Blue sky coloured eyes struggled open, trying to adjust to the light of the room, the owner of this eyes sat up and groaned in pain holding his shoulder for a few seconds. A bloodied bandage was tied tightly around the creatures shoulder, a bullet wound it seemed if wewe looked carefully. The creature was in fact a white bunny with curly chokoleti brown hair. The bunny, au to be zaidi formal, rabbit, threw the covers off him and struggled out of bed; almost smashing his face into the floor while in the process. The rabbit yawned and stumbled down the stairs.
As soon as the white rabbit with blue eyes and brown hair set foot in the kitchen, he was glomped/tackled to the ground kwa a black haired black bunny that had shining hazel eyes, resulting a shout from the white rabbit,
"CHE CAZZO!?" (THE FUCK!?) he yelled out surprised as the black rabbit snuggled into the white rabbits chest,
"Buenos Dias hermano menor~!" (Good Morning little brother) the black rabbit replied cheerfully looking at the white rabbit,
"Buon Giorno anche a te fratellone, ma perfavore, will wewe stop tackling me? It hurts Antonino" (Good morning to wewe big brother, but please)
"Oh....okay piccolo frattelo Celso"(Small brother) Antonino pouted as he got up and helped out Celso off the ground,
"Breakfast is ready frattelo" he added as he pointed to the chakula on the table, Celso sniffed and he almost started drooling. Antonino had made him a breakfast that included his most favourite fruit, tomatoes~. Celso almost skipped to the meza, jedwali and sat down, happily taking a bite out of his food, his eyes sparkled and hugged Antonino,
"Grazie fratellone!" (Thank wewe big brother!) he beamed out sitting himself back down and he started eating again. Antonino grinned widely and drank his cappuccino, Italian made of course, he wasn't going to allow himself to drink a cup of coffee from those English and Americans, ughh, it made him sick to the stomach of how those two countries thought they were good as Italians at making coffee and Italian foods, he really wanted them to shoot them down. One. by. one. Antonino suddenly shook the thought away and drank the rest of his delicious ITALIAN MADE cappuccino.
After Celso finished his breakfast he went upstairs. He quickly took a kuoga and dried his hair. Celso then put on a black shati and black skinny jeans, a brown ukanda hung from his waist, it wasn't just a normal ukanda it, was those Cowboys one, with the pockets on either side that hold guns. And of course, two spotless hand guns were stuffed in those pockets, he put a white koti, jacket on, ending at his elbows and stomach, he stashed zaidi guns and weapons on him somehow without making himself look suspicious. at last he took black sunglasses and pulled them up to the juu of his head, pulling his fringe out of his eyes. He sighed and went down to be met with Antonino all ready and waiting kwa the door, Antonino had basically the same thing on that Celso had on kwa his shati was white and his koti, jacket was black and green, he also had the same glasses in the same place but Antonino's fringe was still in the way of his eyes. The kissed each others cheeks as a proper greeting and went out of the door.