I'm so sorry guys. My computer did not want to work this morning and I had to wait till after school to finish the last few lines, then FireFox didn't want to work so I'm using Internet Explorer. So, I'm sorry this is late, but at least it's still Monday.
The rising sun soon had the twins turned back into humans, the pair laying on the ground, panting and shaking as their boyfriends covered them in blankets and laid out clothes for them before retreating and turning their backs so the brothers could dress.
Feliciano watched his twin as they clothed themselves, frowning deeply all the while.
"Keep fucking staring." Lovino retorted, refusing to meet his brother's eyes as he finished up getting dressed while now sitting on the blanket. "I might do a trick."
The younger's eyes narrowed. "Don't. Just don't, Lovino. I am not in the mood to listen to this at all right now," he snapped.
"Hmph. I know what you want to fucking say." Lovino scoffed and rolled his eyes with a huff. "If I stay a damn dog then I actually would have to listen to you. And…." He bit his lip and looked down. "A-And you stay safe then…. I-I can't ever hurt you….."
Feliciano huffed. "Don't be stupid. As if I would ever want that. Fratello is so stupid sometimes."
"S-Shut up! A-And I don't fucking care! I-I'm going to go right to brow bastard now and get him to find some fucking way to keep me as a dog permanently!" Lovino snapped back as he started to stand up.
Antonio was at his side then, grabbing his arm to keep him in place. "You promised that whatever Feliciano chose you would go with," he reminded him. "He said he wants you to stay a wolf, so a wolf you will stay." He signaled something to Ludwig then. This was the German's cue to text Arthur and tell him to not change Lovino into a dog ever again, no matter what the Italian said.
Ludwig nodded back and quickly sent the text, now having learned how thanks to Feliciano teaching him.
Lovino flinched back and looked down. "W-Well… h-he didn't say it exactly dammit! H-He didn't say it at all!"
Feliciano rolled his eyes. "What part of 'don't be stupid, as if I would ever want that' didn't you understand? What part of that made you think I would ever want you to do something this stupid and have you turn yourself into a dog? Fratello is an idiot right now."
Hearing that Lovino snapped his head up and glared at his brother. "That's because I WAS going to fucking kill you! What other fucking option was there?!"
"To not be stupid."
Lovino glared and growled lightly as he stood up and went to walk off to go find his fallen clothes.
Feliciano grabbed his arm. "Stop it."
Lovino yelped and jumped as he whipped around to glare at his brother. However when he looked at him he froze up, his expression shifting to confusion then to full out shock with his mouth hanging out speechlessly. Yanking himself free he slowly inched over to his brother and held his hand up to the top of his head to measure the two of them.
Feliciano blinked at him in confusion. "... What.. are you doing...?"
"N-Nothing!" Lovino sputtered as he dragged his hand across the top of his head straight across to his brother, however, instead of his hand going above Feliciano instead it went to the top area of Feliciano's forehead. "!"
The younger twin stared at him. "Are you... shorter than me...?"
Lovino's eyes widened as he rapidly shook his head no and stumbled back. "F-Fuck no! Y-You're imagining shit!"
"Er…." Ludwig coughed. "It DOES look like Lovino is the shorter one right now…."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DAMN POTATO!"
Feliciano held Lovino still and did his own measurement, his eyes widening as his hand slid over Lovino by a good inch. "No way..."
Lovino sputtered rapidly as he tried to yank himself away. "W-What the fuck?! N-NO! This is a fucking trick o-or illusion! I-It has to be dammit!"
A wide grin spread across the younger brother's face. "Lovi~. I'm taller than you~," he cooed, giggling.
"N-NO you're fucking not dammit!" Lovino screeched childishly as he stomped his foot. "You're not! There's no fucking way you are! I-I'm your fratellone!"
Feliciano continued giggling, holding his sides as he cracked up. "Looks like I'M the fratellone now~! Hello, fratellino~!" he chirped, hugged his twin and nuzzling him in delight.
"S-Shut up! R-Right now!" Lovino screeched as he shoved at his brother, his eyes now starting to flash between gold and hazel while he blinked back tears.
"Oh, Lovi!" Feliciano cried, seeing the tears. He bend his knees slightly, making himself shorter. "Look! Look, fratello, see? You're still the fratellone! I was just playing with you!" He felt badly for making his twin cry.
"N-Not fucking crying dammit…! I-I'm NOT a fucking baby!" Lovino snapped back as he tried to yank his arm away again while not meeting Feliciano's eyes. "G-Got something in my damn eye!"
"Then look at me," Feliciano said, pouting.
"F-Fuck no!"
"So you are crying."
"N-No! Shit got in my eye! J-Just like I fucking said!" Lovino snapped as he finally managed to yank his arm away and start stomping off.
The younger twin skipped after him, giggling. "You're totally crying," he chirped, doing little spins around his elder brother. "It's just an inch, Lovi, is it really that big of a deal? Me being taller doesn't make you not fratellone anymore."
However Lovino pointedly ignored him as he started heading back home.
"Come oooooon, fratelloooooooo," Feliciano whined. "Stop pouting!"
Still Lovino ignored him until the two reached their own house and he walked up to his room, slamming and locking the door behind him before flopping down on his bed faced away from the door.
Feliciano stood outside his door whining. "Loviiiiiii!"
"Fuck off!"
The Italian ignored this and pounded on the door.
"Go. The. Fuck. AWAY!"
"No! Come out here!"
"NO!"
The Italian huffed and whined, stomping his foot for a moment, then kneeling in front of the door and using a little trick his twin had taught him a few years ago: lock picking.
Too distracted to hear his brother and figuring that he had left Lovino burrowed under his covers and pillows. Maybe a nap would help…? All he knew was that he BETTER not keep shrinking!
As punishment for ignoring him, once the door was opened, Feliciano silently crept close to his twin, then plopped down on his back, sitting on him.
Lovino immediately yelped and tried to jerk away. "! W-What the fuck Feliciano?! Get the fuck off me!"
"No," Feliciano said flatly. "You tell me what's wrong and maybe I'll move. But until then, I am perfectly comfortable right where I am. Fratello makes a good chair." There was a light teasingness to his tone, but also seriousness. He wanted to know what was wrong with his brother and he wasn't leaving without this information.
"Fine. Fucking stay here until you squash Thumbelina…. I'll be fucking tiny enough soon for that." Lovino muttered and buried his face more.
The younger twin stared at him for a moment, then began to laugh loudly.
Lovino flinched at the laugh and tried to keep from growling. Figures he get laughed at…. His brother was probably head over heels now….
Feliciano jumped off the bed, then grabbed Lovino's hands and pulled him up off the bed and onto his feet. "Look, fratello," he said, smiling. He used his hand to measure the pair, showing his twin he wasn't getting smaller. "I'm sure it'll wear off soon. Besides, is one inch really a big deal?"
Lovino blinked as he stared at their hands then looked away and shrugged. "…. Guess not dammit…" Then he frowned as another thought entered his head. Was their going to be problems with one of them being the alpha now…? He could feel his instincts return but would it also affect Feliciano causing his brother to not want to give it up now that he had the taste of it last night…?
The younger watched his brother for a moment, then sat on the ground and pulled Lovino down as well. "Fratello, I think we need to talk about... everything."
"….? What the hell do you mean….?"
"You know what I mean, Lovi."
Lovino blinked then scowled as he looked away. "… fine. Start talking."
"Lovi, I want you to know... I'm sorry." Feliciano looked down at the floor sadly. "I don't want to be the alpha. I never wanted it. I'm so sorry for biting you last night and I'm sorry I took that title. I'm giving it back. You're the one who should be in charge."
"It's not your damn fault and you know it. I was annoying as hell last night. Hell, I even tried to shoplift fucking cheese of all things." Lovino scoffed and rubbed his arm. "And… I…. don't want to be any fucking alpha either…. I-I…. w-with that fucking moment before… I-I WAS going to…" then he trailed off before finding his nerve again. "I-I couldn't fucking control it either… i-it was like being fucking trapped in a cage and watching everything happen around you…. A-all because you refused to obey me…. I-I really WAS a monster…."
"You weren't a monster, fratello. It's just in our nature. We can't control it. What happened was my own fault, I knew better than to just not listen to you, but I did it anyways. What happened to me was my own doing and had nothing to do with you," Feliciano said seriously.
"Until I fucking snap about something stupid." Lovino retorted as he glanced at his brother to look him in the eye. "That shit finally gave me a pretty damn big clue what being a damn 'alpha' entails."
"I obviously suck at being alpha then," Feliciano said, trying to lighten the mood a bit. "I couldn't get you to do anything."
"Because I thought the tomato bastard fucking owned me." Lovino retorted while rolling his eyes before rubbing his forehead. "But.. I am NEVER owning a damn dog ever…. It was a pain in the ass…. And I'm lucky I'm not in fucking jail now because of the shit I pulled. Or pound whichever dammit."
"Oh yeah, you said something about trying to steal cheese or something? What was up with that?"
"How the fuck should I know? Dogs are stupid. The tomato bastard put me on the ground in the store and I saw the damn deli area so I tried to get in there and steal the damn lunchmeat and cheeses behind the glass. Then I tried to steal a damn steak too and open it in the store." Lovino huffed in reply.
Feliciano smiled and giggled at this news. "That's cute."
Lovino shot him a weird look. "How.. the hell is that cute?"
The Italian scooted around so he was beside his brother, then leaned against him and spread out his arms, looking up at the ceiling dramatically. "I can see it now. This cute little puppy running around a grocery store trying to eat all the cheese." He smiled at Lovino and poked his cheek. "Plot twist, you're the puppy~!"
Lovino growled and swatted the hand away and gently shoved Feliciano back. "Keep this shit up and next time YOU'RE the fucking dog! And knock off the cute shit!"
The younger twin laughed and bounced back from the push. "Never~!"
"W-why you! D-Dammit! Then I'll make sure you're a dog! A-And I'll laugh my ass off watching YOU be fucking stupid!"
"Woof~!" Feliciano yelped playfully, lightly jumping on his brother and rolling around with him, running his fingers over the elder's sensitive sides.
Lovino laughed as he tried to push Feliciano away. "S-Stop that dammit! F-Fucking cheater!"
After a few more seconds of relentless attack, Feliciano allowed himself to be shoved off, laughing brightly.
Lovino panted for breath as he grabbed one of the pillows then smacked Feliciano on the chest with it.
The werewolf squealed and rolled away, grabbing a pillow of his own to shield himself with.
"Ha! Take that dammit!"
Feliciano jumped to his feet and hit Lovino in the shoulder with it. "Ha ha, take it right back!"
"Fuck no!" Lovino laughed as he rolled out of the way and hit Feliciano back.
This brought on a full scale pillow fight and the twins chased each other around the house, screaming and laughing as they dodged and hit at one another. Romulus, who had been asleep, woke up and smiled to himself. His grandsons were just so cute~!
"Re…. Ready to give up…?" Lovino panted when the two of them were taking a break and trying not to fall over. "W-Well…?"
"N... Not a... chance!" Feliciano answered, smiling at him.
"Heh. Then you're getting it!" Lovino laughed as he feinted going left but darted right instead and tackled his brother onto the couch and started tickling him.
The younger brother squealed loudly and thrashed, laughing loudly, tears filling his eyes. "Nooooo! Lovi, you cheater!"
"Ha! Finally he fucking gets it!" Lovino taunted as he tickled Feliciano a bit more then cursed when he saw the clock. "Shit….. isn't it our fucking turn to cook supper tonight…?"
Feliciano escaped by rolling from under his brother, then shrugged. "I don't know. But we haven't cooked together in forever~~! Let's go~!" He grabbed Lovino's hand and skipped happily into the kitchen.
"H-Hey! Dammit Feliciano!" Lovino sputtered as he was dragged until he managed to pull himself free. "I can walk myself!" Then he crossed his arms and huffed. "So what do you want to make anyway?"
"Pasta, of course~!" He began to shuffle around the kitchen, taking down pots and ingredients. "Can you reach the flour for me?"
"Ugh…. Fine dammit…" Lovino grumbled and walked into the pantry to get the flour only to find out that.. well… he couldn't. Glaring up at the bag setting just out of reach for his new height the Italian cursed as he started hopping up and down trying to smack it to where he could grab it or knock it down so he could check it. "Damn. Fucking. Flour! Get the fuck down here right now bastard!"
Feliciano watched him for a moment before saying: "You know there's a stool right there you could stand on, right?"
"S-Shut up!" Lovino growled back as he continued hopping. "I-I WILL get this fucking thing on my own! A-And with no damn help too! Just fucking watch me!"
"Um... Okay..." Feliciano stood at the counter, watching his brother leaping about like a crazy person.
Finally Lovino managed to get his hands on the bag and came back and held it out to his brother, panting with a triumphant smile on his face. "S-See…? A-And… you.. you thought I couldn't get the damn thing at all!"
The Italian cheered and praised his twin, then took the bag and began to make pasta noodles. Suddenly, something slammed into their legs and they looekd down, hearing indignant mews.
Gio and Gino were sitting at their feet, meowing at them, demanding attention.
Feliciano squealed and scopped Gino up. "Oh, Gino! I haven't seen you in so long! How are you, you little mound of fluffy cuteness~?" he cooed, laying the kitten around his neck so he could continue cooking. The cat mewed and licked his cheek in response.
"What you pissed now that we left you bastards for so long?" Lovino asked and rolled his eyes as he picked up Gio and started petting him. "Well sorry for being luck's bitch. We'll work on that." Then after a bit of petting glanced over at his brother and sighed. "Guess the little bastards were lonely with us disappearing and shit…. And.. I guess we owe something to them to make up for it…. But what….?"
Feliciano nuzzled the kitten on his shoulder for a moment, thinking. His eyes lite up a few seconds later. "I got it~~!"
"…. Got what?" Lovino asked with a huff. Just what was his brother coming up with now…?
"PLAY DATE~~!"