I forgot to tell but if I use a different language I will put up the translation right behind it between [..] those. I'm Dutch but for Spanish and Italian (and French) I will use Google translate, please correct me if I'm wrong.
"Care to tell me who you two really are?"
'Shit, we can't tell him, he would never belief us' Romano looked around trying to find something to say that Spain would believe 'I need to come up with something fast'
"Sure I'm-"
"He's Antonio" Lovino almost screams over the 'older' Spanish boy
The 'younger' Spain has an eyebrow raised by the weird outburst, while the 'older' just smile at Romano.
"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, Sir" Antonio hold his hand out while smiling from ear to ear.
"Nice to meet you Antonio, I'm Spain" Spain shakes the other his hand with an almost identical smile
'God, the fool actually got the hint' The Italian boy tries not to think about what would have happened if he hadn't done what he just had.
"And you are?" Spain lets go of Antonio his hand, now looking at Romano.
"Lovino Vargas, to- bastard" Lovino glares hard at Spain 'Shit, I almost slipped'
The three of them resume their walk toward the kitchen.
"Where do you guys live?" Spain says wanting to know more about his quest.
"I live in Madrid" Antonio looks around remembering everything about the house 'so nostalgic'
"Palermo" Lovino says curtly.
"I see, how do you guys know each other?" Spain leads them into the kitchen.
"We-" But before Antonio can say more he is interrupted by a childlike voice. "Stupid tomato bastard, where were you?"
In the kitchen are three other people beside them. 'Great they just had to be here' before them are a child version of Romano, a woman, Belgium, and a tall northern man, Netherland.
"¡perdón, ¡perdón, Boss had some things to do in town" [sorry] The 'younger' Spain walks up to Romano pinching him in his cheek gleefully.
"Spain, who are those two other people" Belgium asks sweetly.
"A, where are my manners" Spain stands up walking toward us to introduce us to everyone.
"Like Spain has any manners" Lovino mummers under his breath, luckily nobody heard him.
"Italia, Países Bajos, Bélgica, this is Lovino Vargas" [Italy, Netherland, Belgium] Lovino makes a grumbling sound as acknowledgment.
"And this is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo" "hola" the 'older' Spain makes a short small wave at the others.
"Lovino, Antonio, this little cuty is Italia" the 'younger' Spain hugs the small Romano who tries to break free "Let go of me, dammit, I can't breathe"
"This is Bélgica" he stops 'hugging' little Romano and walks over to Belgium making a sort of proud ta-da pose. "Hey" She gives a small wave, like Antonio did a few seconds ago.
"And Países Bajos" [Netherland] the tall adolescent just looks their way with little interest.
"Spain, dinner is ready" Belgium walks back to the stove to add the finishing touch "Are you two going to eat with us?"
"Yay, Belgium's cooking" Spain gleefully walks over to the table, pulling out a seat to sit on.
'Dammit that bastard, if he keeps this up even Spain will suspect something' Lovino takes the seat next to Antonio.
"Romano, could you get some extra plates for our guests" Spain takes the seat in from of Romano, while ordering the small version.
"Why don't you get them yourself" little Romano huffs not moving from his spot.
"Cause I'm Boss" Spain says gaily.
"Whatever" he bits back but gets the splats anyway.
The little Italian boy tries to reach for the plats but is too short. He jumps for them, not think about what would happen if he has the plates.
Falling backward, ready to hit the ground and let the plates shatter on the ground…
"Uh.."
Instead of hitting the ground as he had though, he is hold in the air by Netherland a few inches above the ground.
Netherland puts him back on the ground before grapping some cutlery. He gives the cutlery to Antonio and Lovino before taking a seat himself. Netherlands glares drags at 'Boss' for a second before ignoring him completely.
"Oi, here are your plates" little Romano gives the guests their plates before taking a seat next to his Boss.
"Eat it while it is warm" Belgium puts a few pans on the squire table, taking Romano his plate to put some food on it.
The table is a perfect squire, making it possible for 2 people to sit at each side. Spain and little Romano are on one side. At the opposite of the 'younger' Spain sits Lovino and next to him, opposite of little Romano, sits Antonio. On side of the table is not in use and the corner where little Romano sits sits Netherland, Belgium sits, or in this cause stands, next to him, by Antonio his corner.
Dinner was simple. You had the occasional talking done mostly by the two Spains and Belgium with the curses from the two 'lovely' and ow so 'cute' Italian boys.
"Romano, you bring Antonio and Lovi~ to their room" the 'younger' Spain stands up leaving the cleaning to his henchmen.
"It's Lovino"
Little Romano stands up as well, walking out of the kitchen not caring if the two guest will follow him or not.
The other Italian boy stands up too ready to follow of his younger version "The food was delicious, Belgium"
"Thank Belgi~" Antonio runs up to Belgium almost hugging her to dead oblivious to the stares he is receiving from Netherlands. "You're welcome" she smiles sweetly at Antonio while he is in the air. Netherland lifted him of her in the air holding him by his collar giving death glares while emitting a dangerous dark aura.
The tall boy lets go of Antonio making him fall on his butt. Said boy jumps up quickly to go after the two Italians "Good night"
"Hey wait up for me" the Spanish boy runs up to the Italian boys who have almost reached the guest rooms.
"Those two room are for you bastards" with those words little Romano leaves the two behind.
"I take this one" Spain skips toward the left one of the two.
"Whatever, I'm taking a look around" Lovino starts to leave.
"Don't get lost" he hears Antonio says behind him before turning around the corner.
After walking for a bit not really caring where he is going, he hears a lot of stuff fall, heavy stuff, maybe a chair or a table and some small thing that are standing on the table, but no glass.
Lovino hurries to the origin of the sound, thinking that it may be a bugler.
When he arrives he doesn't find a bugler but a familiar sight.
I really want to thank everybody for the wonderful reviews and the fact that they favorited or alerted my story ^.^
Please point out any mistakes I made.
I'll try to put up the next chapter fast since I will be having a lot of time this week.