Spain grasped his little brother's hand and the two went to leave. Austria stood watching and went to jolt forward, but Hungary held him back. He looked at her with a deeply upset expression. Embracing his arm, she rubbed it and shook her head.
"Roderich…he belongs with Antonio…not us. You just need to let him go." She continued to hold his arm until he shook loose and walked towards the two brothers.
"Feliciano…" Austria spoke softly, but it was enough to cause the little boy to turn his attention to the elder nation. He looked at the boy, and looked at Spain. Smiling slightly, he dropped down to one knee and held out his arms to the child. "Little one…please do not hesitate to come back and visit any time you wish. I am more than sure your big brother will not have a problem."
The little nation looked up at his brother, and then walked over to Austria. He gave the older nation a hug, and then leaped up, and grabbed Antonio's hand. The two walked over to the door and were seen out. Right before they left, Spain turned to Austria and nodded his head. This was a peace signal from the two, meaning everything would be okay. The door closed, and it was time for little Feliciano to enjoy his new life with his big brother.
The two had to board a train to arrive back to the mansion. Spain could only wonder what was happening while he was away. When he left the mansion, Lovino was left in his room because he was not behaving properly, and Spain just did not have the time nor patience for the child's antics. He did know that the child was unhappy because he was never around as much, but perhaps with the newest member of the family joining, it would be a much happier environment.
Looking down at the boy who's hand he was holding, they were ready to board the train. Smiling, the little boy looked up.
"Are we going to my new home big brother?" Said the tiny nation. His eyes opened wide, and the look on his face made Spain grin. He was so happy to have his other brother, and now in control of the two Italy nations, life would be a lot more simplistic. Nodding, he responded.
"Yes little one…but come now, we must get on the train, it is a long journey back to my home, and I am very anxious for you to meet your brother…Lovino."
Jumping up and down with laughter, Spain helped the boy onto the train, and the two found a seat. Indeed the ride was long, as Italy had fallen asleep in his brother's arms.
Belgium held her wrist and moaned slightly. Lovino had not known what he did, and the last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt his friend.
The little nation looked into the angry eyes of both Netherlands and Luxembourg. The brother nations were not happy with the way they were always treated by the youngster. Netherlands even lived in the mansion, and he always felt less than wanted. It was going to stop though, he had to do something about it, whether Spain was around or not.
"I have had it with your behavior Lovino Vargas. You're brother is not here, and with the little stunt you just pulled hurting Malicia, you're in for it now!" Arie walked towards the boy, and there was nothing he could do. Belgium sat on the bed holding her wrist, and her other brother Fynn sat alongside her, looking over to see if she was okay.
Lovino could not do a thing, but he did know that he was faster than the other adults, and he would need to somehow escape. As Netherlands walked closer to him, the little nation looked around, and suddenly without fail looked to the side and saw the door to his room was open. It would be somewhat tricky, but he wanted to escape the wrath of punishment.
"Come here Lovino." Said Netherlands as he held a hand out to the boy. Italy just looked at him, and nodded his head no. This in return upset the elder nation. "Then you have left me with no choice…I am going to tan your little…" He was cut off by Italy running past him in such speeds, it made Belgium and Luxembourg stand straight up.
"Schijten! Where the hell did that little monster go?" Arie turned around and heard hurried footsteps tearing down the hall. He looked over wide eyed at his siblings, and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Arie…just…just leave him be…he…ugh, ouch this hurts." Belgium held her wrist, and both brother's looked upset.
"No, he will not get away with this. Antonio is on his way back now, and will be told. Come, let's get your wrist iced, and then maybe we can have a drink in the parlor." Arie held out his hand, and his sister walked to him. Showing her out the door, the two waked, and Fynn helped.
Belgium was slightly worried, she looked around as she was led down the hall. The boy had behaved most awful, and Spain would need to be told of his actions, but she had no concept for time, and was not sure when he would be arriving back. The only thing she was aware of, Lovino did manage to run away quite a bit when he was trying to avoid a school lesson, or simply wanted to be naughty and play a prank on Antonio by pretending to be lost.
Romano scurried down the hall. He knew the mansion, but it was still very large, and he had no idea where to run to. He decided he would run outside, because that was he was completely out of the mansion. Running to the door, he opened it with his small hands. The house staff was already gone for the day, so he was free to escape. Once the door opened, he looked around the gardens and his eyes lit up. He saw the tree that him and his brother would always sit under while they read stories. It was a little too tall for him to climb. Panicking because he did not want to be caught, he ran over to where there were some bushes. A spot was formed that was simply perfect for a little boy to hide. He quickly got down and crawled under the bush. Safe for the moment, all he had to do was wait.
On the train, they were halfway through France. The boy slept happily on his brother, and Spain looked down. The resemblance of the two little Vargas brothers was uncanny. If it wasn't for a year difference, the two would be twins. He stroked the child's hair, and looked out the window. The weather was still warm, but the sun was setting. The chimes came on the train, and a voice rang through the intercom. It was the conductor.
"Attention passengers, we will be arriving at our destination in approximately twenty minutes. Please gather up any belongings, and prepare for departure from the train. Thank you and I hope you all have enjoyed your ride."
The speaker came off, and Spain looked down at the small pile in his lap. Italy sat rubbing his eyes and yawned.
"Are we there yet big brother?" Italy was getting slightly anxious, and excited.
"We are almost there little one. Stay calm. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat when we get to my home?"
The child who had not muttered much since they got on the train suddenly erupted with happiness. He jumped for joy in his seat, which made some of the other patrons on the train looked over with either a smile, or a scowl. Spain tried to hush him.
"I want pasta big brother! Pasta, pasta, pasta!" Spain just chuckled and held him down.
"Okay, I'll see what I can do. We have a very large kitchen, and the chef can make you something delicious. Now, ah…" Spain looked out the window, and it looked like they arrived. Passengers were getting ready to get off the train, Spain stood up, holding out his hand to his brother.
Italy took his brother's hand, and the two got off the train. The walk to the mansion was not far, and it gave Spain a little more time to have a little bonding. Arriving at the front door, Spain opened it and led the little boy in. A little ways away, Romano looked out from where he was hiding and saw a new boy. Spain had told him of the news about a new member of the family, but he was most likely not paying any attention. His eyes grew angry, and he could not believe this was happening.
Arriving inside, Spain looked around the house, some lights were on, but the house was very still. He heard some laughter coming down the hall. Grinning slightly, he held hands with Feliciano and approached the area where all the action was.
Inside the parlor, Malicia was sitting in a chair laughing at whatever her brother Arie was talking about. Fynn was sitting in another chair in the corner listening. Drinks were in each of their hands, and it seemed like they were having a glorious time. They hadn't noticed Spain walking in, hand in hand with little Feliciano. Netherland was the first to look up however when Antonio cleared his throat.
"Oy…'Tonio…hello…good to see you, and…ah…who is this little one…looks remarkably like that little menace of yours."
Spain did not smile nor frown at the comment, but simply held the little boy in front of him, and introduced him.
"Guys…I want you to meet Feliciano Vargas…he is my other little brother and…well…he is here to stay, for as long as he wishes." Leaning down looking at the boy, Spain pushed him slightly forward. "Say hello little one."
"Uh…hello…hello big brother's friends…I am happy to…to be here." The child spoke some more, but then turned around and buried his head into Spain's knees. He smiled, and then quickly frowned as he looked over to Belgium and her bandaged hand.
"Malicia…what happened? Dear girl…however did you hurt yourself?" Spain released himself from the tiny little nation, and walked over to her. Before she could answer, Fynn answered.
"That little brat of yours…" Spain looked wide eyed at Feliciano and went to object. Fynn seeing as he was heard mistakenly, corrected himself. "No…Lovino…little Lovino would not behave himself. He has quite the attitude. Needs a little adjusting if you ask me."
Spain looked to Arie, and then held Belgium's hand. Gritting his teeth, he went to grab the little hand of Italy, and go for the door, but Arie stopped him.
"He's not in his room Antonio. He jet out of his room when we went to see what was taking Malicia so long."
"You didn't look for him?" Spain seemed slightly annoyed because his little brother was supposed to be kept on a watchful eye, but the boy was also supposed to stay in his room. Looking back down, he took Feliciano's hand, and they walked. "Come little one…I will have you stay in my room tonight, and then we can figure out what to do in the morning." Looking up to the others, he gave a wry eye. "I am going to see about finding our little Lovion, after of course this one goes to sleep. Come Feli."
"Oh but pasta big brother!"
"I am sorry little one…it will have to wait for tomorrow." The boy nodded, and held his brother's hand tightly, and they walked down to Spain's room.
The boy was dressed in an oversized night shirt of Spain's, and then set in the bed. It did not take long for the child to pass out, as he had a long day. Once the child was sleeping, Spain closed the door and walked out, and down the foyer. He had slight fire in his eyes. Some of this was because the boy had behaved very poorly, and Spain was not putting up with it any longer. He had been switched once, and there was no reason why it was not going to happen again. He was slightly annoyed at his house guests because they had failed to look for the boy…but Spain knew that Romano had not wanted to be found.
Walking outside, he stood by the front door. It was dark outside, but not too dark to look around. He looked to the tree where they had been happy in the past, and then seeing as the child wasn't there, he began to call out his name.
"Lovino? Lovino…where are you?" He walked around. Knowing the child would not leave the mansion gates entirely, he knew that the boy was indeed around. "Lovino Vargas…come out…I know you are here somewhere." He breathed in deep when all of a sudden he heard a slight whimper.
Spain walked over to where the heavy breathing, and the moans were heard. He walked over to a bush and got down on his knees looking under it. There wasn't anything much to see, but two little frightened eyes.
"Romano…come out from under there please." He said with a stern voice, but did not get angry. The boy stayed and responded in a small voice.
"I hurt Malicia big brother…I am sorry…"
"I know…now come out from there now It is much too late for you to be awake." He held out a hand, and the little boy reached out and grabbed it. Pulling him out, Spain lifted the child into his arms and nothing was said between the two as he walked inside.
Arie and Fynn heard the front door slam. Malicia got up from her chair and walked over looking to see what her brother's were watching. Lovino was being held, and he did not look up, as his eyes stayed staring at the ground. Spain's expression was not a happy one, and he looked over at the three.
"I am putting this one to bed, after I have a lengthy discussion with him, and then…I will return." The two retired down to Lovino's room. Once there, Spain set the little boy down on his feet and looked him dead in the eyes. "Okay Romano…you have a bit of explaining to do."
The boy looked up, and it would seem like he would have a lot to say, but he was not happy with his older brother. The older nation left him, and went ahead and got a new little brother. He folded his arms and kept tight lipped. This did not set well with Spain at all.
"Listen here Lovino…I am not tolerant of this extremely naughty behavior. Now either tell me what is going on, or you're going to get a spanking."
"No 'Tonio! You went away today, you left me…and then you brought a stranger here…I don't like you!" The boy stuck out his tongue and went to walk away. Spain's eyes widened, and he swiftly grabbed the child by the hand, and brought him over to the bed.
"I did not leave you today…and the little boy I brought home was your brother. He was not happy at his home and…" Spain was getting quite upset because the boy was wiggling around. "Stay still Romano, ugh…I would never leave you."
"You did…you jerk! You left me! And I don't…I don't want to live here any minute longer I…" The boy's sentence was cut off as he was abruptly lifted up, and brought over Spain's lap. The night shirt was raised, and a small round bottom was revealed. Lovino held on to his brother's pants, and hic cupped slightly.
Spain lifted his palm in the air. It came down upon his little brother's backside in a hard and crisp smack. The boy gripped at his brother and when the second smack fell, Lovino could not keep his eyes from watering, and his cries definitely not muted.
"I would think (smack) that you would know how to behave (smack) when I am not around. (smack) Am I making myself clear?" (smack)
"Uhhh….owwww, yes big brother….(sniff) I won't…I'll be good…(sniff, sniff)" The boy could not get any clear conversation out, as the crying became harder and louder.
"Good to hear Lovino Vargas! (smack). I will finish off with a few more, and then (smack) you are going to bed."
(smack, smack, smack, smack)
Laying a gentle palm on the boy's bottom, Spain then lifted Lovino into his arms and embraced him tightly. While swift in his justice, Spain did not want to bear a grudge against the young nation. Lovino held his brother's neck tightly, and cried into his nape. Reassuring him that a spanking was well deserved, Spain set the boy in his bed, and the child's head hit his pillow.
"Brother…I am sorry…I didn't mean…(cough)…I was naughty and…(sniff)…"
"Hush…go to sleep. I am very anxious for tomorrow to come. Its about time for some happy in this mansion, and you will see it tomorrow. Go to bed, sleep well, and we'll have a magnificent breakfast tomorrow." He leaned in and kissed the boy's wet face. Lovino pulled his face down and held it. This meant that the child severely repented his wrongdoings. Leaving the room, he turned the lights down, and whispered. "And tomorrow you will apologize to Malicia, and say hello to your little brother. Good night…my Romano."