Challenge #14:: Family :: Around the Table
Title: Around the Table
Characters: Spain, Romano, Mexico, mentions of Latin America
Challenge: 14: Family
Bonus Words: loud, quiet, hug, poke
Rating: T just because of Romano.
Summary: Spain has a reunion with his little countries.
Spain could say they all ate quietly, but he was just dreaming for he knew they wouldn’t keep their comments to themselves.
The loud clanks of their silverware against their plates sort of woke the Spaniard up, though. He didn’t mind the noise at all, because it was clearly unavoidable. However, he didn’t want for them to be so cold with him. Why couldn’t they be lovable brothers and sisters like they used to , always greeting him with a hug and a firm handshake? No, they had all grown up and gotten concerned with other things.
Like the World Cup, and soccer in general. Argentina was the one with all that hubbub, with his soccer ball lying on the table while he ate. Venezuela was busy putting on her make-up, what with all the Miss Universe pageants she had won in the past. The Central Americas had all huddled into their own circle (which was hard to believe because it was a rectangular table), and the rest of the South Americans had only agreed to talk to themselves and leave Spain with his ‘other’ siblings.
He hadn’t done that much harm, had he? No, he was too sweet to hurt his siblings. They must’ve just not enjoyed their day is all? Yeah, that was it. However, as Mexico sat on his left and Romano on his right, he couldn’t help but poke them to start up a conversation.
“España, I’m eating; don’t interrupt me,” Mexico said firmly as she cut her meat.
He turned to Romano. “Don’t tell me you’re going to lash out at me, too.”
“What else would you expect, tomato-bastard? This wasn’t exactly your greatest idea.”
Spain didn’t want to admit he was right. What…had happened to them all? Where had his family gone?
A/N: So I wanted for this to turn out funny, but I failed, so it ended up being an open-ended question between the writer and the reader. Go figure. I always thought of Spain’s relationship with the Western World as a sad case of familial dysfunction. Especially with Mexico. I hope you all enjoyed, nonetheless!
Characters: Spain, Romano, Mexico, mentions of Latin America
Challenge: 14: Family
Bonus Words: loud, quiet, hug, poke
Rating: T just because of Romano.
Summary: Spain has a reunion with his little countries.
Spain could say they all ate quietly, but he was just dreaming for he knew they wouldn’t keep their comments to themselves.
The loud clanks of their silverware against their plates sort of woke the Spaniard up, though. He didn’t mind the noise at all, because it was clearly unavoidable. However, he didn’t want for them to be so cold with him. Why couldn’t they be lovable brothers and sisters like they used to , always greeting him with a hug and a firm handshake? No, they had all grown up and gotten concerned with other things.
Like the World Cup, and soccer in general. Argentina was the one with all that hubbub, with his soccer ball lying on the table while he ate. Venezuela was busy putting on her make-up, what with all the Miss Universe pageants she had won in the past. The Central Americas had all huddled into their own circle (which was hard to believe because it was a rectangular table), and the rest of the South Americans had only agreed to talk to themselves and leave Spain with his ‘other’ siblings.
He hadn’t done that much harm, had he? No, he was too sweet to hurt his siblings. They must’ve just not enjoyed their day is all? Yeah, that was it. However, as Mexico sat on his left and Romano on his right, he couldn’t help but poke them to start up a conversation.
“España, I’m eating; don’t interrupt me,” Mexico said firmly as she cut her meat.
He turned to Romano. “Don’t tell me you’re going to lash out at me, too.”
“What else would you expect, tomato-bastard? This wasn’t exactly your greatest idea.”
Spain didn’t want to admit he was right. What…had happened to them all? Where had his family gone?
A/N: So I wanted for this to turn out funny, but I failed, so it ended up being an open-ended question between the writer and the reader. Go figure. I always thought of Spain’s relationship with the Western World as a sad case of familial dysfunction. Especially with Mexico. I hope you all enjoyed, nonetheless!