2p! Chibitalia! Little Luciano And Flavio(Discontinued)

ChibiLuciano and Flavio #2

"What the hell is this!?!?!?!" Luciano yelled and pointed at what he was wearing.

"A uniform." Holy Rome told him crossing his arms with a smirk. "You know something servants sometimes wear."

Luciano growled. "I know that but why the he'll is my uniform a fucking dress!?!?!"

Luciano tugged on the red dress with the black apron that Holy Rome had forced him to wear. Flavio, who was off doing God knows what, had a purple one.

It was tradition to give your new terrortories uniforms. Normally you wouldn't make them wear dresses when you knew they were boys but Holy Roman Empire aparently likes to see Italian boys in dresses.... Creeper...

Holy Rome's smirk grew. "Because, I said so. Why don't you show it off? You look very nice."

"If you don't tell me a pretty God dann good reason I'm in the dress by the count of three I'm going to hunt you down like a fucking mut and make you wish you were in fucking hell..." Luciano promised.

Holy Rome scoffed. "You sure cuss a lot for some one who makes a very pretty lady."

"One..."

"I'm the boss so I can tell you to wear what ever I want. And you look lovely in that little dress if I say so myself."

"Two..."

"Oh you're not gonna chase me. I'm the boss now and the sevants never chase the boss..." Holy Rome turned to Luciano who looked very angry. "Right?..."

"Three." And Luciano charged.

Holy Rome ran in the other direction as he was followed by the angry Italian. Luciano was however a lot faster than the blonde and soon tackled him to the ground.

"Bout time you started chasing me, Italy..." Holy Rome smirked.

So everyone knew that Holy Roman Empire had the hots for North Italy. No one really cared for it though and North Italy at the time didn't give two shits about what Holy Roman Empire thought. The Holy Roman Empire still wanted North Italy under his control. The creepy little bastard...

"I fucking hate you, Holy Roman Empire." Luciano growled.

Holy Rome flipped Luciano over and pinned the Italian down. "Well I'll have to fix that."

Luciano snickered and tried pushing Holy Rome off but failed. "As if that'll ever change you fucking grandpapi wanna be!"

"You're really mean." The blonde pretended to pout.

"Get off me!"

"I don't want to."

"Now!"

"You picked the fight." Holy Rome said. "You should deal with the punishment."

"I fucking hate you." Luciano growled.

"So you've said." Holy Rome nodded as Elizabeth walked up. She was carrying a lot of bangs from the store.

"What are you boys doing?" She asked.

Luciano kicked under his boss. "Hungary! Tell him to get off of me!!"

Elizabeth looked at Holy Rome. "Off. Now."

Holy Rome huffed and jumped off the italian, who swiftly kicked the blonde's shin and ran behind Elizabeth.

Holy Rome held his leg and fell to the ground, muttering curses.

"I didn't kick ya that hard..." Luciano said. "Baby..."

"Italy, is that your new uniform?" Elizabeth asked. "Give me a spin. Let me see."

Luciano sighed and span slowly so Elizabeth could see how it looked. He didn't mind wearing the dress or showing it off, he just hated being forced to wear the dress. Plus he currently despised the Holy Roman Empire.

"Oooh! You look lovely!" Elizabeth said and Luciano have a curtse. He enjoyed the praise.

Holy Rome stood up, putting most his weight on the shin that hadn't been kicked. "Why are you showing off for her...?" He pouted.

"Because I like her." Luciano sneered. "And she doesn't force me to wear stupid shit."

"Now. Now. We should try to get along since we'll be living here together like family!" Elizabeth said almost getting excited. "You two should start thinking of it like that. I can be the mom and you could be brothers!"

"No. Fucking. Way." They both said for different reasons.

Hungary, or Elizabeth, has this funny dream about being a mother. No one really knows why. She goes around sleeping with a lot of the other men countries trying to get pregnant but it never seems to work. Unfornetly not only does it not work but it gets her labled things like whore and slut. So Hungary has a pretty bad rep.

Elizabeth sighed. "Well can I at least still be the mom?"

Holy Rome shook his head. "No thanks."

Luciano shrugged. "Maybe later?" Elizabeth pouted.

"I have food. Come inside of your hungry..." Then she sulked into the kitchen.

Luciano went to follow but stopped when Holy Rome said something.

"Hmm?" Luciano turned. "What did you say?"

"She right. We should try to get along."

Luciano raised an eyebrow.

"And I know where to start."

Luciano rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Really? Where?"

"Over." Holy Rome held out his hand. "Hello, I'm Claude."

"Claude?" Luciano asked. Holy Rome nodded.

"Yep. My human name. I know Hungary's and Austria's so we should know each other's. Like we're meeting for the first time." He explained. "So... I'm Claude Beilschmidt. And you are?"

"Calling you a dumbass..."

Every nation has a human name but they're only used for assousiating with the humans. Rarely were they trusted with other nations and even then it was normally only with other country halfs. Like South Italy knew North Italy's name and visa versa. This was so other nations couldnt walk into the town and start asking where so and so lived. It would be dumb and slightly funny to see a man asking where the nation Holy Roman Empire was living. No?

Holy Rome lowered his hand.

"There's no way I'd trust you with my name. That's for my brother and I only." Luciano said but technically Elizabeth knew his human name too but she promised not to tell anyone so she didn't count..... Right?

"Hey!" Flavio called and ran up to his brother planting a flower crown on Luciano's head. "I made you a crown!... What's going on?"

"Nothing." Luciano said. "Heading inside to eat."

Flavio nodded and ran into the house. Luciano turned to follow before saying, "You should watch where you throw that information. I can't do anything now but when I can, I will."

Claude watched the Italian disapear into the house, then cursed under his breath.