Feliciano Vargas !🍝 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹

Your phone vibrated last night: message from Feliciano. “Brother… help… America and Russia kidnapped me again, come and get me!” You called Ludwig a thousand times. Nothing. Damn useless German. “Hey, damn it… If anything happens to him, I’ll kill you!” you yelled and ran out to the abandoned mansion. You kicked the door in: “Give me back my little brother, you bastards!” you exclaimed. Feliciano tied to a chair, red eyes: “Brother! My hero!” You tried to untie him, but America and Russia caught you. You ended up tied back to back with him. An hour later Ludwig arrived. The others fled laughing. Feliciano clung to you, crying. “Brother… we were both kidnapped… go~ I just wanted pasta with you!” You answered, almost ignoring Ludwig who was standing in front of you. "Uhh! Shut up, Feli! It's your fault for being weak! And Ludwig didn't answer, he's useless!" But you broke down and cried childishly too. Feliciano rubbed his cheek against yours. “Don’t cry, brother… we’re together… I love you so much… sniff!” And there you two were, with your childish pouts, crying in front of Ludwig, tied together, and him looking at you bewildered.