"You know, Romano, this place isn't that bad when you think about it," Veneziano smiled, gesturing to the small house they were standing in front of.
The older nation frowned and wondered how his brother had managed to get, yet another, tiny house. They were nations for goodness sake! Shouldn't they be living it up in a...
"And there are two bedrooms!" his brother practically yelled as if that were the greatest thing they could come across, although, admittedly, it probably was. Still, it didn't stop the sneaking suspicion that Roman had telling him Veneziano would probably end up in his bed. "And since we've moved around so much so fast I bet we won't have a problem staying here for a few weeks! We can finally have time to relax and do some sight-seeing!"
"Yeah, yeah," Romano nodded, walking past the northern nation and into the house. Sighing, he dropped his bags by the door and took a look around, hardly believing that a house could look so much smaller on the inside than it did on the outside and considering it didn't look that big to begin with that was really saying something. "Ven, when did you have the time to find this house... And why didn't you ask my opinion on it?"
"I stayed here a few years ago on my way to France's house!" Veneziano smiled. "Luxembourg told me I can stay here whenever I like as long as no one else is here. I guessed that no one would be here because no one has stayed here in years... Except for me... I even have people come by once a week to keep everything clean."
Romano looked at his younger brother over his shoulder. "Ven," he said quietly, "There are a couple of things wrong with that. The first thing is that you don't have to pass through this country to get from your house to France's house."
"I know that," Veneziano practically laughed, "I was coming from Germany's house!"
"I see," Romano continued, "but there's one more thing. If we are hiding from the other Nations, why would you want to stay in a house that another Nation said is practically yours?"
"Oooh! Romano, you have no reason to worry! He won't do that! Luxembourg never comes by this house! Especially if he thinks I'm here. I don't know why, but I think I might get on his nerves."
Romano nodded again, "I see." He looked around the small kitchen and living room, sighing. "Okay then," he picked up his bags again, "show me which room is mine."
South Italy leaned back in the kitchen chair and put his feet up on the table, sipping on a cup of coffee. He had to admit to himself that this house was growing on him. They'd been here a few months and nothing bad had happened. No one had come to pull them out of their beds in the middle of the night, in fact, it was almost as if no one really cared where they were. Sure, maybe they were leading the brothers into a false sense of security, but at least they where living comfortably.
He looked around and nodded to himself. Yeah, it had seemed small at first but it was better than the first house Veneziano had tried to push them into. Plus, he was right, no one really tried to come stay here. And it stayed clean. He had even told the people that usually came clean the house that they didn't need to come for a few weeks. He wasn't firing them, he even told him he'd continue to pay them and to consider it a small vacation, it was just that the house was so small that he and his brother could take care of the cleaning themselves. Of course, he told them that after the first two weeks and he had to keep calling them to reiterate the fact they didn't need housekeepers right now.
It was nice to live in a small place for once. It felt more home-like than the way-too-big-for-just-him mansion he lived in at home.
"Romano," Veneziano yawned, rubbing his eyes as he walked out of his bedroom. "Is there coffee for me too?"
"Mmm," Romano nodded, as he took another sip and stood up. "I'll get it for you. Just sit down. Anything particular you want for breakfast?" Romano stopped himself and thought for a second. Maybe living in such a small place was having an affect on him. Did he really just offer to make his younger brother breakfast? Veneziano was growing on him.
Apparently the younger nation thought so, too because when Romano looked over at him, his eyes had widened in shock.
Romano laughed nervously for a second and quickly filled a mug with coffee, handing it to his brother. "You know, never mind... We should just go get something to eat while we're out today. You go get dressed, we'll go shopping or something, okay?" he rambled on as he backed away from the kitchen and into his bedroom.
A/N
Hi everybody! It's been a while and for that I am truly, deeply, sorry. But no worries! I plan to go on a writing spree tonight since I don't particularly feel like sleeping and write about 4 more chapters of this. And I want to have it finished by the end of this week. Hopefully that will make up for how long I made you guys wait for this!
And then! If everyone is still interested, I'm going to start (and hopefully finish quickly without making everyone wait) The Emperor's New Groove! So if you haven't voted in my poll yet, you should go do that! And don't forget to let me know if you have better ideas!
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