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[bewaeltigung]

Who: [Germany and OPEN]
What:[His trick-candy is just settling in~]
When: [Monday and Tuesday]
Where: [He's out in the city, easy to find]
Warnings: [PG for now?]
Status: [In Progress]

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[He just smiles, shaking his head a bit. Italy was so cute and innocent. He was like a little puppy. Wait, did he just make that comparison?

He steadied Feliciano and gently tugged him closer, blushing still.]

Vhatever you vant to do.

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[He grabbed Ludwig's hands and laced their fingers together.]

Then, let's dance! We'll spin around and around, it's fun, the world goes swirly around you and you feel like you can fly! I've always wanted to fly!

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[He was in heaven, really. Holding hands with his love and lacing fingers even. This was just too much. He couldn't help but grin. Feliciano was paying so much attention to him!

He... chuckled then, almost giggled. And it sounded like Holy Rome]

I zink I could fly right now.

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[That giggle cut through the cloud of fuzzy happiness that surrounded Feliciano's brain, making him aware enough for a moment to feel a pang of longing and pain. Then the clarity receded and with the giggle still ringing in his ears, it was all too easy to pretend that he was back with his Holy Roman Empire and nothing had ever separated them. Happy, happy, happy, so happy and his eyes were so very blue, had they always been this blue?]

I could fly, too!

[He spun them around, laughing, then shrieking.]

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[After that he didn't much care if he was seen by anyone in the city. He didn't care if they laughed at him or called him names. Feliciano and he were dancing and that was all he thought about. Just feeling their fingers intertwine, listening to Feli's laugh, watching him smile. He could spin forever]

Viss you I can fly, Italy.

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[Fly? Fly? Yes, he can fly! He's already so close to flying, he can feel it in his bones! It's like gravity is just seeping out of his bones and everything's nice and light and floaty. Maybe they could...

His mouth drops wide open and he comes to a sudden stop, nearly toppling over and only saving himself by throwing himself with his full body weight against Ludwig.]

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[This was so nice... just him and Feli- woah. Suddenly he was pushed back as Italy fell over. He scrambled to catch him, keeping him mostly off the ground.]

Feliciano! Are you alright?

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[Feliciano clung to Ludwig, giggling as the world continued to spin around him though he had long since stopped twirling around.]

I just had the most wonderful idea! We're going to go flying!

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Huh? Vhat do you mean flying? Literally? H-how?

[He was unsure but if Feli wanted it, it would be done. Just... safely.]

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[Nod, nod, nod, happy beaming smile.]

Yes, flying! We'll go flying! We're going to climb onto the top of a high building - maybe a watch tower! - and then we're going to fly! Won't that be nice? I could feel it, I was so close to flying when we're dancing, I'm sure we can!

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[He sighed]

Ah, I don't zink zat vill vork, Feliciano. Ve vill fall and I couldn't bear to see you get hurt.

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[He pouted and shot him the most tragically sad puppy eyes he could muster in his current fluffy happy rainbow state of mind. It was still quite tragic, Feliciano was a master of sad puppy eyes, after all.]

But I can do it! We just have to spin fast enough! Don't you trust me?

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[Oh no. Feli. Please. Don't tempt him. he had no power to resist your eyes. NONE.]

Ja I trust you. I just don't trust gravity to not pull us to ze ground.

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[There was a manic gleam in Feliciano's eyes as he tried to make Ludwig understand. He just had to go flying!]

But I felt it! I know we were so close to lifting off! Oh, I just want to fly once in my life! [A coy smile curled up his lips.] It would be fun, wouldn't it?

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[He may be love struck but he isn't stupid, Feli. Sorry]

Nein, ve vere just dancing in ze rain like you vanted. I don't vant to see you get hurt. Please Feliciano... for me?

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But... but... flying... [He was just a bit heartbroken by Ludwig's refusal and not afraid to show it. The beautiful colourful world around him turned slightly less beautiful and colourful.]

Not even a little bit of flying?