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kiramaru7Title: On the High Seas
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: chibi!Romano, Spain
Genres: general/slice of life
Warnings: none
Word Count: 468
Bonus Words: Duck, Soap, King, Parade
Summary: Just another morning in a long string of them with chibi!Romano & Spain…
Romano floated lazily down the river. He trailed his hand in the warm water and scowled when a fish nibbled at his fingers. Up ahead he spotted his nemesis, the Pirate King. Romano sat up in his little boat and prepared to do battle.
The Pirate King, a squirrel of ill repute, paraded back and forth on deck, mustering his crew of fellow rodents. They trimmed the sails and turned the rudder, bringing the pirate ship to the side, and arming the canons. They fired first, the cannonball hitting the water, and sending a shower that thoroughly soaked Romano, who tried to duck and avoid it to no avail.
Spewing curses at the Pirate King, Romano was suddenly jolted out of sound sleep when a part of his dream-fogged brain realized he really was wet. Groaning softly, he got out of bed and changed into dry clothes. Since the thought of sleeping in his urine-soaked bed was not a pleasant one, he left his room, muttering curses about the stupid squirrel who always insisted on using his bed like a latrine.
Upon reaching Spain’s room, he slowly opened the door and peeked inside. Good… he thought, the fool is still asleep… Taking a running jump, Romano landed with a soft oomph from Spain, who woke up when his little henchman hit him square in the stomach. “Wake up, bastard!”
“Romano?” Spain croaked. He stared bleary-eyed at Romano.
“That stupid fucking squirrel pissed in my bed again!” Romano glared at his boss.
Spain sighed. “Romano, language,” he said tiredly.
Romano repeated it in perfect Spanish, complete with fowl language. “Well?!” he said, folding his arms across his chest as he glared at his boss. “What are you gonna do about it?!”
“Nothing, if you don’t watch your language. Do you want me to wash your mouth out with soap?” Spain said in desperation. His little henchman could swear up a blue streak and there were times he made the sailors on the dock blush.
“No…” Romano blinked. “So…uh, what are we gonna do about that damned squirrel?”
Spain smiled and hugged his little henchman, much to Romano’s disgust. He still may have slipped in a choice word, but at least he tried and his tone had softened too. “Nothing at the moment. Let’s lie here for a while, and then I’ll help you clean up,” he smiled, “the squirrel’s mess. After lunch, we’ll go into town and see the pharmacist about your little problem.”
“Fine.” Romano grumbled softly under his breath when Spain hugged him. As much as he complained about it, there was something nice and comforting about being cuddled by his boss. Settling in, he soon drifted off to sleep, along with Spain, where they sailed the seven seas in Romano’s dreams and vanquished the Pirate King.
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: chibi!Romano, Spain
Genres: general/slice of life
Warnings: none
Word Count: 468
Bonus Words: Duck, Soap, King, Parade
Summary: Just another morning in a long string of them with chibi!Romano & Spain…
Romano floated lazily down the river. He trailed his hand in the warm water and scowled when a fish nibbled at his fingers. Up ahead he spotted his nemesis, the Pirate King. Romano sat up in his little boat and prepared to do battle.
The Pirate King, a squirrel of ill repute, paraded back and forth on deck, mustering his crew of fellow rodents. They trimmed the sails and turned the rudder, bringing the pirate ship to the side, and arming the canons. They fired first, the cannonball hitting the water, and sending a shower that thoroughly soaked Romano, who tried to duck and avoid it to no avail.
Spewing curses at the Pirate King, Romano was suddenly jolted out of sound sleep when a part of his dream-fogged brain realized he really was wet. Groaning softly, he got out of bed and changed into dry clothes. Since the thought of sleeping in his urine-soaked bed was not a pleasant one, he left his room, muttering curses about the stupid squirrel who always insisted on using his bed like a latrine.
Upon reaching Spain’s room, he slowly opened the door and peeked inside. Good… he thought, the fool is still asleep… Taking a running jump, Romano landed with a soft oomph from Spain, who woke up when his little henchman hit him square in the stomach. “Wake up, bastard!”
“Romano?” Spain croaked. He stared bleary-eyed at Romano.
“That stupid fucking squirrel pissed in my bed again!” Romano glared at his boss.
Spain sighed. “Romano, language,” he said tiredly.
Romano repeated it in perfect Spanish, complete with fowl language. “Well?!” he said, folding his arms across his chest as he glared at his boss. “What are you gonna do about it?!”
“Nothing, if you don’t watch your language. Do you want me to wash your mouth out with soap?” Spain said in desperation. His little henchman could swear up a blue streak and there were times he made the sailors on the dock blush.
“No…” Romano blinked. “So…uh, what are we gonna do about that damned squirrel?”
Spain smiled and hugged his little henchman, much to Romano’s disgust. He still may have slipped in a choice word, but at least he tried and his tone had softened too. “Nothing at the moment. Let’s lie here for a while, and then I’ll help you clean up,” he smiled, “the squirrel’s mess. After lunch, we’ll go into town and see the pharmacist about your little problem.”
“Fine.” Romano grumbled softly under his breath when Spain hugged him. As much as he complained about it, there was something nice and comforting about being cuddled by his boss. Settling in, he soon drifted off to sleep, along with Spain, where they sailed the seven seas in Romano’s dreams and vanquished the Pirate King.
