SpaMano Mafia - Chapter 13

Once the couple reached Italy, they walked inside holding hands. Lovino was wearing a huge smile on his face. When the rest of the mafia noticed them, they all stood up looking at them with curious faces. Feliciano jumped over to his brother.
"Well?"
"We are now officially out of debt!"
The younger Italian smiled and hugged his older twin. Lovino eventually let go of his younger brother and turned to Antonio.
"It's all thanks to you, Spain. We don't have to seperated now.''
Lovino hugged the Spanish man tightly with a few tears falling.
"G-Grazie..."
Antonio just smiles while the rest of the mafia clapped and cheered on the Spanish man's behalf. Alfred shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Dudes."
They all turned around to face the American.
"It's Christmas Eve. This could count as Spain's present to us, right?"
England stepped up and held Alfred's hand.
"Of course, you git."
The Italian twins spoke in unison.
"Grazie mille."
One by one, everybody came up to Antonio. Thanking him and hugging him. Feliciano held his brother's hand.
"It's still kinda early. Who's up for preparing a Christmas party?"
Every last one of them raise their hands and started making decorations and hanging them all over the place. You could say Alfred and Feliciano had the most fun with the decorations. Lovino just sat back and let his brother have all the fun while he sipped some tea with Arthur, known as England, and Florinda. The cute, blonde young lady smiled at Lovino.
"Antonio is incredible, isn't he?"
Arthur nodded.
"He saved our asses. I wouldn't have survived going back to England."
"I wouldn't have survived going back to Belgium.''
Lovino closed his eyes and sighed.
"Finally I can rest until the new year."
Feliciano happily skipped over and placed and Santa hat on his brother's head.
"Boun natale, Fratello!"
Usually, Lovino would've taken it off and thrown it at his brother. Since it was Christmas Eve, he allowed it and just hugged his younger brother.
"Boun natale, Veneziano."
Florinda smiled at him and sighed.
"I envy you, Romano."
"Oh?"
"I haven't seen my brother in so long...I wonder how he's doing right now, or if he's even still alive."
"Brother? Oh, right....Herman Maes....The freaky dude from the Netherlands."
"Yup, that's him..."
"I'm sure you'll see him again some day."
"I hope you're right...''
All of sudden, they heared argueing coming from across the room. It was Roderich Edelstein, an Austrian, and Vash Zwingli, a young man from Switzerland. Lovino let out an annoyed sigh and walked over to them.
"What now?"
Austria crossed his arms behind his back and looked directly at Lovino
"Nothing sir."
The blonde nudged the Austrian.
"He wants to write 'Merry Christmas' in German, which is 'Frohe Weihnachten', when I told him it would make more sence to write 'Boun natale'."
"I don't speak Italian like you."
"I speak German too, ass. As well as French."
"We are not putting French up there."
"I never said I wanted to!"
Lovino clapped in between their faces to get them to stop.
"Just write it in English, okay?!"
"Yes, sir."
"Jesus, you two fight over the stupidest things."
"Sorry, sir."
"It's alright, just keep decorating."
He sat back down and Florinda whispered to him.
"I think Swiss might have a crush on Austria."
"Who knows? I know Canada and Prussia are hooking up."
"No."
"Si, Germany told me."
"Oh my God! They're so cute together!"
"They are."
Arthur crossed his arms and smirked.
"Just don't tell America that, he'll flip. He's very protective over Canada since that's his baby brother. I'm sure you understand, Romano, having a little brother yourself."
"I do, I still can't really trust Germany around my fratello."
Antonio finally called over to his Italian lover.
"We're done!"
Lovino walked over and hugged the older man.
"Tonight will be amazing."
"Si."