"Hey (name)!~ I made that Tumblr thingy you told me about!" a smiling Spain greeted you.
"Really Antonio?! Omg, follow me already!" you laughed, walking up to him and his laptop, which was peppered with tomato stickers.
"Follow you? (name), I only just figured out how to post pictures. I've already posted pictures of me, you, and Lovi! I even put a few pictures of Lovi and I when he was a little chibi! Lots of people 'followed' me too! They said they were fans of the great Espagna!~" he cheered.
"Toni, don't post things to random people you don't know. So be careful with what you post, k?" you warn him. He nods and beams.
You spend a few minutes teaching Spain about the ways of Tumblr, you held back laughter at the clueless Spaniard.
Later, an angry Italian bursts through the door. You saw this coming.
"ANTONIO!!!!! WHY THE HELL DID YOU PUT PICTURES OF ME ON TUMBLR YOU BASTARD?!?!?!" Romano yells, carefully avoiding you and smacking the brunette on the head.
"Ow! Ow! Lovi~ I'm sorry~ You were just too cute~" he cries, rubbing the growing bump on his head. "I posted pictures of (name) too!~"
"But me as a chibi?! Come on Toni that is-a so-a fucking embarrassing!" Romano groans as his face reddens.
"It's okay Lovino, I'll watch and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid okay?" you giggle and pat the Italian's back. He huffs and crosses his arms.
"Fine, ragazza, but-a if he-a does something even more stupid, I'm-a blaming you."
You smile and nod as he takes his leave.
"(name), Anon-y-mouse wrote something I do not understand on a picture of me and little Lovi." he says, pointing to a comment on the laptop screen. You read it.
<-Anonymous: What the hell is this? Is he a pedophile or something?>
"A-non-y-mous, Toni, Anonymous. And what kind of comment is this?" you frown.
"(name), what does pee-do-phile mean?" he asks innocently.
"Pe-do-phile, Toni. And it means uhm… well, it mean someone who touches… children inappropriately." you say quietly. His face drops.
"Wha? I would never-" you cut him off with a smile.
"Don't take it to heart Antonio! There are always mean people on the internet! This jerk doesn't even know how heavy that word is. Man, teenagers these days, thinking 'rape' and 'pedophilia' is something to say so easily." you mumble. But you look back into his emerald irises. "Just ignore it. I get mean comments all the time. But, if it really bothers you… talk to me okay?" he nods slowly and you kiss his cheek.
"I gotta go, okay? Call me later!" you smile again and leave the spanish man's house. You slam the door quietly, still a bit uneasy about the situation. But you believed he could take this well, I mean, he was always with Romano right?
I yawned loudly and walked down the stairs, running my hand through my messy brown hair. I ate a few ripe tomatoes and decided to check Tumblr.
I booted the laptop (name) gave me for my birthday and found a desktop photo of (name) and I. I sighed and smiled, (name) was so cute.~
I opened my internet browser and typed in tumblr in the search browser.
I clicked on the notification box and found many comments, I read each one carefully. I first found one on a picture of (name) and I.
<Anonymous: Damn, is he banging that chick? She is smokin'~>
'Banging'? I believe that (name) told me that was a rude was of sexual intercourse. I never understood American terms.
I just brushed it off, like (name) told me, but I was a bit irritated that they would talk about (name) in such a rude way.
I looked at another photo of me and Roma, I was smiling and of course my little Romano was pouting.
<Anonymous: Are they gay?>
<Anonymous: Wow, that spanish guy looks like a complete dumbass! lol.>
Gay? I did like Roma, and thought he was adorable but I kind of liked… (name).
My heart kind of tugged at the 'dumbass' part. Did I really look that stupid? In just a simple photo? I groaned a bit. Why were these people so mean?
I hesitantly clicked on the last comment, a picture of me and chibi Romano.
<Anonymous: WHAT A TOTAL PEDOPHILE!!!! DID HE FUCK THAT GUY WHEN HE WAS LITTLE? POOR KID. I'M NOT INTO GAY PORN, THANKS.>
My eyes stung a bit. I would never do that to Romano. I looked through other comments, posts, reblogs, etc. There were many nice comments, but also some mean ones. There were many 'pedophile' comments that I found.
I shut my computer quickly, enough of these comments… should I call (name)? No, I wouldn't want to really bother her.
Again, I looked through hundreds of nice comments but also many mean comments. Many mean comments degrading (name), Romano, and myself especially.
I bit my lip hard, closing my computer again. My phone rang a familiar ringtone that signaled Roma was calling. I picked up the phone slowly.
"Yes?" I said dully.
"What is wrong with you bastard? You don't sound cheery." my italian friend asks.
"What? Nothing is wrong Lovi~ Just tired is all." I laugh as real as possible.
"Hm, I know you idiot. Something is wrong I know it." he hisses.
"It's fine Lovi, just some mean comments. But I got over it okay!~"
"Whatever, bastard. But come over tomorrow at my place for some lunch with (name) and I. She wanted you to come over."
"Okay, mi tomate!~ See you tomorrow!~" I mustered a smile and hung up. I groaned and closed my computer, why were people so mean?
I frowned and opened my laptop once again, to find even more mean comments. Was it just me or were the 'pedophile' comments coming more and more.
My bottom lip trembled a bit before I realized hot tears streaked my cheeks. I started to sob and I ran to my bedroom and locked myself in a closet. God, I was such an idiot.
"Where's Antonio?" you asked curiously. Romano huffed and glared at you.
"Hell if I know, that bastard sounded dull on the phone yesterday. Probably wasn't up for some lunch." he groaned.
"Toni? DULL? That'll happen when hell freezes over."
"Well, yah, it was weird for him completely."
"I think I'm gonna go check on the dork, something ain't right." you pout, zipping to the spaniards house in an instant.
~At Spain's House~
You burst through the door. "SPAIN!!~" you screamed. No answer.
You burst through each and every door in the mansion-like house, calling for the spanish man in each one at a loud volume.
You finished at his room, "ESPAGNA!!~" you yelled, again no answer. You were just about to walk out when you heard sniffling from your friends closet.
You ran up to the closet doors and flung them open, to find a crying Spain. Your heart broke at the sight of the sobbing spaniard. You fell to your knees and embraced him.
"Toni, what is wrong?" you ask, petting his brown curls.
"The 'pedophile' comments on the Tumblr thing, there were just, so many! I thought I could handle it, but I just couldn't! It wasn't like Lovino at all!" he whispered, clutching your (f/c) hoodie tightly.
"Why didn't you call me?" you asked, frowning deeply. His breath caught.
"I didn't want to annoy you."
"Annoy me? Whatever Antonio, like you could ever annoy me." you smile sadly, wiping away stray tears on his face and placing a soft kiss on his warm lips. His face heated up rapidly.
"What- You- Huh?" he stumbled.
"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, I love you with all my heart and I want you to put these stupid people behind and remember that I am always here for you, kay'?" you place another kiss on his forehead and nose.
"Thank you (name). Te amo." he beams and kisses you again.