"Hey, Nico?" Will asked, looking up from his book, a curious expression on his face. It was a hot and humid afternoon, so they'd elected to spend it lazily together.
"What is it?" Nico asked, not pulling his eyes from his sketch.
"Will you teach me Italian?"
This drew Nico's head up with a curious expression on his face. "Perché vuoi imparare l'italiano?"
"I have no idea what you just said," Will said, "but that's exactly why I want to learn."
"Well I guess that answered my question."
"What'd you ask?"
"I asked why you want to learn Italian."
Will shrugged. "I'm just interested. Plus I never know how to answer you when you say something I can't understand."
"Okay, I'll teach you."
"When can we start?"
"Right now. Repeat after me. Non parlo italiano."
"Non parlo italiano," Will tried. "What does it mean?"
"I don't speak Italian. That's all you need."
This has been in my drafts for a long time and for some reason it makes me grin whenever I read it so I figured I'd post it.
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-Cas
