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Monday:          It was an ordinary day. Slightly cloudy. A bit windy. But over all; normal. Lovino and Antonio spent the entire day outside. They went to the park, the zoo, visited a museum, and had a wonderful time. For lunch they had a picnic at the park. For dinner they went to some cheep Italian restaurant. Lovino surprised their waiter by saying their orders in flawless Italian. Antonio thought it was hysterical. After that they went home, cuddled, and them fell promptly to sleep. They had a long day and were out like a light. Tuesday:         There wa

         It's not everyday Lovino smiles. Hell, the man smiles as many times as there are blue moons. Ah, similes, they make life fun. Anyway, today was one of those rare blue moon occurrences where Lovino smiled. When he smiled, his eyes shimmered. When he smiled, he did so with his heart. Or so it seemed to people who walked in on it. In truth, the reason he smiled was because he found something a certain someone did to be absolutely hysterical. That certain someone is Antonio; Lovino's best friend, boyfriend, and bane of his existence.         Antonio had

        'Does Lovi even realize what he's doing right now?' Bright emerald eyes held that question as they gazed, both lovingly and curiously, upon the singing and dancing form of Lovi. Those green eyes moved as Lovi moved.  The eyes hid themselves behind a newspaper whenever it seemed they would get caught by Lovi.         'I can feel your gaze, Idiota.' Lovi smirked as the thought filled his mind. He continued to dance and sing, wary of the blazing grass eyes following his every movement. His bare feet padded softly against the floor. His voice bounced, non echoing, against th

        The days went by and soon it has been an entire month since you have last visited Vash and Lili. In that time you have gotten over your little sickness.        You decide to head over to see the blonde friends of yours.        Walking through town on your way over to their house you decide to buy Lili a present. You see a little antique shop and go inside. Upon entering you see a sewing machine. The sewing machine is old and fairly rusted. You think it is the perfect gift for little Lili. You purchase the machine.        You leave the store and continue on your trip over to the Zwingli residence.        Standing on their front

        The next day at 7 PM you walked to Vash's place to check on him.        You knocked on the door and Vash opened it. You smiled seeing that he is better. "Hola, Vash."        "Hello, (y/n)." He said and let you in.        "(y/n), I don't know what you did, but you big brother is all better!" Said a very happy Lili. She hugged you.        "Tell you the truth," you say looking at Vash with Lili looking at you waiting for you to continue, "it was Vash who healed himself I just encouraged him." You looked at Lili and said, "You wanna know my secret?"        "Yes!" She screamed.                "All you have to do check the perso

        Love.        What does it mean? It means lots of things. It is what you feel for someone or something. It shows people you care for them.        Love is not what you feel for Vash Zwingli. He is too neutral for your concern. The only time you talk to him is when visiting Liechtenstein, his younger sister. she is just the sweetest thing.        Right now you are on the front porch of Vash's house waiting for someone to open the door. You knock again. Liechtenstein answered it. 'Vash must not be home or something' you thought.        "Hello, (y/n)."  Liechtenstein said.        "Hello Lili. Why is it you answered the door and n

         The situation, in which I currently reside, is the greatest embarrassment of my life. Right now I am standing next to an imbecile by the name of Alfred.         Alfred decided it would be a great idea to drag me up to the front of the room with him.         The teacher said today was a free day and that we could do as we wished. I decided to talk with Alfred, since he is my best friend. Then the blithering idiot decided that he wanted to dance. So he stood up and grabbed me, practically hauling me, to the front of the room.         Thus leading to him dancing like a constipated monkey trying to jump to a different tree branch. I a