[Lovi's dream is rather simple, really. Well. It starts out that way. Just like every other time he's had this dream, since the incidents that wove it
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[At the same time Lovino is having his siesta, so is Feliciano, honouring the good old tradition of Italian nations having their beauty sleep at all hours of the day. His dream starts out happy, portraying yearnings he has memories of feeling, though he doesn't know how or why they came about. Ever since that week of being female and strangely convinced that a female Lovino is the love of his life, he finds himself dreaming of her, of him... It all gets mixed together in a jumbled mess, but these dreams always feature North Italy and South Italy laughing and talking and cuddling with an intimacy that is... Well, best left for weird dreams. Other things happen inevitably in these dreams and he's had such dreams before, though rarely about his brother. After the terrible things that happened under the wish's influence, it just leaves him feeling dirty and guilty
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[And as the bubbles merge, consciousness takes place. Suddenly, this isn't exactly how the dream went. And with that, Lovi is able to figure out that he is dreaming. This is definitely a dream. With a grimace, Lovi uses the power of knowing this to shove Feli off. Not that he's noticed any change in Feli, the shock is still there and he still sees the cruel, horrible... thing... that was once his perfect little brother. After all, the last time they saw each other while awake, they were both female, so the connection isn't as quick to click in. Though try as he might, even when he knows he's dreaming, those pills were strong. He won't be waking up for a few hours, at the least. Goddamnit.]
[Feli topples backwards, he can barely catch himself with his hands before he ends up flat on his back. He stares at Lovino, blinks at him.] Wha...? This doesn't happen anymore in his dreams. Lovino resisted him in the early dreams after the incident that caused them, but ever since he turned female, the dreams have featured a willing, even eager South Italy.] But Lovi... [There is an incomprehending whining undertone to his voice. He hasn't quite noticed yet that this is no ordinary dream.]
Get off, don't toy with me like that, you bastard! [He shivers and wipes his mouth in disgust. Well, the shiver is barely noticeable, he's already trembling. He's terrified of these nightmares, and even if he's suddenly able to control part of it, that doesn't comfort him much.]
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