Willow P.O.V~
"Ve~" mused Italy as he brewed coffee in the back of 'Vargas Siblings Coffee Stop' Willow came in through the back exit smiling. She was about the same height as Sealand and had red hair with a bit of brown in it. She wore a dress like Chibitalia but her's was teal and she had on dark green hunting boots. She had a belt on right where the ribbon of the apron sat that had a sword and a water bottle. It may have been modern times but she still found the need for a sword after seeing her brother use one when she was little. Of course he was only fencing but her brothers had been nice enough to let her learn swordsmanship and hunting because Lovino was a mafia boss she needed the skills. She walked over to the oven and began to make some pastries. About fifteen minutes later Lovino finally arrived and took over for her. She walked out front to the counter and began taking orders and avoiding letting children touch her sword. Of course she was a child but she knew how to use one. About 11:00am she left for her school. As she walked in she was stopped by the principal. "tsk tsk Willow, everyday you're late, and everyday you come in with your sword. You know what to do, sign in at the front and sword in the bin."
Willow looked towards the ground and her face dramatically changed. She frowned and her hair turned a darker brown like her brother Lovino. She said softly in that sickly sweet voice, "I don't want to take off my sword, it would be easier to stab you with it." The principal immediately called the police whom dragged her off to the station not daring to touch her sword. Ah yes this was at least a monthly occurrence ever since she got the damn thing. Lovino stormed into the police room and yelled, "AGAIN WILLOW?! HOW MANY TIMES ARE WE GONNA GO THROUGH THIS? LEAVE THE DAMN THING AT HOME!" his face was red by this point and he watched her slowly stand up. The next thing he knew she had her sword close to his neck and said, "Who the hell asked you damn mafia bastard? because it sure as hell wasn't me." with that she put up her sword and walked out ignoring the police officers. Outside the climbed on a dumpster and up a pole to the top of a building, and that's when he saw him, the tomato bastard.
Willow ran across the buildings roof and made a leap to the next one almost missing it. Her eyes were hard and her hair was still dark brown as it flew behind her. Her dress billowed around her as she skidded to a stop about 12 feet ahead of him on a one story house. She jumped down giving any men below her a good view of her underwear. She landed on the ground with what looked to be blood all around her. "dammit my tomatoes got crushed." She said looking at the bag f them on her belt. She stood up and dusted off her dress and Antonio ran over to help. "Are you okay is that bl-" He was cut off as her found a sword about your centimeters from his neck. He looked at her having no idea whom she was and she saw the confusion in his eyes. "I'm Willow, You know Lovi and Feli's little sister? Oh you don't remember me huh? Well you better go back to whatever shit-hole you came back from because if I see your face is this town ever again I will not hesitate to use this sword, got it?" When he nodded she put up her sword and said, "arrivederci pomodoro bastardo." (goodbye tomato bastard). She walked climbed back up to the buildings roof and ran back towards the house. As she walked in to the 3 story house a maid looked at her with sad eyes and Willow said, "Ve~ what are you staring at me for?" of course by this poin she had lost all sense of seriousness and was just like Feliciano. She felt herself being picked up be her dress and eeped in surprise. The person holing her walked with her all the way up to the attic which was her makeshift room. He sat her on the bad and sat across from her. It was Feliciano whom immediately hugged her and said, "Mi spiace sorellina piccola [I'm sorry little sister] But Lovino says tat because this is the 30th time you brought your sword to school your grounded for a week." She sighed at burried her head in the black pillow, Feliciano's cue to gt the hell out before she takes her anger out on him. She sgot up an hour later and opened the door to see still fresh pasta by it. She ate it and locked her door leaving the plate outside. She walked over to her closet and put on a black nightgowm before walking over to her bed and climbing under the soft grey blankets falling asleep quickly to the sound of her brother yelling in angry Italian downstairs. Ah yes she was living the life of a mafia girl. Little did the young girl know, her pefect would would soon be changed and her whole life would be turned upside down.
OK so we don't own anybody but Willow whom is me (Kattie) and don't take any credit. Chapter one was written by Captain and chapter two is written by me, Kattie
Also she has two curls on either side of her head.