didn't know her dad could play guitar...

actually a very good musician. "Any request?"

shrugs "Your favourite..."

strums a few random strings. "Well I have a lot..."

( lol we spell favourite/favorite differently x'D )

[WHOOO CANADA SPELLING XD]

hums "Well...what would you...play for Lovi?"

pauses for a moment, blushing. "Probably some slow romantic ballad, then he'd hit me and tell me to play some tango he could dance to..."

[ WOOHOOO AMERICAN SPELLING ;DD ]

paused, and tried to not laugh "Lovi...doing the tango?" Personally, she couldn't see it.

grins. "He's actually a pretty good dancer, not as good as me of course. But... not really the 'tango' exactly, since you need two_

to perform that dance."

still skeptical "I can't see Lovi dancing really...maybe with you, but not of his own free will...."

doesn't wanna admit she kinda wants to learn now too

chuckles "You'd be surprised~". He plays a few more chords humming lightly to himself.

(( xD I'm imagining him wanting to play this for some reason ))

maybe he's right as Lovi and her dad know each other a whole lot better then she knows either of them. "Maybe..."

[[AWWEEEE Cute song~ *favourited it*]]

[[British spelling =w=]]

[[ I wonder why america insists on taking the u out of random worlds.. like color... ]]

begins to strum in a more rhythmic fashion, creating some random salsa melody. He looks up as he plays. "Didn't you say you wanted to learn_

how to dance, hija?" he smiles brightly at her.

nervous and doesn't know if she wants to anymore "M-maybe?"

continues playing, missing the sound of his old guitar. "Well I won't force you, hija~"

on it. She didn't want to be the only one in the family that couldn't... "Well, yea I do wanna learn..."

gently lays his guitar on the ground and stands next to her "What dance do you want to learn?" he asks, since there are a lot to choice from

kinda bad for making him teach her since he looked so happy with his guitar, but if even Lovi could dance "Uhm...Salsa? What do you and Lovi

know?"

smiles birghtly because he loves dancing, even more if it's with his daughter. "We'll there's more dancing than just the salsa, we have the_

tango, flamenco, and the rumba... but you're not allowed to learn the rumba~"

looks at him oddly "Hey, what's the rumba?"

stares down at her in a stern father-like manor. "A dance you may never ever perform, unless it's with your future spouse."

confused and even more curious. Sucks for her dad she inherited his stubbornness. "Why? What's it like? Why can't I dance it?"

glances to the the side nervously. "D-Don't you have a mother/friend that's a girl you can ask about it?!"

shakes her head "All my friends are guys. The closest thing I have to a mom is Iggy and he kinda wants to kill me right now. Why can't you_

tell me? You're my Padre...."

mutters a few spanish curses under his breath, regretting ever bringing it up.

looks up at him "Paaaaadre, tell meee~ Do you not trust me or something? It can't be that bad if you made it right?"

sulks more since he was the creator. "I trust you... just it's very... ahh..." struggles to find the right words. "p-passionate...?"

doesn't find passionate to be a bad thing. Her Padre is...passionate in nature and about his tomatoes right?

still curious "Well if that's all it is, I can't see why I can't do it..:

doesn't know how to explain how the dance is seriously just sex with clothes on... "It's very very very passionate, too passionate for you!"

pouts "Why? I don't see why you have to keep something from me that *you* made. What if I go learn from someone else? You won't even tell me

what it is. Maybe I should go ask Argentina or Brazil to show me..."

messages his throbbing temple. "Well I wasn't thinking like a father when I came up with it! It's inappropriate, so you should not go_

around asking other natioins!"

scowled "So you can do whatever you want and make up whatever dirty dance you want, but if I want to learn my heritage from you I can't?" _

she didn't think it wise to mention that whatever 'dirty dance' he was keeping her from, that her country was probably worse...

sighs "Can't I teach you another dance? Maybe.. I'll show it to you later. I really don't think you'll want to dance that what with me, si?"

even worse dances among the young folks of this generation but is smart enough not to bring them up.

decided that if it really was what he implied it was, then no. The Rumba was not a good father-daughter dance, and she would have to_

stealthy ask someone else. Argentina seemed like a nice guy... "Well what do you and Lovi dance to?"

fidgets nervously and looks away. "A-Ahh... we don't really dance together..." cause they would 'never' do the rumba or anything.

looked at him suspiciously "You and Lovi don't dance together? How do you expect me to believe that?"

crosses his arms and keeps his eyes fixed on a tree far far away. "S-Si... ask him yourself!" Lovi would obviously deny it.

grins, and takes out her cellphone. Texting Lovi quickly, she slipped the cell back into her pocket. "Done. He'll get back to me when he_

gets the chance...are you lying to me padre? Because I'll find out..."

laughs awkwardly praying to god that Lovi isn't open about their relationship for once in his life.

notes the awkwardness in his laugh "I'll take that as a yes..."

stubborn. "I am not lying!"

inherited that same stubborn streak "You can say that all you want, but you act differently..."

smiles to hide his nervousness. "I guess we'll have to see~" wishing she could send Lovi a mental message since it'd way too obvious if he_

pulled out his own phone.

shrugs "I'm not worried. You should be though. If it's something you have to lie to me about, then maybe I really should go and find out..."

notices her replying to her phone. "Sooo what did he say?"

lies easily "He says why do I need to know? That's not necessarily a denial not is it?"

tilts his head to the side, thinking it's odd that Lovi didn't deny instantly. "Can I see the text?"

curses to herself "I just deleted it, I didn't know you wanted to see it sorry..."

a bit of a sinister feeling behind his smile. "You're pretty crafty hija~ don't delete the answer, kay? Or I'll text him myself."

cursed internally, but played innocent "Crafty? Padre, I don't know what you're talking about. It was an honest mistake..."

just smiles back at her, not really believing a word that came out of her pretty little mouth. So he leans over her shoulder and waits for_

the next text.

steps back "Padre! You can't go into your daughter's cellphone, that's invasion of privacy!"

chuckles. "Well being a good parent I should moderate what your doing so you don't do anything bad~"

[[ lol I found a pretty good rumba vid on youtube, but I've seen like hardcore really sexy ones live before~

[[Nice. It's loading in my other window]

scoffs "Like what? Don't lie padre, I bet you were waaaay worse when you were my age. All I like to do is drink and party, that's it."

shurgs. "A proper padre must look after his hija~" he shudders in memory of his younger years, inquisition and being bossed around by_

the church and getting beat up...

paused, deciding she didn't want to know what caused the shudder. "I know you're making up for lost time and all, but what could I possibly_

be doing wrong via text?"

his eyes flicker to the lit up screen. "Did I just see a no~?"

rips her phone away "He's talking about something else. What did I just say about my privacy?"

"No need to get defensive unless you're hiding something, si? But... hasn't Lovi given you an answer yet?"

rolled her eyes "Lovi's been evading the question if you must know. Which is pretty much a yes since there's no denial involved...."

shook his head. "He's probably been telling you no and you just don't want to believe him~"

stares at him "You're being awfully quick to judge his denial...."

smirks back. "Do you not trust your brother~?"

scoffed "course I do. But you know the effect you have on him..."

acts oblivious, "Huh? What effect?" as he pulls out his phone for a second and quickly puts it back in his pocket.

glares at him "What was that?'

sticks his tongue out childishly. "Can't I have a little privacy?"

rolled her eyes 'If you're interfering...."

copys her motion. "Well you're obviously not getting anything out of him by this point~ can't I text him when I feel like it?"

frowned "You're cheating..."

grins at her text, and shows her dad triumphantly 'HA! I told ya so..."

looks confused as he reads the text, expecting to see a video of them doing the rumba or something.. "Oh~ I could have today you that!"

she missed the whole point of this argument, "Then why didn't you?"

taps his chin. "Well he was just a little thing back then~ I didn't really think that was what you were implying."

may have found a way to get useful info afterall? "What did you think I was implying?"

shrugs. "I thought you were talking about recently, cause we haven't danced together since Lovi was small~" lieessss.

narrows her eyes "LIES!"

chuckles. "Prove it~"

takes out her cellphone and texts like crazy before putting it back and grinning "Oh I will Padre. Just you wait, I will..."

frowns as he lets out a yawn. "You really are getting into this aren't you?"

shrugged "I'm competitive. Yet another thing I inherited from you. This is also bugging the crap out of me now, and I don't get why you guys

would hide this from me...."

shook his head again. "I told you I'm not hiding anything! I just wanted you to dance the freaking rumba~!"

paused and looked at him "Now you WANT me to dance it?

[[Loves typos <3]]

[[ jdsklfjadsklfjasd;lkf ; o ; fuckkk i'm tired ]]

[[ x'D whatever I'll go with it. ]]

paused for a moment, recollecting his thoughts. "I MEANT DON'T WANT YOU TO DANCE IT!! I SWEAR!!"

tried not to laugh "Well, what I heard you say was that you wanted me to dance it and who am I to deny my Padre? That Argentina guy seems_

alot nicer than Brazil...he's an idiot..."

pats her back. "Funny joke, hijia~ It's getting late and I think we're both getting a bit out of it. Let's go home, si?"

smiles sweetly "If you wanna think it's a joke then that's fine by me...I could use a quick nap anyways..."

takes her arms in his and gives her a fatherly look. "It IS a joke, unless you want me to kill one of them."

pauses "Really? They'll be dead? Because Brazil's kinda annoying..."

sighs, "I'm not going to kill him if you just think he's annoying..."

pauses

"Well...what if I said he made a comment about those costumes for Carnival...and how they cover up too much..."

"Did he say anything about you in the costume?

"

paused "Maybe?" lies. obviously...

's face grows darker. "I'll talk to the punk later... "

holds back laughter "Okay...padre, just don't go all Conquistador alright?"

just stares at her. "I think I was feeling more Inquisition...."

lets out a laugh "Te amo pardre. You're so awesome..."

chuckles along with her, ruffling her hair. "You need to work on you're Spanish, hija~ I think you mean, te quiero."

shrugged "Same diff, you get what I mean. I haven't really had to speak Spanish since Iggy got ahold of me anyways. But at least it's the_

second language in my home..."

pouts. "I still think you need to practice it more~ but that's what I'm here for, right?"

sighs at the prospect of effort being exerted. "True. I actually wouldn't mind picking Spanish up again...I guess you'll teach me right?"

smiles brightly at her trying. "Si~ Can you still roll your 'R's?"

"Uhm..." doesn't think he'll be pleased that they don't even complete their words most of the time... "I can try?"

rests his chin in his palm and waits patiently. "Sure give it a try~"

tries, and is pitifully hopeless

grimaces slightly. "Come on hija~ try again. Keep the tip of your tongue right behind the top of your gums."

tries a few more times and eventually gets it 8D

"I-is that okay?"

smiles proudly at her and exclaims, "Good job~ now try saying mi padre es impresionante!"

him a suspicious look "What's that mean?"

smiles. "Come onnnn~ just say it!"

pauses for a moment, trying to remember what she can of the language "mi papá es estúpido para que me preocupa y Lovino"

frowns, feeling guilty again. "That's not what I said..."

nudges her dad "mi papá es impresionante y lo quiero de todos modos

smiles soflty at that, kissing her forehead. "y mi hija es una de las cosas más hermosas y preciosas para mí ~"

pauses, trying to remember enough to work out what he says before grinning up at him "Aweeee te quiero padre...."