"Ve~~ Welcome to Candy Café!" Italy greeted the first group of five as they entered the café, chatting happily.
"Th-this way please." Romano struggled to maintain that perfect smile on her face as she motioned for the 5 to follow her to the multipurpose room.
"Thank you!" One of the five, a girl gave Romano a sweet smile in return and walked right beside her. "You look really cute!" She complimented.
"Har-" Romano was about to tell the girl to mind her own business when he remembered England saying something about being nice to the guests or suffer at the end of the day . "I mean, really?"
"Totally!" She nodded happily, "I really like your hair! It's so long and silky! Can I touch it? Please?" Her eyes were sparkling.
…Romano felt incoming danger; nothing good can come from an over hyper girl.
"April, you are scaring her." A guy around the same age as the girl held her back by the collar and gave Romano an apologetic nod, "Sorry, I will try and keep her under control."
"Ahahaha… Guess I got carried away." April laughed sheepishly and scratched the back of her head, her action reminding Romano of Spain for some reason. "But your hair's really pretty. By the way, was that girl just now your sister? You two look very alike, she has the same perfect hair as you." She continued her blabbering as Romano felt her head starting to hurt.
Of all possible targets… Why her? Then again, getting attention from a girl was not exactly that bad...
"Sorry for the long wait, this is the room where the party would be held. " Romano was never this happy to see the multipurpose room. "Please enjoy yourselves, my sister and I will join you shortly." Pulling off yet another sweet and gently smile that truly disgusted her, Romano immediately turned around and was almost running back to the entrance.
While rushing back to the entrance, Romano thought about how he managed to get himself in this mess. At first, Spain called up him and Feliciano, saying that he's found something fun to do. He was unwilling at first, but both Feliciano and Spain won't fucking shut up until he finally gave up. Then they just had to enter the room when that freaking eyebrows was casting one of his damn spells and changed them into girls. GIRLS!
It's not that he had anything against girls. He's a lover, not a hater. But becoming one with the help of magic was another case, especially when he was forced to wear the ridiculously puffy and lacy maid uniform and work here for a whole damn day. If that wasn't enough, the stupid eyebrows just had to show off his (her) perfectionism and forced him into a lesson with Poland on smiling and acting like a sweet and gentle maid. Fuck! Why would he ever want to be a maid? He should have just ignored Spain and Feliciano and maybe take a siesta or something.
"Sorella~ (sister in Italian)you are back!" Italy waved to Romano as she walked back to her station, the left side of the café's glass door.
"Try calling me 'Sorella' again and I will kill you." Romano threatened.
"But you are a girl now, and I can't call a girl my fratello… (brother in Italian)" Italy replied innocently.
"Then just shut up." Romano replied almost immediately.
"But-"
"NO BUTS!" She shouted, not giving Feliciano the littlest space for negotiation.
"…" Italy droop her shoulders and lowered her head to look at the ground, disappointed.
The atmosphere became very quiet after that, and after 2 minutes, Italy started fidgeting and pulling at the ribbons on her uniform. She suddenly stopped her action, and as if she had remembered something, looked back up at Romano and opened her mouth to speak. But no words came out, and instead, she closed her mouth and went back to staring at the ground. Romano said that she should shut up, and disobeying Romano wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do, especially when they were alone with each other.
"…" Taking all of her brother's little actions in, Romano rolled her eyes and directed her attention back at the guest list that was given to her by England earlier that day, the next batch of 4 would be coming in 15 minutes. Meaning, another 15 minutes of boredom. On the other hand, Feliciano was doing the same action opening and closing her mouth for quite a few times now, and it was slowing getting on Romano's nerves.
"Oii, if you want to say something, then say it." Deciding that he would rather not pass the 15 minutes in silence, Romano asked.
"But you told me to shut up…"
"I know what I've said, and I am telling you," Romano rubbed at her temples, "you are allowed to speak now."
"Ve~ Grazie!" Italy smiled sweetly and continued, "Sorella, do you by any chance know any of the guests?"
"I told you not to call me that!" Romano was close to losing her patience, "I don't. Why did you ask?"
"Ve~~ She's been standing beside you for some time now." Italy pointed to Romano's side with a puzzled look.
"…Huh?" Romano had a bad feeling about this and was almost reluctant to turn around, though she did not need to turn around to know who Feliciano was talking about.
"Eh… What does 'Sorella' and 'Fratello' means?" A clear and energetic voice asked as a person popped up in front of Romano, almost scaring her to death. "They are not English words right? Hmm… They kind of sound like Italian. Are you two Italians?"
"HOLD IT!" Romano had to shout to stop the girl in front of her from overloading them with questions. "Why the hell are you even here?"
"Oh, I wanted to talk to your sister." Finding nothing wrong with her being here, April grinned and took a few steps forward, facing Italy. "Hi, you two look very alike, are you two twins or sisters?"
"Um! We are sisters!" Italy smiled happily and went forward to give Romano a hug, who was ready to kick her away any moment, but couldn't because April was there.
"Wow! That's so cool! You two are almost identical!" April exclaimed, "The both of you look really nice in the maid uniform and your hair is perfect! Ahh… I am so jealous." She was probably going to throw glitter powder everywhere if she had any.
"Ve~ Grazie! You are very pretty too!" Italy was quite fond of this person, she was pretty friendly, after all.
"Ah, speaking of which, there is something very different about the two of you." April looked as if she had just discovered a new island, "Your curls are pointing in the different directions. Here, let me fix that for you." Without giving the two any time to react, April reached for the curls.
"Excuse me," before April was able to grab hold of their curls, a voice sounded from behind. "We will be starting the party soon, could I please ask you to follow me?" England asked politely and bowed.
"Ah, alright then. See you two later~" April nodded and followed England happily.
Both of them heaved a sigh of relief. Just one minute late, and things would turn out a whole lot differently. Just when the two decided to take a break, the café's door opened again, and in came the next four guests.
"… Feliciano, you are taking charge of them this time." Romano insisted.
Before you start flaming me, let me say something.
April is a OC, but is not important at all. She's just there for entertainment purposes.
As the story goes on, i may add more OCs, but they are only for the event, and doesn't affect anything else. Really.
I do not intend to include any pairing of my OCs with the orignial characters. In fact, April's presence got Romano hugged by Italy, so i guess it's fine?
They will turn back to males soon, don't worry.
I will upload the next chapter tomorrow, hopefully.
Please review if you think i can improve anywhere.