Once again, I apologize for not updating. I had final exams and school's now over for me. I have decided to finish the story and if I think of something, I'll write one –shots or other stories. I forgot that I had like, 6 subplots in this story that I can follow so we'll do that.
It was about a month later since Luna left Germany's place.
"Luna! Dove è la mia giacca?" Italy yelled from the bottom of the grand staircase.
"Ich nicht weiß!" Luna yelled from her room.
"Che cosa?" Italy yelled.
"I said, non lo so!" Luna yelled.
"Che cosa?" Italy yelled again. Luna sighed and slid off her large, king-sized bed. Luna, at this point, was using a walking cast so she can move around easier now. She opened her bedroom door, turned the right, and walked to the top of the stairs.
"I said I don't know where your jacket is!" Luna yelled down the stairs.
"Smettila di urlare, bastardi!" Romano yelled from somewhere.
"Shut up, you meanie! I was talking to Feliciano!" Luna yelled to Romano.
"Both of you can be quiet," Italy said calmly, "I just wanted my jacket." Luna's face softened and she gracefully walked down the stairs.
"Where are you going that you need a jacket?" Luna asked.
"Umm," Romano then walked into the room.
"Non dirle, Veneziano," Romano said.
"Don't tell me what?" Luna said.
"Nothing, we're going out," Romano said.
"Where to?" Luna pried.
"Does it matter?" Romano asked.
"Yes," Luna turned to Italy, "Where are you going, Feli?"
"Ve~ we're going…" Romano punched Italy in the stomach.
"Nowhere," Romano said as he grabbed his coat and found Italy's right next to his.
"Well, can I come?" Luna asked.
"Ve~ Of co…"
"No," Romano interrupted.
"Why?"
"Because you don't need to go," Romano said as he threw the other jacket to Italy. Luna sighed.
"I want to gooooooooo!" Luna whined.
"No!" Romano yelled.
"Why can't she go, Romano?" Italy asked.
"Because she can't!" Romano yelled and turned to see Luna was putting on a jacket.
"Aren't we leaving?" Luna asked not expecting an answer. Luna opened the door and walked outside. Romano growled to himself while Italy "ve~" happily. Luna opened the back door of the car and got in.
"Ve~ Luna? You are forgetting something." Italy said through the car door. Luna rolled down the window.
"No, I'm not," Luna said in a matter-a-fact tone. Romano walked over to Luna and flicked her forehead.
"Your damn car seat, idiota,"Romano said harshly.
"No, I'm not. I'm not sitting in the car seat," Luna said starting to roll up the window.
"You are if you're coming with us," Romano yelled. Luna rolled the window up completely and stuck out her tongue. Romano then flipped out then threw open the trunk and grabbed the car seat. Romano tried to open the car open only to find it was locked. "Open the damn door!" Luna glanced over to Romano and started putting on her seatbelt. Italy then started tapping Romano's shoulder. "What the hell do you want?" Italy flinched.
"Ve~ Fratello, we're going to late…" Romano growled and turned to the car.
"Are you fuckin' happy now? You won't have the damn car seat!" Romano yelled pointing at Luna through the door. "Oh, but you wait! You'll be paying if we get any fuckin' tickets!" Luna cracked the window.
"Danke," She said before rolling the window back up. Romano threw the car seat back into the trunk of the car and got in the driver's seat. Italy then got in the other side. After twenty minutes on the road, Luna started dozing off.
"So, Luna," Italy said which caused Luna to crack her eyes, "Are you up for game of 'I spy'?"
"Nein," Luna said closing her eyes. So Luna fell asleep and it felt like she was asleep for a long time. Luna eventually woke back up but wondered why it was getting dark. "Where are we?" Romano who was now in the passenger seat turned to Luna.
"We're at least twenty to thirty minutes away from Paris."
"Wait, like Paris, France! That's like a twelve hour drive!" Then something struck Luna, "You we're going to leave me at home for twelve hours!"
"Actually a lot longer, you would have been fine," Romano mumbled.
"Do you know that I'm only six!?"
"Are we counting national or human age?"
"Oh, I'm a lot younger in national age…" Romano 'hmpf' and turned forward in the chair. Luna sighed and crossed her arms. "Where are we going anyway?"
"A world meeting."
The trio later arrived in Paris and checked into a luxury hotel. Italy and Romano had the hardest time communicating with the Frenchman at the check-in desk. Luna actually had to resort to speaking slow Latin to the poor man. He, for some strange reason, understood her more than the two Italians. (French is far more deviated from Latin for any French person to understand it and French is definitely closer to Italian than Latin) So after ten minutes of Luna blending Italian and Latin, they finally checked into a room. Italy and Romano later wanted to question the Latin, but decided against it. When they got to the room, Luna plopped onto the nearest bed.
"We're going to have to wake up early tomorrow so I suggest we go to bed," Romano said.
"Ve~ Why?" Italy whined, plopping on the second bed.
"Bastardo! We have to if we don't want to be late!"
"When does this thing start?" Luna asked. Romano and Italy turned to Luna.
"It starts at 9," Italy said happily, "Or was it 10…"
"Idiota! You don't know the time!" Romano yelled.
"Wait! I think it was 9!"
"How about we just go to sleep and show up whenever?" Luna said, slightly irritated. Both Italy and Romano shrugged and Romano plopped next to Italy on the bed. Then both looked at Luna.
"Sorellina," Italy started, "Aren't you going to sleep?" Luna laughed.
"I was just asleep for about 12 hours, I won't be going to sleep for a while," Italy sighed and dozed off. Romano later fell in suit and left Luna just staring at them while they sleep.
I really do apologize about the not updating. Just to keep you from not waiting, I'm splitting this chapter in two(That and it's three in the morning). Sorry it's short and please review this mediocre chapter! Hasta la pasta!