You moved to Italy two days ago and already loved it~! The smell of pasta and pizza wafted into your nose as you feel small arms wrap around your legs and some sniffling
" What the-?" You said as your (e/c) orbs looked down and saw an adorable ginger child look up at you with tears in her* eyes
"FRATTELLO!" You heard another ginger yelled at the little one hugging you. He looked like his older brother?
"Please-a help me-a Bella!?" The young one asked.
"O-okay," you replied, trembling yourself.
"H-hey don't bully l-little k-kids!" You yelled picking up the young one, throwing the can at the teenager, (yes Ramono is a teen in this)
"What-a Ever, I dont -a have to deal with that basterdo any-a more!" The teen said, rudely
" what's your name, little one?"
~part one finished~
