Chapter 2 Omake
"Ve~ Fratello, are you there?" Feliciano opened the door just a crack to check on his brother.
"It's morning already and I'm hungry," he complained to the white lump on Lovino's bed. Feliciano decided to pull the blanket off, revealing a suspicious red stain.
And so, poor Feliciano fainted.
"Oi! What are you doing in my room?" Feliciano regained his consciousness when he heard a familiar voice yell at him.
"AAAAHHH! Please don't haunt me, I don't want to die!" the coward got on his knees and begged for mercy. "I-I h-heard that the other side is much better! There's a lot of pasta there! D-don't hurt me! Mama mia! Please don't haunt me!"
Lovino pulled Feliciano up by his shirt collar as his knees trembled so much that he was about to collapse again.
"What are you crying about? I'm not dead!"
Feliciano didn't stop shaking, he just pointed to what he assumed was a bloodstain.
Lovino groaned in frustration and said "First of all, if I got shot, there would be a lot more blood than that. Second, that isn't even blood, that's a damn tomato!"
Feliciano instantly stopped shaking and crying, and he childishly asked "Ve~ Why is there a tomato on your bed? Tomatoes belong in the kitchen. Is it because it's from a special friend?"
"Wh-what?" Lovino felt his pulse grow faster, his blood rushed to his head, he started sweating, and his face turned bright red.
"Of course not! I just felt like keeping a tomato there! That's none of your business!" he denied.
"Are you sure?" Feliciano teased, "When Ludwig gives me a present, I keep it in a special place."
"I-It's not from a friend! Now, get out of my room! I'll make you some pasta!"
Feliciano paused for a few seconds, and then he stated "Your face looks like a tomato, ve~" before walking out of the room.
Lovino sighed in relief.
"He's not my friend, Feli," he thought, "But I wish that he is."