Christmas and Family

Presenting...

Feliciano (Italy)

Lovino (S. Italy/Romano)

Antonio (Spain)

Romeo (Seborga)

Gilbert (Prussia)

Elizabeta (Hungary)

Jules (Kugelmugel)

Roderich (Austria)

Basch (Switzerland)

Lily (Liechtenstein)

((1))

Lovino: How are you and-a your husband, fratello?

Feliciano: *smiles* ah, you-a know~

Lovino: =_= No I-a don't idiota.

Feliciano: Poo, no-a wonder your kids don't-a like you,

Lovino: ...

Feliciano: ...

Lovino: We don't-a have a--

Feliciano: --ACTUALLY, My husband and I are-a ok.

Lovino: oh really?

Feliciano: Si, although sometimes his-a too work-oriented.

Lovino: isn't he-a not?

Feliciano: No, not like-a that.

Lovino: What-a do you mean?

Feliciano: Ludwig-a works even in-a his sleep.

Lovino: =_= how the-a what?

Feliciano: Ever heard of-a Sleep-cleaning?

Lovino: that's the-a most hideous thing I-a ever heard from you, fratello.

Feliciano: no-a really, look *points behind Lovino*

Lovino: *turn around*

Ludwig: *sleep cleaning*

Lovino: =_= *turn back to face Feliciano* Atleast he-a doesn't mumble incoherence words when he-a sleep.

Antonio: *snores* Lovino~ I want some children~ *mumbles as he continue to sleep*

Feliciano: 0w0

Lovino: =_=

Feliciano: 0w0

Lovino: =_= I'll-a salvage your smile with-a this tomato.

Romeo: *walks in the room wearing shades with two beautiful women*

Lovino & Feliciano: *turn to their younger brother*

Romeo: ...

Lovino & Feliciano: ...

Romeo: You couldn't-a have niggas now, si? *smirks*

Lovino: *Took a pistol under the couch and point it at Romeo*

Feliciano: *calls the mafia to assassinate Romeo*

Romeo: =_= chillax-a fratellos. I was just-a joking.

Lovino: *le throws pistol at the window* DON'T-A SAY.

Feliciano: *stare at Romeo* too-a late, *pursed lips* I've already plan-a your funeral.

((2))

Elizabeta: *eyes are twitching as she watches her husband, her son, and mortal enemy eat with them in Christmas dinner*

Gilbert: Whoo! Jour cooking are great, Eli!  *smiles*

Roderich: *nodded in agreement* Splendid, indeed.

Elizabeta: *spoon and fork sputter with the glass plate as she angrily chop the ham on it*

Jules: Mother, please show respect to my awesome mentor. *drinks water*

Elizabeta: Oh, my dear, vhy should you call him 'awesome'? His zhe opposite of it.

Jules: I beg to differ,

Roderich: *nodded* Gilbert have been nothing but an headache to us for the last 10 years, He have changed a lot vhen he met Mandy. (Nyo!Canada)

Elizabeta: *furrowed eyebrows*

Roderich: He can only visit once a year, since his now living in Canada

Elizabeta: I prefer it zhat vay,

Gilbert: =A= vhat zhe vhat.

Roderich: *sighs* Ok zhen, *stood up* Elizabeta, can ve both share a minute... privately?

Elizabeta: *scoffs and nodded* Ja.

Elizabeta and Roderich: *went out the room*

Gilbert: *turns to Jules* So I've heard you von first prize in zhe Art contest again! So awesome!

Jules: *chuckles* It's fantastic to be complimented really, Danke. *Smiles solemnly* Uncle... vill Auntie Maria (Nyo!Prussia) ever visit again?

Gilbert: ... *laughs* Ja, she's a very busy frau, jou know? She's so un-awesome to leave her favorite nephew sad!

Jules: *nodded* I understand, although... sometimes I can't help it but feel more... affection emitting from her zhan mother.

((Meanwhile))

Roderich: Zhere is no need to be angry vith Gilbert, his nothing but innocent in zhis situation we are in.

Elizabeta: *scoffs and crossed arms* please, Roderich. If you vere in mien shoes, you could feel my anger.

Roderich: *scrunches nose* Elizabeta, I exactly know how you feel. It's not our fault zhat ve can't bore our own child, if ever, ve should have been zhankful for Maria's proposal.

Elizabeta: Roderich, I respect jou as my own husband *teary eyes* Yet, we both know vell zhat our relationship vouldn't be stable as it used to before... you also know that Maria has feelings for you...

Roderich: *sighs and hugged Elizabeta* I know, liebe. Yet, *caress Elizabeta's cheeks* You know well zhat my heart belongs only to...

My piano.

Elizabeta: =_= ... Seriously.

Roderich: und you too, of course.

Elizabeta: ... Seriously...

((3))

Basch: we're spending Christmas together again

Lily: *smiles* Ja,

Basch: is it ok? We could spend it with the others you know,

Lily: *giggles* I would love too, but the last time we did,

Basch: ...

Lily: You almost killed everyone with pasta.

Basch: *facepalm* and you promise never to let me remember this.

Lily: How could you even kill everyone with pasta? That is very unheard of,

Basch: I NEVER KNEW THAT THE PASTA HAS EXPIRED,

PLUS

ARTHUR'S COOKING IS FAR MORE FATAL THAN MINE.

Arthur: IT HAS BEEN MORE THAN YEARS PEOPLE!!! JUST ACCEPT THAT MY COOKING IS 'TO DIE FOR'!

Lily and Basch: ...

Alfred: Nope xD