New chapter! I'm back in Ohio, and I must say, I miss Luvrainluv a lot. At least I can always talk to her and we have Skype.
Soccer Camp starts today! From 9:30 to noon everyday! Then, next week, the girl's team is running the camp for the younger kids! It'll be both a pain in the ass and fun, or so I hope!
I'm also the only girl in my class to play soccer. I have been all of high school, but this year, it's a bit weird being the only senior. But I hope I can do well! I'm going to try to be a captain this year, mostly since the captains are always seniors, but also because I want to have some say in team shit this year. And I refuse to let the younger girls treat me like shit like they have the other three years. Fuck that. I'm not letting them walk on me. I didn't the other years either, but this year, I can actually do something about it.
But basically, my summer is already over. After both soccer camps, I then have band camp. Then I have soccer every day. Every. Single. Day. Except for Sunday. *sigh*
I just wanted to go to the zoo dammit... That's all I want to do. For the last three years. I have yet to go.
Anyway! Sorry about the long note this time! Happy Monday, everyone!
"Shit! What the fuck are we supposed to do now?!" Lovino hissed to Feliciano after the two were left alone in the cabin used by the crew. "The Delphinus?! Isn't that the same fucking one we just learned about in history class?!"
"S-Si. It's that one ship that was run by an immortal captain. I-I guess that's why Toni, Gil, and Fran laughed every time someone would bring it up," Feliciano whispered back. "T-The teacher said the captain probably just passed his title and name on like in The P-Princess Bride with the Dread Pirate R-Roberts."
"W-We have to fucking do something… We have to get home…"
"B-But how? We don't even know how we got here in the f-first place."
Lovino sighed and dragged a hand down his face. "I don't know….."
"A-At least we know that if we can't figure out how to get back, we can't age and we won't die, so we could just wait until the day that we- er, I guess our future selves end up being transported to the past, and we can rejoin everyone and save them..." Feliciano seemed to become surrounded by a dark cloud of depression at this thought. "But... I don't want to do that..."
"M-Maybe we could find some damn spellbooks… Do it ourselves…"
"B-But we can't magic like Arthur can. W-We wouldn't be able to do anything..." The younger twin slumped against the wall, looking horribly upset. "I miss Luddy and nonno," he sniffed, tears filling his eyes.
"W-Well what about those bastards?! Shouldn't they be working to get us back?!"
"They might be, b-but we don't know... They might h-have been recaptured... We were s-surrounded right before we got p-portaled here, remember?"
"S-Shit… Not good…"
"W-What are we going to do, fratello?" Feliciano whimpered.
"J-Just… go along with this shit for now I guess…."
"I'm scared…."
Lovino looked away as he pulled Feliciano into a one armed hug.
The younger turned and pressed his face into Lovino's shoulder, hugging him tightly.
"I'm scared too…" Lovino mumbled.
"I want to go home…" Feliciano sniffed.
Lovino rubbed Feliciano's back for a moment, then let go. "Think we should go back out there?"
"I don't think we have a choice…"
The older twin sighed and nodded, then slowly made his way to the door.
Feliciano followed him, holding onto Lovino's sleeve. Once they were back out in the hall, they found Antonio waiting for them. Before either could speak, he said, "I know it doesn't look very good, but trust me, it's more comfortable than it seems." He had taken the looks on their faces to mean they didn't like the room they had been assigned.
"It's not fucking like that, bastard," Lovino spat back angrily, not thinking.
Antonio frowned. "Watch your mouth," he said, his voice soft, warning Lovino silently to watch his step.
Lovino flinched and shot Feliciano a look, silently asking for help so he could actually watch his language for once. The last thing they both needed was a angry pirate.
Feliciano stuttered out an apology for his twin, grabbing Lovino's hand tightly.
Antonio frowned for a moment longer, then nodded. "Let's get you two a job to do. It will be your duty to be sure this thing is done everyday. Got it?"
Lovino nodded and swallowed before asking. "F-Fine… What the he-, I-I mean, W-What is it?"
"You two are going to wash the deck. Everyday. No complaining. If you can prove yourselves more worthy for other areas of work, then you could potentially be moved to a different job. Understand me?"
Feliciano nodded fervently, hoping his twin would just accept what they had been given and do the same.
Lovino watched Antonio for a second, then nodded and led Feliciano away to do the cleaning. When the two were far enough, he whispered, "Fucking cleaning! That bastard KNOWS I suck balls at it!"
"Veh, no he doesn't, fratello. As far as Toni knows, we've never met before," the younger teen whispered back. He picked up a mop and stuck it into the bucket of water, then began to swab the deck. "Just do your best, and stay away from anything that could fall on you, okay?"
"Fine. Whatever," Lovino grumbled as he grabbed the other mop and did the same as Feliciano, mumbling to himself, "How the hell can anything fall? Isn't all this shit bolted down?"
The two cleaned the deck slowly, not sure if they were doing the task assigned them correctly. But seeing as no one was scolding them, they assumed they were.
Suddenly, there was a loud, resounding crash that echoed over the entire ship as a line of cannons became undone and started rolling everywhere, followed by some crates after Lovino accidentally managed somehow to undo the knots with his broom.
Antonio appeared at the noises. "What the fuck is going on?!" he yelled, storming angrily towards the elder twin.
"I-I'm fucking cleaning, dammit!" Lovino stuttered nervously as he backed away from the furious pirate. "I'm cleaning like you said!"
"No, you fucking aren't. You're just fucking shit up." Antonio snatched the mop away, hitting him over the head once with it. "Get below deck. Maybe you'll have more luck in the kitchen. Feliciano," he snapped, turning to the other. Feliciano flinched, expecting the same treatment. However, the Spaniard simply pointed to the mess. "Clean it up. Lovino, get to the kitchen."
The new orders given, Antonio returned to the depths of the ships from where he had come. Once he was gone, Feliciano rushed to Lovino, checking where he had been hit, worriedly asking if he was okay.
"I'm fine, dammit," Lovino snapped, glaring at the direction Antonio went, his eyes flashing gold for a moment before he gave Feliciano a quick hug to put him at ease, then stomped off towards the kitchen.
A few hours later, it was time for lunch. The entire crew gathered into the mess hall to try out their new cook's food. But, before anyone could try any of the delicious smelling food, Antonio marched to the front, dragging Feliciano behind him. "Not that I don't trust you, Lovino, but I would much rather not run the risk of being poisoned. So little Feliciano here is going to test everything you made before anyone else eats a single bite. Okay?" He smiled as though Lovino had some say in this decision.
Lovino glared back, keeping his comments to himself as he ground out. "Fine. Not like I have anything to fucking hide anyway. He eats this shit all the time anyway, so it's nothing new to him."
"No one wants to listen to your back sass, Lovino. Shut your mouth and maybe you'll make it to tomorrow," Antonio growled.
Lovino once again bit back his retorts and glanced at Feliciano, nodding to him to try the food in front of the pirates. He personally had made sure that the only one to touch the food was himself so it was guaranteed to be safe.
Feliciano took a fork and stabbed a bite-sized piece of meat, then put it in his mouth. He hummed in delight at the flavor.
"Well?" Lovino asked, although knowing full well what Feliciano's response would be.
"It's super yummy, fratello~!" Feliciano chirped.
Even with this report, the crew waiting a full ten minutes, making sure Feliciano didn't suddenly keel over. Seeing as he was still alive and well, Antonio finally allowed his men to eat.
Lovino grabbed his own food and made his way over to his brother, who was sitting by himself at the end of a table, all the other seats occupied by the pirates. Luckily, none of them seemed to be paying the Italians any attention. "You going to be done with that cleaning shit soon?"
"Si si. I just need to find a little more rope and the cannons will be back in place~!" the younger twin said brightly.
"…. Sorry about that…" Lovino muttered, then cursed. "Shit... The only free spots are near to that asshole… I fucking hate him. The Antonio here. Not ours."
"Here, Lovi, you can have my spot. I'm done anyway and I need to finish before it gets dark. I don't wanna be on the deck alone at night."
"I'll just go with you and eat out there," Lovino grumbled and started to follow after him.
Before he could get out of the dining room area, Antonio grabbed his arm. "Sit with me," he said, pulling him back towards his table, which still had open seats as only a select few people could sit at the Captain's Table. Gilbert, Francis, and Ludwig were the only ones present, though Ludwig looked like he'd rather be anywhere else, and Gilbert and Francis were talking and laughing, ignoring the others.
Lovino jumped as stared at him with wide eyes. "W-What?!"
"You heard me. Sit."
Lovino growled, but sat down next to Antonio. "Why the hell do you want me here?"
"First off, again, watch your mouth. And second, I just wanted to say, well done with the meal," The captain said, sounding exasperated as he rolled his eyes.
Lovino blinked, then turned away and nibbled on his food. "… Thanks, I guess..." he mumbled quietly.
"Of course! I recognize the hard work of my crew. You can work in the kitchen from now on, si?" Antonio suggested.
"Fine. I can do that, bastard."
"Mouth."
Lovino scowled and muttered, "I can't fucking watch it. I've spoken like this since I was three."
"I don't give a shit, you better figure out how to watch it. At least when you're talking to me. You have to show me some respect, I'm your Captain now, after all."
Lovino scowled more and without thinking, grumbled to himself, "Dammit… I want the old you back…."
"What the hell are you babbling about, Lovi?" Antonio asked, looking at the Italian strangely.
The Italian flinched at the nickname, then stood up. "Nothing. I need to go clean this shit up."
"Fine. Just don't break anything. Or Feliciano gets to stay up late cleaning it again."
Lovino shot him a glare and walked off.
Back in the present
"Don't let them get their hands on you!" Ludwig called out to the others as he dodged a swipe to grab him.
"Kinda hard to do that, Ludwig!" Antonio shot back, jabbing one of the men hard enough in the throat to break his windpipe.
Ludwig punched a man unconscious and went to snap back, but froze, then coughing and fell to his knees, beginning to grow even paler than he usually was.
Gilbert was at his side in an instant. "Hey! Ludwig, now is not the time to pretend to be sick! Come on!" But, shortly after he said this, Antonio fell as well, paling as sweat beaded on his forehead.
"N-Nein! T-This is... S-Something's wrong with Feliciano!" Ludwig gasped for breath as he clung onto Gilbert for support. "He's in trouble!"
"Of course something's wrong with him, he was just dropped into a fucking endless void!" Gilbert wrapped his arms around his little brother, standing up and supporting him. "Someone get Toni back onto his feet or we're not going to make it!" he ordered.
Out of the blue, Kiku jumped over the crowd and darted over. helping Antonio up. "We need Arthur-san to use his magic to clear a path for us to escape!"
Antonio looked at the Japanese boy in confusion as everyone else jumped.
"Where the fuck did you come from?!" Gilbert yelled, kicking a magician away.
"I was following you all, Gilbert-san. In case there was trouble and I had to report back," Kiku explained, then looked around.
Gilbert shook his head, deciding he didn't have the time or patience to deal with this nonsense. "Whatever, just help us get out of this fucking place!"
"I believe there is a hallway to the right of here! Head to that!" the kitsune called, pointing to the place he meant.
The group ran as fast as they could, which wasn't very quick as half of the group needed to be carried in some fashion.
Finally, they managed to reached the hall, ducking out the way and somehow losing the magicians following them, giving them a chance to catch their breath.
"W-Wait, guys, what about L-Lovi and Feli? Where did they go? W-What happened to them?" Antonio forced out, looking as though he would be sick at any moment.
"T-They're not here…." Arthur spoke up, still using Alfred for balance, although he was starting to get back a bit of strength. "They were transported to the past… Does the Delphinus ring a bell at all?"