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foxy_avus in lolocracy

Pack Up Your Shit Boys

Feb 01, 2010 14:42

WHO: Roma, his grandchildren and Toni
WHEN: Monday night, February 1st
WHERE: Feliciano and Romano's apartment.
WHAT: Grandpa is taking what is his~

( Grandpa's taking you home )

spain, status: complete, mafitalia beetch!, south italy, north italy, ancient rome

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loves_pasta February 1 2010, 23:03:57 UTC

Feliciano whined and burrowed deeper into the blankets and his brother's side. He'd heard some rustling around earlier and had just assumed it was Antonio in another part of the apartment looking for food or clothes or whatnot. Of course he'd felt just suddenly showing up at their place so he usually cooked a lot to make up for it. Well, and cleaned the hell out of the place ( ... )

mustlovetomato February 1 2010, 23:32:44 UTC

Antonio rolled over in the bed, groaning lightly when he heard the door slam ( ... )

Slamming the Door in your poor Grandfather's face, FOR SHAME foxy_avus February 1 2010, 23:50:59 UTC

"N-nonno?!"

Roma grinned at his grandson and was about to greet him in return with a loving "Feliciano! Adorabile nipote!" but then the door was slammed in his face, and Roma was left standing with his arms open (and empty).

Anger ("How dare he slam the door in his Grandfather's face!") quickly turned to rejection ("...he slammed the door in my face..") which then turned to despair ("He doesn't love me!"). He knocked on the door once more and said in an almost pleading voice, "Mio nipote, it's your dear nonno! I've come to visit!"

Then after a few silent moments, "...It's cold out here. Grandpa needs the warmth of his beautiful grandchildren!"

Because if anyone could make the leader of one of the most feared gangs in all of Italy into a pathetic, begging fool, it was his own grandchildren.

I don't wanna be taken away ;A; loves_pasta February 2 2010, 00:02:45 UTC

What to do, what to do. Oh Romano was going to be so mad when he woke up! Feliciano's legs were trembling as he forced his back hard against the door as if that would keep his grandfather from busting the door down. If grandpa was here then that meant the mafia was close by too. Kim was out of the country but Toni... Toni was walking into the living room. The situation only got worse it seemed.

"N-nothing, ve!" He tried to smile but it looked more like a frightened turn of the lips instead. Oh no, Antonio was coming closer. "N-no one, ve! There's no one at the door at all!"

His comment was proven a lie when there was another knock and a pleading voice. "Mio nipote, it's your dear nonno! I've come to visit!" and then, "...It's cold out here. Grandpa needs the warmth of his beautiful grandchildren!" Feliciano paled, his sun-tanned skin seemingly deadly pale and chocked back a cry. "Il nonno è qui..." He launched himself at Toni's chest with a cry of fear and tried to hide against him. "Non rispondere alla porta! Si prega di non ( ... )

I don't want you to be taken away! ;^; mustlovetomato February 2 2010, 00:22:10 UTC

Before Antonio could realize what had happened, he had been tackled to the couch. He really should have been able to support the weight of such a femanine slight figure but he was caught off guard. Once he was settled on the couch, he tried to figure out what Feliciano was saying. After a few moments however, he realized that the other was speaking Italian and that he couldn't figure it out if he tried ( ... )

You will be taken away :D foxy_avus February 2 2010, 00:49:01 UTC

Roma pressed his ear to the door when he received no response. He heard people speaking inside and remembered his informant telling him about the other man who lives with his grandsons ( ... )

gotta wait for fratello now..... loves_pasta February 2 2010, 03:51:05 UTC

They fell onto the couch and Feliciano tried to cling tighter. He did not want to go near the door again until Grandpapa had given up and gone back to Italy. "S-si," he whimpered trying to keep Antonio with him even as the man struggled to get free. When Antonio was gone though he tried to press himself into the couch only peeking up as he was spoken to. Get brother? He could do that.

Nodding the younger Vargas jumped up nearly tripping over the coffee table as he ran back into the room he'd been in before. How Romano wasn't already awake he didn't know but the elder needed to get up now.

He dove into the bed, wiggling under the covers to kneel by the elder's side. "Romano? Fratellone?" Feliciano's voice was high with fear and hitching with his quiet tears as he shook his brother's shoulders. "Il nonno è qui, ve. Bisogna svegliarsi. Dobbiamo nascondere. Adesso, ve. Antonio sta per cercare di farlo partire." Please let the elder wake up and not protest.

((OOC:Grandpa is here. You have to wake up. We have to hide. Now. Antonio is ( ... )

I'M SORRY MY BABIES. I HAD WORK. italian_honour February 2 2010, 09:28:24 UTC

For once Romano had been able to sleep well. Curled up inside the covers these were the nights he looked forward to; no work or school tomorrow, and no reason to lose sleep over the idea that his brother was off somewhere with some damn German. The brother that was currently curled up by his side..
Or had been.

Reaching out to selfishly stretch across the bed, Romano had every reason to expect Feliciano to be in the way. The fact that he was not, well, since when would the younger ever reject sleep for anything?
Yawning he pried an eye open. Feli's half of the bed was empty.
"Hey Fratello.."

Before his eyes could properly focus, a response was given in the form the very same his wailing brother, diving into the bed and clinging desperately to his shoulder.
Grandpa is here
Romano was awake in an instant. Hide, yes, hiding he could do. Hiding was all they'd ever been good a- wait what?
Antonio is going to try and make him leave
No.No.No.No.
God why was he such a fucking selfless idiot!?Sitting up against the bedhead Romano pulled ( ... )

SHall we wangst and hide while the men fight over us? XD loves_pasta February 3 2010, 05:48:33 UTC

Feliciano looked back at the door that he'd shut and locked, hoping it would hold if their Grandpapa managed to get past Antonio and into the apartment. In reality he knew the wooden barrier wouldn't stand a chance but it would give them a chance to try and hide somewhere else in the room. He whimpered and hoped the Spaniard would be okay. Nonno could be rather fierce when angered.

The younger pressed tight to his brother's side, arms around his waist as he was held. This was too scary for him right now. Nearly as bad as being arrested. He pressed his lightly scarred mouth to Romano's shoulder and took deep breaths to stop crying.

Three rooms. If he was quiet maybe it would take their nonno longer to find them and they could run for the door while he checked Kim's room or something. "W-why is he here Fratello? How come he came back?" he whimpered, hearing voices float from the front room.

mustlovetomato February 2 2010, 23:51:48 UTC

Antonio mimicked the man outside without even realizing it. A wide smile came to his face and he forced himself to act like nothing was wrong. He opened the door slowly and looked at the man before him with a false sense of welcome ( ... )