I forgot to put the warnings in the first chapter. Here.
Warning: Contains (these pretty much just apply to chapters that'll come up soon) character death, possible graphic murder scene(s), language because of our favorite South Italian, some OOCness, and slightly brief RomaBel
A hand ran over the wrinkles in the old uniform. Lovino straightened his tie while balancing a plate of his brother's favorite food in one hand. He knocked rudely and loudly on the door of his brother's room. He was greeted by a sleepy Feliciano who was rubbing his large tired eyes.
"Hey Sleeping Beauty," Lovino started sarcastically "I've got your breakfast, which you were an hour late to recieve at the table."
With a yawn, he accepted the food, gently taking it in his frail hands.
"Thank you, Lovi..." he said lazily.
"You cannot be this tired, can you? I woke up three hours earlier!"
Before he could reply, Lovino dragged him by the arm, to the corner of the room, and shut the door behind it. Feliciano nearly dropped the food.
"Hey! Watch out!"
Lovino ignored him and went through his drawers. His younger brother sat down on his bed and began nibbling at his food. As he did so, Lovino began pulling out some clothes. He examined the undershirts, put a few back, and put two to the side. He got out Feliciano's favorite orange over-shirt and put it in the pile with the undershirts.
"Loviii..."
"Eh?" Lovino responded, holding frilly underwear in one hand and pants in another.
"I made a mess..."
Such a toddler he was...
With a sigh of exasperation, he gathered up the clothes in his arms and walked over to Feliciano. His face and nightwear was a sticky mess of red and violet jams and orange sauce. The lighter-haired twin looked up at his brother and smiled innocently. Almost as if he was proud of what he'd done. The little booger himself. Lovino took a handkerchief out of his breast-pocket and roughly wiped his brother's filthy face. Feliciano whined in discomfort.
"Shut up, Feliciano."
"You can't talk to me like that!" he pouted.
"I swear to the good lord, taking care of you is just like looking after a child..."
"Then you'd be great with children!"
Lovino blushed. He didn't like being called soft and the though of him with children just seemed so strange.
"Sh-Shut up...now strip off your nightwear and I'll fill the wash basin."
"Okay~!"
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Feliciano walked beside his brother with a cheerful smile, pink tainted cheeks, and bright eyes. If one without schema were to look at him, they'd assume him to be one of those people whom everyone loves. And he very well used to be. But now it'd be fair to say that more than eighty percent of his kingdom dislikes him with a passion. Many call him a person who lacks the traits of a great leader. Others say he is power thirsty. Neither are correct, he just likes to rule his own way, which is the way that many do not agree with.
As the two young men walk through town, murmurs begin to fill the air. People are turned to those next to them with a hand cupping around their mouth. Some even glare. But oblivious little King Feliciano is unaware. Lovino gives the people a dark, hateful look until they begin to hush down a little. His attentions is tossed back at Feliciano who hums softly.
"It's so nice out today! Don't you think, Lovi?"
"Indeed. Though the pests seem to be ruining it."
"There are bugs bothering you? I see none near me."
"Trust me, they're there," Lovion glanced at the people who looked at his brother like filth.
"If you say so."
Feliciano glanced around at the practically silent people. His mouth formed a fat frown. And he began to speak.
"Lovino. What is with all of this?"
"All of what?" Lovino asked.
The young King spread his arms out wide to gesture to all of the people surrounding them.
"This. These people. How can they be so silent and emotionless? It's awkward and weird..."
"Hm...I like them better with their mouths closed. We won't get any unwanted opinions."
Feliciano looked thoughtful.
"...I suppose you're right. That could be troublesome," he agreed with a grin.
Lovino held a market door open for Feliciano to walk in. The shop keeper's eyes widened and he silently panicked.
"O-Oh God...t-take whatever you want, your Highness! It's on me!"
Feliciano gave the shop keeper a phony look of surprise. Of course he was used to this. He was unaware of the fact that he was feared and never really wondered why people acted so frantic around him.
"Really? Thank you~!" he sang as he began instructing Lovino to pick out things.
He silently plucked things into his arms as his brother pointed. The shopkeeper watched with a nervous smile. Lovino's eyes shifted towards him, causing the man to jump.
"Don't be so jumpy, you look like a fool," Feliciano giggled, followed by a sigh from Lovino.
The shopkeeper nodded shakily.
"What else would you like?"
The King tapped his chin as he looked around the shop.
"Well..." he pulled a slip of paper out of his coat pocket,"I wanted this recipe to be prepared tonight. So let's look for the ingredients."
He handed the paper to his brother who read through it carefully.
"Sugar..."
Lovino searched for the sugar and grabbed it from a shelf.
"Flour...um...hey, Feliciano?"
"Yes?"
He picked out the flour.
"What is this recipe for?"
"Some sort of French bread called brioche. I heard it's good. Not as good as pasta, of course."
"...right..."
Lovino piled up all of the necessary ingredients and began to follow Feliciano out. As they exited, Feliciano turned to his brother and grinned.
"That shopkeeper was really on edge! I think you scared him."
At first, Lovino assumed that he was kidding with him and just rolled his eyes. But then he kept talking.
"You should stop glaring all the time, people are completely frightened by you. I order you to be more happy!" he continued with a goofy smile on his face.
The servant raised an eyebrow.
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Feliciano glared at a paper with irritation as he read it. He took it around his room with him, grabbing things around the room and stuffing them in a traveling case.
"For fucks sake!"
This called Lovino's attention away from making the bed.
"Eh? What's got you spouting curses out of the supposedly pure mouth of yours?"
"This!" he held the paper, which was actually a letter, in front of his twin's face. "Queen Bella has invited us into her kingdom to "discuss alliances". She wants nothing to do with me or my land! If I know her well, she's up to something or things will end up really bad."
"I was unaware of your hatred for her. From what I've heard, she seems like a good person."
"Feh!" Feliciano spat.
"This is unlike you. Are you stressed? I will go make tea."
Feliciano nodded.
"Yes, please do. Thank you..." he sighed.
He continued stuffing in clothing and essentials into his traveling case, grumbling while doing so.
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"Hm...Bella..." Lovino said thoughtfully as he brewed the tea.
"That's a nice name."
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Either the next chapter or the chapter after that will be the start of the feels parade.