Post by Northern Italy on Mar 30, 2017 18:38:17 GMT -7
Unfortunately, it appeared that Lovino was not yet done. The Southern Italian still wanted to push Feliciano over the edge... He stared back at the glaring Lovino with a steely look, almost as if he was warning Lovino to behave before the younger Italian changed his mind and left Lovino to die in the desert.
Although Lovino did not seem to think so, Mussolini did care about Lovino's condition, his boss wanted them both to form a powerful empire not just him... Something that annoyed Feliciano immensely. The elder Italian had done nothing but give Feliciano trouble that he did not want, yet Lovino seemed hellbent to annoy him. Feliciano was indeed going to get in trouble.
Lovino's words would have impacted the younger Italian hard had it been the past, yet these days Lovino's words did not wound Feliciano in any way. Had they ever loved each other? Lovino's words only confirmed a fact that had been very obvious for hundreds of years. They did in fact hate each other. It was almost insulting to label themselves as brothers, the only thing that connected them was their last name and the fact that they both had the same grandfather...
"You always have, are you just going to remind me?"
Feliciano started walking away with the rest of the troops as Lovino was being put onto a stretcher. Explaining to Lucia will be very awkward and explaining to Il Duce would be even worse, but despite the fact that he would get in trouble for this, Feliciano felt satisfied. He was quite glad that he had hurt Lovino quite badly, unfortunately he was going to have to organize Lovino a wheelchair, with his legs crippled Lovino would need the wheels to move him around.
...
Wheels?
Feliciano grinned as he walked towards the camp. Perhaps he could torment his brother even more?
Last Edit: Mar 30, 2017 18:42:54 GMT -7 by Northern Italy