{Chapter II "Romulus's Dream"}

"This marinara sauce sure smells good, Lovi," Romulus praised his grandson. Lovino smiled up at him from the wooden stool he stood on top of to reach the pot.

"Thank you, Nonno," he replied.

"Do you think it's done yet?"

"I think so."

"You think so?"

"I'm sure."

"Absolutely positive?"

"Yes Nonno!"

"Alright, I'm putting the spoon in my mouth now." And Romulus did, but just to spite Lovino he pursed his lips and "thought" about the sauce.

"What's wrong? Did I not put enough basil in?"

"Well this is the best marinara sauce I've ever had! You have a gift mio Tesoro. A gift that needs to be shared."

Lovino beamed up at Romulus while cradled in his arms, then jumped down and ran to open the door. "Hey everyone I made marinara sauce!" He called to his neighbors.

"It sure smells good, Lovino," someone replied.

"I have some leftover pasta, Lovi, should I bring it?" someone asked.

Lovino nodded. "Bring whomever and whatever you all need! Just be sure to bring yourselves," he giggled.

Romulus smiled as he watched everyone else eat. He didn't eat much, plus he wanted to make sure everyone else got as much as they needed. Someone brought pasta, someone else brought a loaf of bread, and they all had Lovino's sauce.

"Good food brings people from all kinds of places together," Romulus told Lovino later as he tucked him into bed. "When I open my restaurant, people from all those places and different background will be coming from miles around just to get a taste of my food."

"Our food, Nonno," Lovino corrected.

"That's right, Tesoro, our food."

Lovino gasped and stuck his head out his window. "Nonno look! Feli's fairytale book said that if you wish on a star, your dreams are sure to come true!"

Romulus laughed. "Well you wish on that star mi bambino, you wish with all your little heart. But remember, Lovi, that you need to be able to put in your work too because that star can only take you part of the way. And also never forget to remember what you truly need."

"Yes, Nonno," Lovino replied. Lovino pulled the picture of his grandmother off of his side table and hugged it to his chest. "I'll remember for both you and Nonna."

Romulus's smile faltered as he looked at his late wife, but to hide it he picked up a picture of inside a fancy restaurant and pulled a pen out of his shirt. "So Lovi, what do you think we should name our restaurant?"

"Whatever you want Nonno." They both smiled as Romulus wrote 'Lovino's Place' across the top in his swirly yet stiff writing.

Lovino hugged the picture to his chest and closed his eyes. "Please, please, please."

A/N: So here is the adorable scene where little Lovi cooks dinner. I always loved that scene in the movie because they decided to share the food with everyone, and that makes me happy because I love sharing food I made or helped make with people. Not to be praised but because people coming together to eat is a wonderful thing.

I hope ya'll are enjoying this fic, and I am for sure enjoying writing this. I may also possibly be watching the movie religiously and listening to the soundtrack that I bought on iTunes...maybe...

Ciao, Athineath~