Past-Part Fills Post 1 -- CLOSED
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A few days later...
Lovino winced. Gramps was going to KILL him. One would think that he'd be good at Spanish, since he was Italian, and often spoke Italian with Feliciano when he didn't want their conversation to be overheard... But well, some things were similar here and there and some things weren't. And today's pop quiz had been entirely on the things that weren't. Lovino stared at the paper, as if hoping the numbers would reverse themselves into a more acceptable score.
"Brother~~!"
Lovino hastily stuffed the paper into his pocket as Feliciano skipped over to him, waving, his friends Ludwig Weillschmidt and Honda Kiku trailing after him. Lovino's eyes narrowed. Honda was polite enough, so he could tolerate the Japanese boy, but he absolutely hated Ludwig. He still couldn't understand why his younger brother hung around such a tight-lipped, macho, idiotic bastard-who-ate-nothing-but-potatoes all day. But then again, he thought to himself, an unbent corner of the failed quiz jutting out of his pocket, there might be a few things he didn't want to, or would never be able to, comprehend.
"Let's walk home together, okay~?" Feliciano suggested brightly, taking one of Lovino's hands the way a kindergartener would.
Lovino glowered. Well, it was probably better than walking home alone. Probably.
"Sure."
The walk home was actually more pleasant than he thought it would be. The sun was shining, Feliciano was walking in the middle so at least Lovino didn't have to breathe the same air as the potato bastard, and Honda was talking about something that was actually pretty interesting. Not that he'd admit it, of course.
He completely forgot about his abysmal score until they reached his house... when it happened. Lovino reached into his pocket to pull out the keys, but as he did so, the paper fell out of his pocket.
"Ah, Lovino-san, I believe you dropped something."
The brunette looked down, and sure enough, there it was. Before he could make a move, Ludwig scooped it up and uncrumpled it, frowning his disapproval.
"How disorganized. Paperwork should always be filed and kept..."
As he stopped talking, Honda peering over his shoulder, Lovino felt the color draining out of his face. Damn it!! This was why he hated that anal bastard! He snatched the paper out of the blonde's hands as quickly as he could, hastily crumpled it up, and flung away it as far as possible. It went over their heads, over the mailbox... and almost over a certain Spanish man's head.
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