Romano escorted California to a very unassuming location, a laundry matt in little Italy.
"This is a speak easy? It looks more like a laundry matt." Said California.
"Well yes, but that's just a little disguise so that no one gets in trouble." Said Romano.
"In trouble for what exactly?" Said California.
"For enjoying their liquor." Said Romano.
"Wait! That stuffs illegal! What are we doing here!?!?!?" Shouted a shocked California.
"We're here to get a drink of course." Said Romano.
"WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY I CAN'T DRINK!!! AND NEITHER CAN YOU NOT EVEN MY DAD ? IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO GET DRUNK OFF OF.......Mmmm" said California until she was interrupted by a stolen kiss from Romano.
"What... What was... That. For?" Asked a blushing California.
"To shut you up. A cop was walking by. We could have gotten in serious trouble. Now come on I really need a drink now." Said Romano as he pulled California to the back entrance of the place. He knocked on the back door. Then the peep hole slide open and a deep scary voice said "password?" Romano replied "Drunken oysters." The door then opened and then loud music could be heard as soon as they entered.
There were people dancing and drinking and playing knife games and card games. And in a unified cheer they all shouted "LOVINO!" And returned to their merry making.
"Wow. Everyone here knows you?" Asked California.
"Yeah of course they do. I am the guy who supplied the fun." Said Romano.
"Really? Your the one who put this place here?" Asked California.
"We'll Italy put it here I just supplied the booze." Said Romano.
Romano snapped his fingers and a waiter brought a bottle of wine and two glasses. The waiter placed one in front of Romano and the other in front of California.
"Oh no I don't... I don't drink." Said California. Just then everyone in the place stopped, even the music, and stared at California. They all looked at her with contempt.
"Uhh... It's alright everyone go back to your fun i'll handle this." Announced Romano. "Look just have one drink just one sip at least."
"Umm but I uhhh....."
"Come on didn't your dad say to do everything I said? So have one drink ok." Said Romano.
She sat and thought about how much trouble she would get in if she didn't do what he asked, but she also thought about how much trouble she would get in if she did drink. She brought the glass to her lips and drank. Romano smiled in delight.
"There we go. See it's not so bad, do you see the cops here arresting you? No, so just relax and drink." Said Romano.
"Ummm.... I guess so but umm... It's bitter." She said in hesitation.
Romano was having a fun time drinking and smoking and flirting with girls across the room. But California just felt awkward. Just then Italy showed up with two very pretty girls, one on each arm.
"Hey Romano who's your cute friend?" Asked Italy.
"Oh this California. She one of America's daughters." Said Romano.
"Mmm... Who would of thought that a pussy like him could have a daughter as attractive as you." Italy said. "Hey Romano, as you can see I'm gonna need the hotel room for tonight ok so uhh yeah." He said.
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Romano and California: a Hetalia political union
FanfictionIt's the roaring 20's in America, so you know what that means. Prohibition, bootleg booze, flappers, and gangsters like Al Capone and... Lovino and Feliciano Vargas? The Italy brothers, Gangsters? And Romano is taking advantage of sweet California...