(Antonio's Pov)
I looked down at my watch and sighed. They're twenty five minutes late and now it's closing time.
My friends, Francis, Feliciano, and Gilbert have been trying to set me up. Believe it or not, but I've never had a "second date".
I looked over at Francis who was wiping down the other tables.
He looked over at me with an apologetic look. "A no show, huh. I was sure that she seemed interested...".
I reluctantly got up and turned the sign on the door from "We're open and we have pasta!" To "Sorry, we're closed.". I then grabbed a rag and helped Francis wipe down the tables. Gilbert joined us in the dining area and started sweeping.
We were quiet for a while until Gilbert broke the silence. "Don't worry! You were just too good for her and she knew that. Kesesese!
We were all silent again until Feliciano burst out of the kitchen like his usual bubbly self. "Good job guys! I'll grab a dust pan and we can sweep the piles into it! After that, we can all go home!" He then disappeared back into the kitchen as quickly as he came.
"Home" was a relative term. Gilbert, Francis, and I lived about a block away in a small house that we shared. Feliciano lived above the restaurant.
"Ve! I've got the dust pan!" Feliciano held it up in the air in a "level up!" form.
It's hard to stay glum when there is an Italian in the room!
I smiled my regular <sparkle?> smile, grabbed a broom, and helped Gilbert sweep the piles into the dust pan. Feliciano then dumped it into the trash.
"Alright! I'll see you tomorrow at 7:30 to get ready for breakfast." Feliciano waved goodbye at us as we left.
Right as we walked out, I heard him mumble "Veee~ I need a nap!"
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"But Gilbert! I wanna watch have a karaoke battle!" Francis whined.
"Oh come on! A dance battle is so much cooler!" Gilbert protested
"Honestly, I'd rather have a dance battle." I chipped in with a shrug.
"HAHA! SUCK IT LOOSER! Majority rules!" Gilbert shouted.
I couldn't help but notice some movement outside the window. Instead of being excited for the upcoming dance battle, I was now more focused on something, no, someone lurking in the shadows...
"Toni! Yo! ANTONIO!" Gilbert started poking me.
"WHAT!" I jumped. Gilbert gave me an odd stare.
Realizing I spaced out, I laughed, and (this time much calmer) asked "what?"
"Come on! We're gonna start!"
I looked out the window again. This time, nothing was there.
"Ok! I'm coming!"
We all danced to Bohemian the Rhapsody. Gilbert won this one. He rocked the (air) guitar solo!
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Tomato Red (Spamano ~Boyxboy~)
FanfictionIn this world, when you see your soulmate for the first time, you start to see color. Antonio is waiting for his special moment to come. Lovino has seen in color ever since he could remember, causing him to believe that he doesn't have a soul mate...
