Hey guys! I finally finished up the next chapter~! I'm so sorry it took so long...I'm terrible at updating, plus I had an awful writer's block, but now I have tons of ideas in my head to continue it. I love all of your reviews and feedback, so don't stop, and enjoy~~!
A Pirates Life for Me: Chapter 4
It was obvious that Lovino would feel uneasy being blindfolded on a ship of pirates, but the Spanish captain insisted on it, due to the fact that he was sure that the room he had put together for the Italian brothers was much better than where they had previously been living. He led the young brunette firmly by the shoulders with Feliciano skipping gleefully next to them. "Why am I the one that needs to be blindfolded? For all I know, you could be leading me to a plank to be pushed in or something. Not to mention that Feli is too stupid to even notice as well." The Spaniard chuckled lightly before opening a door with a teasing tone.
"Now why would I go and do that when truly, you're worth SO much more." He smiled and brought his hands up to the back of Lovino's head and untied the blindfold. In the room was a very simple, but cozy and much better setting. Against the far wall was a set of full sized bunk beds and one dresser, while a second dresser sat against the wall by the door. The left wall held two book shelves piled to the rim with all sorts of literature and on the right wall was a desk under a window that overlooked the sea. Lovino stood there wide eyed and stared at his surroundings before the cheery voice of his brother piped in.
"Vee~ I call top!" He hopped up and down with excitement and ran over to the beds. The older Italian tilted his head slightly, still in awe, but snapped out of it when he felt a large hand pat his back.
"I can see that you like it well enough. I'll let the two of you get settled in, but when you guys are finished, feel free to get dinner started, si?" He smirked again with a wink, which caused Lovino to grumble and frown in reply. Right as Antonio left the room, he poked his head in again. "Oh, Lovino, one more thing."
"Si?"
"We don't have a plank, if I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't do it so painlessly." Lovino gulped at hearing this, realizing how much of a mistake it might have been to come on this ship. The two brothers stood there for a few minutes in silence until Feliciano broke it.
"Ve~ Fratello, why are we just standing here?" The younger brother walked over to the desk and found two red bandanas. "Hey! Look at me! I'm like the gondoliers in Venice!" He had tied one of the bandanas around his neck.
"Stupid fratello! That is supposed to show you are part of this pirate crew, not as a fashion accessory!" Lovino picked up the second bandana, rolled it up, and tied it around the circumference of his head. "Like this." He smirked to himself and set his bag down on the lower bunk.
"But I like it like this!" The other jumped up and walked over to the door with the same stupid smile. "Any who, it's time to go cook PASTAAA! Yay!" The boy skipped out the door, Lovino towing behind with a scowl on his face. "Pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta~!" He sang the word over and over again until the grumpier brother smacked him on the head to shut him up.
The older Italian watched as the other was instantly drawn toward the pots and pasta, but as for himself, he was taken by a crate of tomatoes in which he pulled out a dozen or so out. In the ice box he was pleased to find fresh mozzarella and basil. He looked over to his brother, nodding at the food in front of him. "You know what to do with this; I'm going to go take dimensions on this ship so that I know what I'm working with. The other was happily making a sauce when he nodded in reply.
"Si, si! I know exactly what you mean fratello~!" The younger smiled and went back to his work as Lovino walked out the door, his sketchbook in hand. He had gotten halfway done previously after they had left the port. The sketchbook he held had plenty of notes and pictures as well as every detail, flaw, and good point of the ship itself. He was hoping that he could finish before dinner, but was disappointed, or more like completely and utterly shocked when Antonio came up from behind and flung the Italian over his shoulder.
"Dinner time." He smirked and patted Lovino's behind. "Nice ass." He laughed when the other tried to kick him, but failed.
"What the hell! Put me down! I can walk fine on my own!" His face was beet red as he huffed. Lovino was relieved when the taller brunette put him down in front of the dining hall.
"Don't be late next time and it won't happen again." He laughed again and ruffled the shorter teen's hair before entering for dinner. When Lovino entered, he walked passed a surprised Spaniard and sat down. He found that Feli had outdone himself with the tomato factor, but it was expected, because he had made it clear with his brother what was to be completed. He was surprised to watch as the Captain sat next to him, still surprised at the outcome. The table was filled with all sorts of tomato dishes, grilled, baked, fried, pasta sauce and fresh.
"Hey captain! This Italian kid is creepy. He pretty much made all of your favorite dishes." A crew member with white hair and a thick German accent had broken the silence in the room. Hearing this made Lovino's breath hitch, but he turned his attention to his brother with a glare when he started speaking.
"Ve~ No, Lovi made it clear that I was to make some of his favorite dishes…" The young Italian trailed off when he saw the look on his brother's face. "I-I mean, dig in!" All the men at the table immediately started piling food onto their plates, except Antonio and Lovino. The captain stared at the other as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"U-Um, sir, are you going to eat? It'll get cold…" He trailed off, confused as the Spaniard started laughing. "I'm so confused…" He frowned as the captain started dishing food up onto his plate. He playfully smudged some pasta sauce on the grumpy teen's nose.
"Lighten up would you?" Lovino felt a weird feeling rise up in his stomach. The irony of him liking the same food as his captain was just too much. He felt the corners of his mouth turn up slightly and before he knew it, years of held up laughter were being spilled out on the floor. The happy laughter of the teen created a cacophony of laughter around the table. Oddly, the only one who wasn't laughing was Feliciano. He sat there and looked as if he could start crying at any moment.
"Lovi? Are you okay?" He stated this plainly, his large brown eyes were wide open. "I haven't heard you laugh since your tenth birthday…" Lovino instantly stopped laughing when he heard this and walked out of the dining hall and to his room, the frown once again plastered to his face. This time though, it was there to hide the oncoming tears.