cried, poking at his pasta with a fork. Romano scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"That idiot shouldn't have said anything. I knew what happened. I was going to fix it."
"And mentioning it is taboo? Brother, you know Spain usually just talks about whatever is going on! He was just trying to start conversation."
Romano pushed back the feeling of throwing the remaining contents of his plate into his brother's face. Oh, he knew what Spain thought he was doing. The problem was that it was not what Romano wanted him to do. He was clumsy and he did not want that idiot there to witness it!
"I don't care."
Veneziano looked sad. Romano tried not to care about that too. But he failed immensely. Romano tended to do that often.
"Fine. I guess I'll tell him I didn't mean it, or something." Veneziano grinned.
"Yay~! I'm so glad! I would hate for you and Spain to fall apart or something over something as little as that!"
"It wasn't little!" Romano gritted his teeth.
It really was.
