he shouldn't cry, but he sort of just flails a bit.

looks up at him, eyes full of tears. ; A;

... it's rather embarrassing... they didn't even win any single match this year! Pats his brother.

takes the churro and just kinda shoves it in his pocket for later.

doesn't... have an appetite...

give him a hug...?

hugs but is still crying. "Fratello...!"

hugs him tightly and ruffles his hair.

sniffles. "I'm sorry!"

shakes his head and frowns. "It's okay, dumbass." Gets him tissue. "We did our best there."

nods and wipes some of his tears away. "I-I wanted to win...!"

and offers him a rather dumb response. "We win in our spirits, okay?"

blinks. "Really...?"

nods and gives him a smile. "Yeah, really."

smiles too. "O-okay!"

honestly relieved to see his smile. "Besides, you should be happy for potato-bastard, yeah?"

nods. "I am! B-but, I wanted to train and win to make him proud of me...!"

what Feliciano did is already more than enough. "He should be proud of you. You trained hard and you did your best."

sniffles and wipes a tear away. "Do you really think so? Ve..."

nods. The macho potato will be a jerk if he still scolds his brother for their loss.

smiles again. "Okay!" He runs over and wraps his arms around Romano. "Fratello is the best~"

shrugs and tries to look indifferent. "Stop saying that. Everyone knows you're the best."

frowns. "That's not true! Maybe I'm the most handsome, smart, charming, artistic, friendlist one... but fratello is...!"

blinks. "Fratello is..... !"

at a loss for words. He doesn't know. ; A;

perks up, waiting for something good... and groans. That's it. D: HIS OWN BROTHER DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HE'S GOOD AT. That's sad. ;;

panics, trying to think of something. "Fratello makes good ravioli!"

laughs sarcastically. "Mm, and you makes the best ravioli."

pauses. "That's true... umm... fratello is.... fratello is..."

waits. "You know you don't have to force yourself to think about it."

sighs. "Ve..."

tilts his head and frowns. "So there really is nothing good about me?"

shakes his head. "No! No! There's lots of good things!"

taps his foot against the floor, waiting. "Then what...?"

stares at the ground. "I dunno."

just be on his way to his room and lock himself inside. He's disappointed in you, Feli. ;A;

disappointed in himself too... ve... "I know!!! Fratello is good at not disappointing people!"

stops mid-track and turns around to look him at the eyes. "Seriously?"

nods. "Uh huh!"

kinda, maybe, just hugged his brother. "Thanks, Feli. That's.... good to hear."

smiles and hugs him tight. "A-and fratello is good at being a great friend, and brother!"

smiles, feeling a bit strange and awkward like this. "You make a good one too, idiot."

smiles. "Really?! Ve... we're the best!"

nods. "Yeah, really. We're the best indeed." Blushes at the word.