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The young Italian was confused... His flight was supposed to end up in Italy but he somehow ended up in an "ippswitch?" He heard sarcastic laughter as his older brother stepped off the plane and walked towards him. "Feliciano, did you book the wrong flight again, we are in Ipswich!" "What is an Ippswitch?" "We are in Suffolk, idiota!" Feliciano looked at his brother with tears in his eyes, "fratello, mi dispiace..."
A strange man walked towards the Italians, Feliciano instantly recognised him, it was England! He remembered him from those world meetings he hardly ever paid attention to. "What are the Italies doing in my country?" "Feliciano here messed up the flight destination, why do you ask, bastardo?"
While England and his brother were speaking, Feliciano was too busy crying his eyes out...
"Feli, what's wrong?" His brother knew Veneziano could get scared like this when entering a new, unrecognisable place... "I-I just th-thought you were m-mad at me f-fratello..." The Brit walked away knowing he had to help but didn't know how and so found it more reasonable to leave the Italians be. "Idiota, why would I be mad at you, we all make mistakes..." "Grazie, fratello!" Feliciano hugged Lovino, what would he do without him?
The Italians had to find a place to stay they stayed in a hotel near England's house so that if they needed anything they could go pester him...
They had to eat, but couldn't find any pasta in the cupboard, so they did what any normal Italian would do and went to buy some...
"Which shop should we go to to buy pasta, Lovi?" Feliciano asked his brother nearly panicking he was so hungry... "well, I heard Asda sells pasta" Lovino hated seeing his brother like this, so hungry he was shaking and nearly crying... "P-please, Lovi, I n-need food..." Feliciano was now crying and begging his brother for food.
At Asda Lovino bought pasta and tomatoes, lots of tomatoes... He bought the food and took it home for his younger brother.
When he got home England was sat on the sofa with Feliciano still shaking on the chair opposite, still crying... "Bastardo, what are you doing in our hotel room?!" England looked confused, "I heard Italy crying and screaming so I came to check on him and he was shaking, I tried to calm him until you got home... So I'm leaving, ok? Bye!"
Now Lovino was confused but tried not to show it as he made his brother's pasta. "Feli, come and eat..." Feliciano ran to the table, tripping over the carpet in his rush for the food. "Grazie, Lovi!" The boy ate his pasta as fast his mouth would allow him to.
"Jeez Feli, slow down!" Lovino laughed lightly as he watched his brother basically inhale the food... When Feliciano had finished he washed up his plate and ran to the bedroom (there was only one because they couldn't afford more) "bene notte Feli!" The Italian, already half asleep on the bed whispered quietly "bene notte..." And he was out for the night.
Lovino called his friend Antonio to check up on him. *ring ring* no answer *ring ring* still no answer *ring ring* "c'mon spain, answer... *ring ring* "¡Hola! Romano is that you?" "Sí, bastardo!" "Why are you calling this late?" "Because Feli just got to sleep!" "Well go to sleep yourself I'll call you tomorrow!" "Ok, ciao!" "¡Adiós!"
After calling Antonio, Lovino went to bed, he climbed in next to Feliciano, who was sleeping peacefully. Lovino tried not to wake him and fell instantly asleep.
When Lovino woke up the next morning he found the small Italian was hugging him with his head on his chest... Lovino tried to leave the bed to make breakfast when Feliciano grabbed his arm."Feliciano, get off me!" He snapped not meaning to tell at his brother. Feliciano let go of him so his brother could get up and cook some breakfast.
While he made his and his brother's pasta, he called Antonio again. *ring ring* "Romanito, hola!" "Ciao, I'm in England right now because Feli booked the wrong flight!" "Oh, do want me to come visit? I can bring tomatoes..." Lovino liked the sound of fresh tomatoes, he immediately answered with an "if you want, bastardo!" He heard Antonio laugh as he hung up. He muttered under his breath, "idiota..."
He finished the pasta and called Feliciano to come eat his breakfast. The little Italian ran into the room and yet again inhaled his pasta. "Grazie mille, fratello!" Feliciano smiled at his brother. "Prego, Feli." Lovino smiled back.
They put their clothes on from yesterday, they didn't have any other clothes, and decided to go to the clothes shop. Which they couldn't seem to find anywhere. They tried McDonald' and KFC (which they thought stood for Klean Fresh Clothes - they still weren't the best with their English spelling) They tried Morrisons and Subway, still no clothes! They gave up and decided to go back to their hotel room.
However, they stopped when they saw England sitting on a nearby bench, talking to someone... But nobody was there... The Italians were confused. They decided to ask him where they could find a clothes shop. As they went up to him, he was laughing and smiling at what appeared to be an imaginary creature... "Err, England?" Feliciano went up and sat next to him. "Wha~ Oh, hi Italy!" "Who are you talking to?" England looked at him confused as to how he could answer without seeming weird. "Err, I was talking to my friends..." The young Italian was confused but didn't bother asking more. "Do you know where me and my fratello could find some clothes? You see, we were hoping to go home after the meeting but we came here by accident and now we are planning on staying a while..."
Lovino facepalmed, why did his brother tell England their entire story? Oh well, as long as they found some clean, fresh clothes...
"Err, yeah, there is a shop called Primark just down the road, it's where I get my clothes from..." Feliciano stood up, "grazie, England!" The Italian ran back to Lovino and they walked to the clothes shop 'just down the road'
Inside they found loads of clothes, but it took them a while to find the men's clothes upstairs at the back... When they did, they bought two pairs of jeans each and some shirts/t-shirts and then a couple of hoodies because it was colder in England than it Italy... They also had to buy an umbrella each because it was raining outside. They bought the clothes and umbrellas, then went home.
When they got back Antonio was sat on their sofa watching a Spanish telenovela on their TV. "Spain you jerk bastard, what are you doing in here?!" "Romanito, you invited me over, did you not?" "Oh. Yeah..." Feliciano looked at a huge crate on the floor "Spagna, what's this?" Antonio looked at the smaller Italian pointing at the crate. " Oh, that's some freshly picked tomatoes for you and Romanito!" "Ve~ Grazie, Spagna! Ca' we make some pasta, fratello? Per favore!" They made pasta and ate it between the three of them, Antonio left soon after and the Italians went to bed Lovino slightly afterwards because he wanted to watch one more episode of his favourite TV American/English show, Voltron.
Their first day was a long one, and a confusing one, but they still had to try to survive the rest of the week...
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