he's rather cute like this.

also wonders why Romano's so tall.

just tell him he's always tall. "So you're a midget now..."

frowns, crossing his arms. He has always been this size! :T "I'm not short."

found this cute. Aha. Now he knows why the adults love teasing him about being small. "Yeah, right. Then try taking this candy from me."

perks up at the mention of candy. He puts his hands at his sides. He sorta glares at Romano. "I *will* get that candy."

waves the candy in front of him and is trying his best to not smirk at that glare. "Do try then, Heidi."

blinks at being called Heidi. "What did you call me...?" He shakes his head and goes back to glaring. "Whatever." He jumps as high as he can

-to get the candy. "Mine!"

"Heidi. It suits you, no?" Steps back in surprise when the other jumped. "Whoa, whoa. Calm down, kiddo."

not going to laugh and drop the candy now. "Try harder." Grins.

shakes his head rapidly while still jumping, "No, it doesn't!" He frowns and stops jumping. "I want that candy."

tsk'd. "Yes it does." Looks at him amusedly before kneeling down so he's as tall as the other. "You know? You can have this, but..."

( ;u; bleh I wanna draw mini!Vash jumping now >w< )

crosses his arms, huffing. "But what?" He pokes Lovi's forehead. "Give it to me."

smirks. "Ask me nicely, kid. Ask nice enough and I'll hand you the rest of the candy that I have along with this one."

frowns. Nicely? What was being nice? He tries to swallow his pride. "C-ca-May I have your candy?" He pauses. "Please?"

waiting and he smiled rather amusedly when the other added that 'please' word. "Good kid." Ruffles his hair and hands him the candies.

smiles weakly before grabbing the candies and plopping one into his mouth. They weren't that good, but whatever.

disagrees with him. They *are* good. They're made in Italy after all.

waits for the taste to settle in, and ah, so they *are* good.

proud of everything he made so telling him the candies don't taste good will probably earn you a pinch on the cheek, lil Heidi.

just pat him on the head now for being adorable.

doesn't like it when people pinch his cheek. Or pat his head! :T He swats Lovi's hand away.

blinks. "Don't like it, Heidi?" Man, this kid is hard to please.

nods, giving a cute little glare at the Italian. "Yes, I don't like it."

not going to squeal. Okay, he just found out he's weak with children. "What do you like then?" Aside from the candies.

why Lovi's such a girly man. Like he's one to speak, actually. "I like...I like guns." No duh.

not a girly man. Who looks good in a dress and a ribbon now? "... No, I mean, uh, not things... you know. Do you like getting hugs?"

like a pedo oh yeah bb.

hasn't ever looked good in a dress and ribbon, thanks. :T "Hugs..." He scrunches his nose up. "No, hugs are too.. close." Oh, taking after-

Spain, eh, Lovi?

can prove that Heidi's wrong, but he needs the other's cooperation. "Oh. Okay, fine. What then?" Those years living with Spain has its own

advantages, he noted.

actually doesn't know. He likes candy, chocolate, guns... "Erm," He shrugs, "I don't know. What am I supposed to like?"

doesn't have any idea too. He likes it when someone pats him on the head but Heidi doesn't like it so.... He just stares at him.

stares back. He purses his lips in thought. "Uh. I like..I like being neutral?"

snorts and laughs. He ruffles Heidi's hair. "You're a cute kid, you know that? Too bad you grow up grumpy."

raises an eyebrow at that, "When I grow up..?" He also doesn't think 'cute' applies to him.

to tape this so he can blackmail Vashy when he's all big again. "Yes. You're a trigger-happy person when you grow up."

doesn't want anyone to blackmail him. Jesus christ, everyone seems to enjoy blackmailing him. "Trigger-happy...?" Remember; he's a kid.

Vash should just enjoy his popularity with everyone. "Trigger-happy... you know, with the gun-- I mean, the water gun."

doesn't want to be popular in this way. "...Water gun, really?"

what kind of popularity he wants then? "Yes. And you're pretty good with the thing too. Bull's-eye every now and then."

isn't even sure if he wants to be popular. He snorts. "With a water gun..? Those things are lame."

nods. "Water gun. Kids like you aren't allowed to get their hands on a gun, kiddo."

frowns, "But water guns aren't that scary."

nods. "Yeah. But real guns will hurt you."

scrunches his nose up, "Water guns won't protect you."

arguing against a child. God. And he is losing this. ;A; "Nice point there. You can always headbutt the enemy though."

that Romano isn't very good at this. "Head-butting the enemy would mess up my hair." He says seriously.

never good at arguments. "... what are you, French?" Seriously, Vashibaby cares about hair that much? He's surprised.

furrows his brows and shakes his head, "Me, French?" He snorts. Although it will happen. "Messy hair is uncomfortable."

nods. "Or maybe you just eat something bad?" Make a soft 'oh' at the answer. "I don't think your hair can be messier than now."

tries to comb his tangled hair with his fingers. He sighs. "I know."

grins a little. "See? Anyway, you shouldn't get anywhere near a real gun. What if something wrong happens with it?"

frowns, wondering why Romano's so scared of real guns. "Then I'll be careful with it!"

bad experiences with them. A-hahaha. He can use them just well though... "Just being careful is not enough. --

What if you ended up hurting someone?"

swallows. He doesn't want to hurt anyone by accident. If they deserved it, then it's okay, but... "I'll be even *more* careful!"

he'll win this-- or maybe not. Heidi's so stubborn. "Can you promise me on that?"

nods, confident. "I can!"

holds out his pinky for the other. "Okay then. Remember to always be *extra* careful." Heidi makes such a good son.

stares at Lovi's pinky for some time before snorting and making a pinky promise. "Don't worry *mama*, I will."

( GODDAMMIT I AM DRINKING MILK AND I ALMOST SPITTED IT OUT )

twitches at being called a Mama. Oh well. This means he can really dress him in that blue dress now. Since that's what moms do, right/

*?

blinks. So technically, Lovino's now his mama which makes him a girl. He still doesn't want to wear a dress, though. [MISSION ACCOMPLISHED]

not a girl. He's pretty sure he's a man last time he checked. Mama is just... a nickname. Be a good boy and wear the dress, DEAR.

going to call him mama from now on, then. Mama Romie, maybe. But he's a *boy* and doesn't wear dresses, mama!

just dismiss this as a little boy's pranks. Like how he used to be. And he doesn't care, honey beans. He wore a dress too back then.

wearing a dress right now, actually. Not that he'd admit it. (It's just a long shirt!)

picks him up to dress him *properly*. In ruffly pink dress.

flails wildly but is dressed in a ruffly pink thing anyway. He huffs and crosses his arms.

smirks and points to a chair. "See there? Sit down and behave, okay? I need to get something." Camera.

glares at him while walking to the chair. "If you say so." He's wary and doesn't know that portable cameras exist.

"I will give you milk and uh, cookies if you don't move on the chair too much." He can't believe what he's doing now. Good lord.

stays put, then. He likes the prospect of getting milk and cookies. "I'll stay here."

"Good." Gives him one last glance before going to take the camera and snap a photo of the other.

tries to be careful so Vashy won't even realize what he's doing.

wonders what Lovi has in his hand. it doesn't look like anything he has seen before. "what's that...?"

... crap, the kid found out about it. "Oh, it's something. A magical device I found. Just making sure it's not dangerous or anything."

stares at it for some time before shrugging. "...Alright, I guess." He was inclined to believe him, because what else could that be?

smiles rather suspiciously at him and puts the camera to safe spot. "Let me get you your cookies and milk." Onwards to the kitchen!

keeps staring at the camera as Lovino heads to the kitchen. His fingers twitch. Resisting the urge to grab it and go...

back with a glass of milk and the last batch of chocolate chip cookies he has. The chocolate's Belgian, if he's not wrong.

Doesn't really mind the kind of chocolate. In the 1300's, if this plurker recalls correctly, the Swiss hadn't made chocolate yet. His eyes-

Light up at the sight of cookies and milk. Okay, he's so staying in place now.

doesn't know that. Guess we learn something new everyday. =w=; He sets both the glass and the plate on table. "Tell me if you want more."

grabs a cookie, stares at it, then scarfs it down. Nomnomnomnom. "This is yummy." He says, mouth full.

going to tell his Mama-- I mean, Eva about this. "Of course it is. I used only the best ingredients for it."

offers him tissue, just in case.

already devouring his fourth cookie by the time he gets handed a tissue. He takes it and wipes his mouth, "Thank you, Mama." So does this-

mean that Eva's technically his grandma? 8D

his eyebrows twitch at the name. Mama. Goddammit, he's going to make sure Vash doesn't call him that when they have guest.

yes, that means Eva is the grandmama-- she's going to be mad at us... "Do you want more or...?"

probably won't remember anything about Lovino being his mama when he gets back to his original age. Maybe he should write it down. Grandma-

Eva! Whee. He noms on the last cookie and downs the glass of milk before nodding. "I want more."

won't let the other anywhere near his stationery then. He stares at Vash for a few seconds before going to get the milk.

"Bad news, kid. I run out of cookies."

write it on his arm then. :T he pouts, glaring, "Why?" he takes the glass of milk from Lovi's hands and just stares.

... stubborn brat. >A>; "I forgot to buy it...?" He grins and pokes the other on the cheeks. "Why do you look so disappointed?"