GerIta: Prank Gone Wrong

Chapter 8::

~-No one's POV-~

  Finally... finally it was over. One, long, long week was finally over. Italy was back to normal, no more breaking noses, no more bruises on the abodoment, no more suffication from her breasts or deafening 'sorry's', mostly Prussia reciving the pain, and he never meant it.

  "Doitsuuuuu!~" Feli drawled, yet again, for the eigth morning in a row, she came up behind Germany and wrapped her arms around his waist as he cooked breakfast. "Morning.~" The italian nuzzled her nose in Ludwig's back.

  Sighing, again, the german turned off the stove, and placed his hands over hers. "Guten mörgen, Feli. How are you?"

  The girl hummed in delight. "It-a doesn't hurt any-a more...~" She giggled, letting the blonde man go. She skipped over to the cabnits, and pulled out plates. As Germany finished up cooking, Feli set the table. When she finished, she ran upstairs, calling for Hungary and Prussia. "Gilbert! Ms. Hungary! Breakfast is-a ready!~"

  Germany chcukled as he heard his older brother groan and throw a pillow. Italy shreiked, meaning it hit her or hit the wall right next to her, sending her bounding downstairs. "Doitsu! Prussia hit-a me with a pillow!~" She cried, Gilbird floating around her head.

  "Gott, I'm so glad Feli finished her period. Mein awesome face still hurts!" The albino shouted, slowly making his way in the kitchen. "Oh, and Elizaveta isn't feeling vell, so she'll be in bed a vhile longer."

  "Aww!~" Italy pouted, sitting next to Germany's spot. "I-a hope Ms. Hungary feels-a better soon!" A moment later, she took a big inhale, then slowly let it out. "Mmm~ It-a smells so-a good, Doitsu!~" Feli praised, her eyes closed as she beemed up at the blonde who currently was setting the food on the table.

  Ludwig smiled just slightly, and sat in his seat. The three ate in silence until Italy spoke up again. "Mio fratello said he-a couldn't make it. Neither could big-a brother Spain. He-a said he can't-a visit for another week, but he'll-a be back before England." She whispered, pulling her long hair out of it's messy nest of an auburn bun. The younger german watched as the italian weaved her fingers through her hair to strighten the mess. After doing so, the girl stood, and took care of her dishes. As she scrubbed the utensils, her hips swayed to a soft tune she hummed, seemingly forcing Germany to stare. Her nicely shaped butt somehow fit on her petite frame. Ludwig took this time to study her, which he desperatly tried stopping himself from doing for the past three weeks, and did so.

  First, icy blue eyes started on the italian's hair. The perfect shade of auburn, shining slightly golden in the sun as the curl came out in a sweet heart. Her locks tumbled over her tiny shoulders, covered by her pink shirt that Lovino had got her a few days prior. Her eyes where half-lidded in content as she hummed, a soft gleam of happiness in her beautiful amber eyes. Her cheeks were round and extremely soft-looking. Her nose was tiny, fitting between her large eyes nicely and coming up to a rounded point. Her pink lips were shaped perfectly and were slightly parted. The features of her face wer very relaxed and laid back as she always was, even before the incident. Her neck looked so vonurable and silky smooth.

  Breasts were perfectly sculpted onto her chest, clear as day but no where near the size of Ukraine's. Her itty-bitty hands were gentle and caring as she handled anything, even the rough, tough germna's hands. As said mans eyes wonder lower, her waist narrows into dips where Germany could fit his large hands on to hold her. Then her hips buldged out to create the nice ass Lugwig always caught himself staring at. The shirt stopped just below her cuppable buttocks, showing off her flawless thighs. Though the skin was pale, Ludwig thought that if he just brushed the tips of his fingers over her legs, he could feel the finest of silks. The man had the same thoughs, his gaze grazing down her legs to her tiny feet which could slip right into a size three in womens. That's when the blonde noticed how her toes were painted the colors of her flag, matching her long finger nails.