If only I owned Hetalia…
Greece excepted them in without hesitation when they said they weren't with Turkey and that there was a cat amongst them. What Felix didn't count on was his adopted sister, Byzantine Empire(who was far too stubborn to actually die) being there "Ciao Felix~!" She called from the kitchen; Felix groaned. "Not you…anyone but you…" he moaned; Lily gave a small pout "Who is she?" She looked like she was jealous, maybe because Beatrice a rather shapely body. "I'm his big sister Bea~! Ciao~ I used to be the Byzantine Empire, but when I dissolved I decided to stay with my old territories. Greece was nearby and I decided to visit him!" She chirped "My name is Beatrice Hundevery, but just call me Bea." Lily relaxed visibly when she said "big sister" and for once, Felix didn't want to remind her that she wasn't really related to him.
Lily and Bea hit it off rather quick, especially when she complemented the bow in her hair, Bea had pulled her along and the two started prettying the other up. Bea was a difficulty to pretty up, Lily thought she was beautiful, maybe it was an Italian thing. "So are you older than bruder?" She asked; Bea blushed, but nodded "Igen, I'm the oldest person in this building. I was born many years ago, before Romano even. Shortly before Rome die- er- dissolved. Romano was a few short years later, though I think he's taller." She shrugged "Is it…fun?" Bea asked; she was wringing her fingers so tightly Lily was afraid one would snap off. "Is what fun?" Lily asked running a soft brush through Bea's long black hair "Being a nation. I never qualified to be one, no matter how hard I tried I wasn't a counrty. Just an empire." Her jade eyes looked crestfallen, Lily saw her shudder "I tried so hard…so hard." She whispered; Lily could swear she saw flames, horses rearing and hear men begging for mercy. Bea snapped out of it "Enough of that; here let me brush your's." she turned her around and ran her fingers though Lily's hair "Ooh~! Soft~!" She squealed. It was hours before they emerged back from Bea's guest room.
Felix heard Bea sing out "We're coming down now boys~" Mafia thought this was a little ridiculous, pampering Lily before they had to leave. Mafia turned around cooly and whined "What took you so—" he stopped; Lily's hair was given the waviest appearance he'd ever seen on short hair, it wasn't bad. In fact Mafia was blushing just from her face. Bea had applied the perfect amount of makeup to her face; Lily's lips were glossed, her cheeks had the lightest tinting of a real blush and a light mascara, bringing out the colors in her eyes. Her dress changed, now she was in a sundress, as he looked closer he saw that the dress's design was that of the Italian flag's. her fingernails were painted with Swiss flags, her hair had a different bow, her new one wasn't tattered or quite as cheap as her first one, in fact the ribbon looked like it costed a pretty euro. On her feet were a pair of sandals, perfect for traveling in, yet still stylish enough to not clash with the outfit. Lily gave a timid smile and waved her fingers sheepishly. "H-hello everyone. H-how do I l-look?" She blushed; Felix seemed to fight her for the brightest red. "Oh! Here, take these for good luck. You'll need them against those stupid Russian Mob Irina and Victor." Bea plucked her earrings out of her ears and pierced Lily's. She winced but didn't complain.
Lily felt her ears, they were simple earrings really. A rough exterior, she almost cut herself on an edge. "Ow!" She jumped; why was that so sharp? "Sorry, these are very old, they were a gift from a very young Romano. Italy had given me a drawing that day, but still; their my good luck charms, so don't lose them, okay?" She smiled; Lily gasped "Oh no! I couldn't take these from you, they're so important to you—"
"It's fine, just return them after this is over, alright?" Lily nodded; Bea suddenly smiled wickedly and turned to the boys "Now, who's next~?" She sang; Mafia made an immediate dash for the door, making him her next victim.
Felix eyed the floor with embarrassment; Bea had forced him into a short sleeved shirt with a large Liechtenstein flag. A pair of aviator glasses rested in his brunette hair, he argued that jeans with holes in the knees were not "all the rage in America". Seriously, who's be dumb enough to buy jeans with holes already in them? (Somewhere, off in America, Alfred F. Jones sneezed.) Bea had insisted that Mafia looked adorable. Not really what the Italian Mafia was aiming for, but he'd take what he could get. He sighed expecting laughter from the Germanic's(mainly from Vash), instead Lily hugged him and said "I almost didn't recognize you, you look great!" Switzerland nodded in agreement "You don't look half bad…for a kid." He added; Bea snatched Vash's gun, tossed it to Felix and whispered in Vash's ear. "Good, then you won't mind going next." Vash, of course fought tooth and nail to avoid being dragged up the stairs with Byzantine. The two teenagers snickered; this would be an interesting challenge for Bea, they could tell…
Sorry, I took so long and sorry this chappy is super short, but I haven't abandoned the story! I never will! To any story! Ever! So drop a review please! Please?
Ameriko, out.