Well…
I'm doing pretty good I think!
This is the second chapter I've written today, da~!
And this chapters turn issssssss~~~~ FELICIANO, ve~!
Okay! Chapter 4! GO~!
Feliciano looked out his window as the trees went by in a blur.
A small bird flew up to the window and looked at him curiously.
The Italian man was very excited to be going on the vacation he had won, and even better, he had friends who would be going too!
He tugged on one of his friend's, Ludwig's to be exact, sleeve and pointed to the little robin.
Ludwig smiled one of his rare smiles and nodded.
"Ve~! Where is this vacation anyway~?" Feliciano asked looking deep into his friend's eyes.
Ludwig turned away; he couldn't lie to him while looking him right in the eyes, "Well…I told you…it's a secret…" He tried to put it in a way the, kind of slow, Italian could understand; and not ask anymore questions.
"Ve…" Feliciano turned away and peered out of the window again.
The trip had been fun so far for him, but he still didn't know where they were going; every time he asked he got some lame excuse.
He may not have been the smartest person there, but he could at least tell when someone was lying to him!
But either way, he didn't ask anymore questions.
A large fence, actually more like a cement wall, came into view up ahead. A large sign hung above it, 'Capitol' was all it read.
His head snapped around to stare at Ludwig. His eyes sparkled, and a large smile was plastered on his face. They were going to the Capitol! Well, he thought, I guess this is a pretty good surprise!
Ludwig realized that someone was staring at him and looked up from his magazine. "What?" He asked in a rather harsh tone.
Feliciano only smiled and pointed out the window. Ludwig got up and looked out the window with the happy Italian. "See? Now aren't you glad no one told you? It wouldn't have been a surprise then." He tried to smile, but it wasn't very good, it was hard to lie to someone who you loved…UHM! L-like a friend! …I mean…or…a brother! Yeah! Something like that!
Ludwig blushed.
Feliciano stood in his room in the large hotel they were staying at in the Capitol.
He looked at him self in the mirror, he looked at the ridiculous outfit he was being forced to wear for the opening ceremonies.
Well, actually, it was only ridiculous because it made him hungry.
He was dressed in a cream colored suit with black pin stripes. He had a large hat that made it look like he was being stabbed in the head by a huge fork.
Feliciano loved pasta. But now he was pasta. This had gone too far. Way too far.
Now completely dressed, and face nearly covered in make up, Feliciano walked out of his room and into the larger room all the other tributes stood in.
They were dressed oddly too.
His friend Ludwig wore a stiff brown suit with a Nazi symbol on the sleeve.
Kiku had on a long flowing kimono; he looked almost identical to Yao except for their hair and height.
Ivan had on a sunflower suit which he looked like he absolutely loved. Yao stood next to him and twirled the flimsy plastic petals around his fingers thoughtfully.
Arthur looked positively pissed off at his 'completely ungentlemanly' costume. He wore a pirate outfit, complete with a peg leg, eye patch, hook on his hand, and a fake bird on his shoulder. A large red feather poked out of his pirate hat.
Alfred couldn't help but think how much like a little a kid on Halloween Arthur looked. But in truth, he really didn't have much room to talk.
And much like Feliciano, his costume made him very hungry. He was a hamburger. And his costume ticked him off a lot too. He was promised a REAL hamburger to eat while in the parade. But people lie. Especially people in the Capitol.
Francis wore nothing except for a beautiful red rose between his legs covering his unmentionables. Although Feliciano tried not to pay much attention to the rose as that would look odd.
Feliciano tried to stare at his face. Only his face. But in the end he couldn't help but stare at the rose.
Francis noticed and smiled; apparently very pleased with him self for being so "sexy" as he liked to call himself.
The "Awesome" Gilbert of Prussia wore an outfit similar to Arthur's but still a little different. A woman who must have been Arthur's designer glared at the man who must have been Gilbert's designer. She felt as if she had been copied.
The small Canadian man stood alone and tried to wipe the maple syrup out of his eyes. He was covered in it from head to toe. It plastered his hair to his head and covered his clothes, which were very tight fitting biker shorts and that was it. What a waste, Mathew thought as he licked his lips.
Roderich wore his normal clothes and swatted a laughing Gilbert away as he tried to play with the ruffles on his collar.
No one was quite sure what Heracles was wearing because he sat at a table in the corner of the room, back to the rest of the room. His head rested on his arm and he snored rather loudly.
Feliciano heard the loud noise signifying that they were to get into their places.
He crawled up onto his chariot. Settled himself, fixed his hat, and remembered what his stylist, Feliks, said: "Just smile and look, like, FABULOUS!" After that Feliks had clapped his hands and winked.
Now Feliks stood at the foot of the chariot, "Remember: Like, totally fabulous!" She, erm, he, instructed.
Feliciano nodded and smiled wide.
The parade started. Feliciano watched with wonder in his eyes at the large crowd gathered on either side of the street.
About two hours later Feliciano crawled off the chariot and his stomach growled. "Ve~… I want pasta…"
He ran to the chariot parked in front of his own, Ludwig jumped off and landed in front of him. Ludwig dusted himself off and looked at Feliciano.
Feliciano jumped up and swung his arms around Ludwig neck. "Ve~! Ludwig did amazing~! Did you see all those people?"
Ludwig let out a small chuckle, "Yes, Feliciano, I did." He heard Feliciano's stomach growl again and an idea popped inside his head.
Ludwig blushed, "Hey, Feliciano…"
"Yeah~?" Feliciano looked up when he heard his name.
"W-well…I was just wondering…if you would like to go on a da- er, out to lunch with me. If you're not doing anything that is…"
Feliciano looked into Ludwig's pretty, blue eyes. He turned to where Feliks stood talking to some other stylists a few steps away, "Veee~!" He called, "Feliks, am I busy~?"
Feliks turned to look at him, "No, your, like, free to go!" He laughed and turned back to the group.
"Ve~! I would love to go on a date with you Ludwig~!" Feliciano pushed them back into a hug once again.
Ludwig's blush deepened.
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End Note: So? How was it?
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just love the way that Feliciano STILL has no clue about the games…XD
Well…
I worked the longest on this chapter…
Three whole day- no actually…like…10 minutes one day…5 seconds the next…and, like…3 hours today…da~!
BUT! I think this is the longest chapter and it actually made the story progress, da~! +pats self on back+
Thank you to ALL my readers and a double thank you to all my reviewers, da~!
…but…
I would REALLY like to know who YOU GUYS think will win!
Hint that not a hint! It's a boy.
Yes…
All the tributes are boys…
XD
+is slapped+
Couldn't help it…da~!
'Kay, I shuddup now!