Hetalia One-Shots [NOT TAKING REQUESTS]

Romano x Child! Reader

"Cinderella"

The young girl of age 3 was dancing around the living room, wearing her (f/c) princess dress. It was her favorite. Her imagination was truly outstanding. Every time she put on the dress, her mind wanders off to her own fantasy world, having known a prince and dancing with him. Although she was young, she knew in her heart that her dad, Lovino Vargas wouldn't let her. He was all the more protective of her.

You couldn't help but think, though, so you decided to ask him for some help. He was in the kitchen cooking some pasta, your favorite dish. A smile was plastered on your face as you walked up to him.

"Daddy!!" Your high pitched voice rang through the room, making the Italian smile a gentle smile. He wouldn't admit to anyone, though, but you always made him smile. Every time you come in the room, his anger would dissipate and only calmness and peace filled him.
His head turned to your little figure, the smile still somewhat stitched on his face.

"Si, bella? What do you-a want?" His voice even carried a peaceful manner. No harshness was detected, but you didn't know that. You were all too young to even understand what was going on.

"Dance with-a me, please!" Your (e/c) eyes gleamed with plead and excitement. He knew he can't win over those wonderful eyes of yours, so he quickly finished the pasta and knelt down to your level.

"Sure-a thing. But let's-a make it-a quick. I have-a lot of-a work to do-a." You nodded your head and held his hand.

"Come here! There's-a more room in-a the living-a room!!" You giggled as you kept pulling him to the living room. You turned on a slow song and started teaching him how to dance. He chuckled softly and watched you, the song and your voice droning out of his head. He was admiring the young princess before him.

|| She spins and she sways to
|| whatever song plays
|| Without a care in the world

He remembered that he had so much work to do, so without thinking he got up and went to the phone. He was angry now that he hadn't heard from his brother. He was busy this weekend and he wanted Feliciano to watch over you while he was gone. He mumbled curses under his breath and dialed some numbers. When Ludwig picked up the phone, he began to cuss him out.

You stopped dancing to look at him.

'He seemed angry. .' You thought, so the first thing you do was go to him. You tugged on him gently and he looked down at you. Your big eyes calming him. He knew exactly what you want.

"I am-a coming, bambina." He followed you to the kitchen and say at the couch, watching you dance around again.

|| And I'm sitting here wearing
|| The weight of the world on my shoulders

He knew he had so much to do, but he also didn't want to get his eyes off of you. You were all too precious to him.

|| It's been a long day and there's still work to do
|| She's pulling at me saying, "Dad, I need you
|| There's a ball at the castle and I've been invited
|| And I need to practice my dancing, oh please, daddy, please"

He sighed and took her hand.

"Sure, bambina. I will-a dance with-a you." Your (e/c) eyes sparkled with excitement as you danced happily with him.

|| So I will dance with Cinderella while she is here in my arms
|| 'Cause I know something the prince never knew
|| Oh, I will dance with Cinderella, I don't want to miss even one song
|| 'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight and she'll be gone

You yawned as the chorus ended. Tiredly, you rubbed your eyes. Lovino smiled softly at your tired figure. He scooped you up and brought you to your room.