*I know Romano is the older fratello of Italy but in this chapter, let's Make that Romano is the father of Italy*

Lovino: Hey, Feliciano, cook-a the vegetables at the-a kitchen and-a make a Vegetable-a soup *reading newspaper*

Feliciano: Veh~ leave-a it there papa! I will-a cook it-a later~ *making something*

Lovino:  What-a are you-a doing that-a you won't-a cook that-a goddamn vegetable?! *angrily ask*

Feliciano: I'm-a making a kite-a papa~ *smiles and show the kite his making*

Lovino: *slam the newspaper at the table angrily and glare at Feliciano* WHY ARE YOU-A EVEN-A MAKING A KITE! DO YOU-A THINK THAT YOU-A CAN EAT IT?!

Feliciano: *smiles at Lovino* Papa of Course not!

*deadly smile at Lovino* Why papa? do-a you think-a vegetable can-a fly?

Lovino: *walks toward the kitchen fuming* OK-A OK! I'LL-A GODDAMN COOK-A THAT VEGETABLE!