Alphabet Soup

Chapter Four: D is for Dress up!

Antonio stared blankly into the neon green empty plastic tea cup. It was Saturday, a perfect day to kick back, and do things Antonio wanted such as playing basketball, or perhaps swinging over to Gilbert's house. But no, instead he's cooped up the house, more specifically in his sister's room.

This is what Antonio gets for popping out into the world last, after his older sister and older brother. In life, there were some kids that grew up as an only child who wished to have at least one sibling, no matter how old he/she is, just as long as they have the company, as there are those who have siblings, but wish to be an only child. Antonio was neither in the two categories, but at the moment, he wished he were an only child. At least then he would not have to put up with his sisters, and their strange obsessions for cross-dressing him.

Carmen, the oldest sister, took a step back to adore herself in the mirror, swishing around in her newly bought sundress from the local shopping boutique down the street. "Es Perfecto!" she giggled. Antonio drawled out on her bed, not giving a hoot how good the dress looked on her. In fact, he personally thought it would look better on Lovina, but he wouldn't actually admit that out loud, now would he?

"Tonio, que paso?" Antonio glanced up at her sister, then back down at his cup, and sighed. What could he possibly tell her? He didn't exactly enjoy spending time with his sister, well at least not with Carmen. Carmen was too girly for his liking, and she was boring. All she ever talked about was cloths, herself, seldomly football, but mostly cloths.

Antonio glanced over to Carmen, noticing her back was turn to him, as she fixed her hair in a pinned up-do that was too cliché for him. Taking this opportunity, Antonio slowly put the cup down on her night stand, and rose from her lavender covered bed without creaking. Then, he took his leave into the vacant hallway in one piece. Antonio smirked in victory, now all I have to do is make it out the front door without getting caught!

Antonio skipped quietly down the hall; the front door was so close yet so far. Just before he made it past his brother's room, Antonio's back pocket began vibrating.

From: Lovina R. Vargas

To: Antonio F. Carriedo

Bastard! Where are you?! I've been waiting all morning for you at the court!

Antonio sighed, he knew he should have been there an hour ago.

From: Antonio F. Carriedo

To: Lovina R. Vargas

I'm sorry, I'll be there in a few. Ttyl.

From: Lovina R. Vargas

To: Antonio F. Carriedo

You better, or I'll come over there and kick your ss!

Antonio was just about to shut his phone, and successfully walk out the door when a small hand tugged the trimming of his shirt. Whipping around, he found his younger sister, Eva.

Eva was a scrawny little thing that would always find a way to manipulate your emotions to benefit her, and it you couldn't help but obey those lovely green puppy eyes , and the pouting she perfected over her short years. Eva was only five, but she knew how to pull on Antonio's strings to make him do whatever she wanted to do. In this case, it seemed as if she wanted to play with her dolls.

Antonio smiled warmly at her sister; although, he was growing a little impatient. He should be out the door already, running to the nearest basketball court where everyone was waiting for him.

"Yes Eva?" Eva grinned shyly at her brother, hiding her face in his shirt. "Tu puede jugar conmigo?" Did Antonio really want to play with her? Yes, if he didn't have to go anywhere.

Antonio stooped down to eye level with his sister, "Lo siento, pero no puedo. Tengo que ir a alguna parte." Eva frowned.

"¿adónde?"

Antonio contemplated about telling her his whereabouts, "¿Puedo jugarcontigo mañana?"

Eva shook her head, "No!"

Antonio dramatically gasped in shock, "No?"

Eva renounced her previous answer with more vigor, "No!"

Antonio sighed in defeat. How was he to nicely convince his little sister that he's not going to be home for awhile? Then it hit him.

"Eva?" the little girl glanced up at her older brother with glassy eyes. Antonio wiped her sorrowful tears away, and made his proposition, hoping that she would give in.

"¿Quieres venir conmigo?" Eva's frown gradually made it's turn, lighting up her bright eyes.

"¿adónde?" Antonio grinned. "Porque no puede ir salir si estas triste."

Eva smirked, "Sólo con una condición…."

Antonio scampered up the hill with his little sister, praying to god that he won't have to relive this moment. Who would have known that in order to get out the house this weekend, he would need to dress up as a prince? Eva would not slip the opportunity past her. If her older brother refused to play dolls with her, then why not make him into a doll? That way, her brother could still play with her in humiliation, and she gets to enjoy the attention. Plus, the fact that her brother dressed up as prince charming became more entertaining than playing with a 6 inch figurine.

From the top of the hill, the group that patiently waited for Antonio to arrive came into view, and it seemed like they were in the midst of an intense ball game. Antonio secretely admired the way Lovina stole the ball away from Francis, then aimed right into the basket flawlessly. You would swear that the girl was related to someone in the NBA, but she's not. Lovina was just busy doing what she loved, playing ball with her friends on an average Saturday afternoon.

"Oi look who it is!" Gilbert hollared, pointing his index finger directly over towards them. Crap!

While Antonio mentally berraded himself to come up with an elligable excuse, Eva raced down the hill with her church dress flowing behind her.

"Eva, Cuidarse!" Antonio hurridly ran down the steep hill side, managing to not trip over the random rocks that jutted out from the ground.

Eva was already at the base of the hill, greeting Antonio's friends, especially Lovina.

"Lovi!" Eva dashed over to the older girl, ready to pounce on her whether Lovina paid enough attention, or not. Luckily, Lovina's reflexes came into use, as she lifted the girl off the frown, and spinned her around in a heart warming hug.

"Ciao Eva, my you've gotten heavy." Lovina smiled, putting the girl gently back on the ground.

"You like my dress? I'm a princess today, and Tonio is the Prince. He didn't wanna play dolls with me, so i make him dress up like one. " Lovina chuckled as the guys teased her friend endlessy.

"You're terrible, you know that? But that's what makes you sooo cute~" Eva grinned. Lovina was probably the only girl that her brother hung out with, other than that Belgian chica back home. Eva didn't like her as much as she liked Lovina. Perhaps it was the similarity Eva's and Lovina's personality? Who knows.

Maybe that's why Tonio likes Lovi so much, Eva shrugged.

Lovina spared with Antonio for the rest of the afternoon, often commenting on how gay he looked in his outfit. Nonoftheless, Antonio continued to smile, atleast he was finally able to go out, and his sister is happy playing with them.

"You know what Tonio?" Eva passed the ball over towards him, and back to Lovina.

"Yes?"

"If you're the prince, then who is your princess?"

"You"

"Me? But i'm your sister!"

"Ok, then who?"

Eva glanced between him , and the bashful teenager standing across from them. "Lovina can be your princess!" Eva knew that once those words flew out of her mouth, she could not take them back. Lovina flushed fushia pink, "Oh YOU LITTLE-"

Before Lovina can fly into a sprint after the little runt, Antonio caught her firmly wrapping his arms around her small waist. "It will be my honor~"

Lovina turned her head away in embarrassment, attempting to push the playful teen off of her. Eva and the other watched in utter amusement, the whole game long forgotten.

"Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!" they chanted, Gilbert having started the chant.

Lovina clammed under the peer pressure, but Antonio reacted otherwise.

Unexpectedly, Antonio gained enough courage to submit under his fans request, which made Lovina's heart flutter to the point of bursting. Lovina stood absolutely still, not knowing how to react. All of a sudden, Antonio's eyes weren't filled with the previous childish joy, bright and full of energy, but more….lustful perhaps?

"B…bastard, w-w-what are you d-doing?" Lovina panicked. If he kissed her today, that would be her first kiss with anyone outside her family. How would Nonno take it? Would he jump with joy? Would he collaspe with a heart attack? Would she collapse of an anxiety attack?!

Lovina was too much into her own thoughts to notice how close Antonio suddenly bécame, until a warm sensation timidly touched her forehead. Lovina's eyes widened a fraction.

"AW C'MON MAN! YOU COULD'VE KISSED HER ON THE MOUTH!"

"SHUT IT GILBERT!"

Pang!

"Oww… where'd you get the skillet?"

"That's for me to know, and for you to find out~"

"Ohononon~ I just love amor"

"Francis, You are so weird."

But Francis wasn't wrong, he knew that love came in all forms, whether it was between homosexuals, heterosexuals, or the occasional Asexual; however, in this case, it was between an ill-tempered Italian with an exceptional prince charming cosplayer, along with a sprout of an egotistical albino and a girls' frying pan.

Ah, Love.

Lovely Translations:

Spanish-

Es perfecto!: It's perfect!

Tonio, que paso?: Tonio, What's up?/What's going on? *in a concerned gesture*

Tu puede jugar conmigo?: Can you play with me?

Lo siento, pero no puedo. Tengo que ir a alguna parte: I'm sorry, but I can't. I have to go out.

Adonde?: Where?

¿Puedo jugar contigo mañana?: Can I play with you tomorrow?

¿Quieres venir conmigo?: Do you want to come with me?

Porque no puede ir salir si estas triste: But I don't want you to be sad if I go out.

Sólo con una condición….: Only on one condition...

Cuidarse!: Be careful!

Italian-

Ciao! : Hey! *as in a greeting*

And that's all! 8D, those are the rough translations that I could make out. I'm not a native Spanish speaker, but I happen to pick up the lingo due to my environment. If you think these are incorrect, feel free to comment on it, I won't mind 8D.

I hope you enjoyed. I will try to update at least once a week. I'm doing these chapters out of order, because well, it's alphabet soup, the letters are always scrambled. xD

- By (whom is ironically not a man, but a teenage girl in high school. Peace & Chicken Grease! ;3)