Ludwig is doing a lot of walking lately. In a place this peaceful and with none of the usual political intrigues, he's finding it hard to find things to do. He's tempted to go to the Library... but what if he found books from the future? Of course, it wasn't likely that they'd have books about Earth... However, the fact that the chance was still there...
He sighs. It's just like him, isn't it, to complicate things for himself like that. He should sit down and think about the ethics of finding out the future. Maybe discuss it with Roderich. It'd be pointless to discuss it with Italy, though. He'd just stand there, staring off into space, kind of like he is no--
He whips his head around to see the petite brunette idling around the fountain. After all this time!
"Feliciano!" he calls, and walks sharply towards him. "I haven't seen you at all since you arrived here! Were you trying to slack off?"
Ludwig has no place to talk; he's been relaxing quite a bit since he came here... but Feliciano always relaxes! It's the principle of the
Feliciano nearly jumps out of his skin as he hears a familiar voice call out to him. He is quiet as Germany speaks, but doesn't answer straight away. Instead he simply tilts his head to the side and suddenly smiles, clapping his hands together happily.
Then Northern Italy pounces; wrapping his arms around Germany's waist, remembering that attempting to hug him around the neck resulted in extreme pain for his poor toes.
"Germany! Germany! Ludwiiiiiig!" Italy chirps cheerfully as he cuddles into the taller man and totally discarding the idea of personal space. "Wah, I just thought I'd go for a walk after siesta, I never thought I'd run into you!"
The Italian's silence is almost eerie. Almost, because it's immediately followed with the babble the Fatherland had expected.
"Yes, well..." Ludwig mutters, patting his friend's head awkwardly. He smiles despite himself, but fights the blush that attempts to creep up and dominate his face. It is a total disregard of his personal space... but he can forgive Feliciano that (occasionally).
"I was surprised that I hadn't seen you earlier. I'd almost worried that you'd somehow gotten into trouble, except that I hadn't heard any calls for help." He pauses. "What have you been up to?" A note of suspicion creeps into his voice. Obviously, the only way to keep Italy out of one kind of trouble is to have him find himself in a different kind.
"Weeeell, I've been cooking pasta and sleeping and... cooking even more pasta!" The Italian pauses thoughtfully. Wow, he really has been busy since coming here. Maybe he should try and get a hold of some paints too... "It's been really, really nice and I haven't been in any trouble at all!" He adds with another little smile, failing to pick up on the suspicious tone Ludwig adopts.
Italy then removes his arms from around Germany, but keeps a firm grip on the green material of his jacket and tugs on it. "Oh, but what's Germany been doing? Fun things as well?" He inquires eagerly.
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He sighs. It's just like him, isn't it, to complicate things for himself like that. He should sit down and think about the ethics of finding out the future. Maybe discuss it with Roderich. It'd be pointless to discuss it with Italy, though. He'd just stand there, staring off into space, kind of like he is no--
He whips his head around to see the petite brunette idling around the fountain. After all this time!
"Feliciano!" he calls, and walks sharply towards him. "I haven't seen you at all since you arrived here! Were you trying to slack off?"
Ludwig has no place to talk; he's been relaxing quite a bit since he came here... but Feliciano always relaxes! It's the principle of the
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Then Northern Italy pounces; wrapping his arms around Germany's waist, remembering that attempting to hug him around the neck resulted in extreme pain for his poor toes.
"Germany! Germany! Ludwiiiiiig!" Italy chirps cheerfully as he cuddles into the taller man and totally discarding the idea of personal space. "Wah, I just thought I'd go for a walk after siesta, I never thought I'd run into you!"
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"Yes, well..." Ludwig mutters, patting his friend's head awkwardly. He smiles despite himself, but fights the blush that attempts to creep up and dominate his face. It is a total disregard of his personal space... but he can forgive Feliciano that (occasionally).
"I was surprised that I hadn't seen you earlier. I'd almost worried that you'd somehow gotten into trouble, except that I hadn't heard any calls for help." He pauses. "What have you been up to?" A note of suspicion creeps into his voice. Obviously, the only way to keep Italy out of one kind of trouble is to have him find himself in a different kind.
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Italy then removes his arms from around Germany, but keeps a firm grip on the green material of his jacket and tugs on it. "Oh, but what's Germany been doing? Fun things as well?" He inquires eagerly.
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