Strum Lil' Illatia

[Sujamma Addict 514]

 

As mi papà once told me, “bambino, one day I gonna show you how to play guitar and then you gonna get women like I got your mamma.”

“My papà knows how to play guitar better than anyone…”

Luchino’s papà, however, never got to teach his young boy for he was taken by the blight — driven mad, he turned on his Illatian ways of love and romance, and was cast out to live amongst the others. Mamma kept the guitar and hid it from little Luchino. She didn’t want to put her bambino through any more trauma.

“Mamma sent me to live with nonna where she taught me to cook my first dish,

lasagna.

She had special sauce and didn’t tell me recipe until I left her. Before I went, she gave me backpack and said, ‘Luchino, bring jacket with you. It’s cold!’ So I did as nonna told me and left. Banditos took it later when I went to the sand land.

“Bambino, there are only two things to love in life: food and beautiful women, and I am master of both.”

 

Luchino DeLuca hummed an Illatian tune while he checked on his tortellinis in the brick oven. The sixteen year old boy had just begun supper preparations for the ill-mannered Vanders of HallowVale Contracting.

“All they do is drink beer and eat bread! Whtat’sa mattah with them, eh?!”

He scrunched his nose and shook his fist — he would have a tough time teaching the neanderthals to evolve.

 

The boy walked back to the counter where two baguettes, each a foot long, sat on a cutting board with a knife wedged into it. Next to the board rested a journal where he had been hard at work, writing his document/menu, titled Domestic Services Handbook ( https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gMy_0K6-Ta4c1CBzHm__lHPZX_Nr_OTiBzUH1gb3KXs/edit?usp=sharing ).

 

“Illatia, there’s a package for you.”

 

Luchino turned to the towering giant with blonde hair and blue eyes that now stood in front of his counter with a large box in one hand, “Grazie, sig. Blondey!” He exclaimed as he held out his manos out wide. The Vander man simply dropped the box onto the counter without any regards to what was inside and marched off. Luchino examined closer and was surprised when he saw a signature.

“Nonna.”

Luchino peered out into the dining hall, making sure no one was around, and grabbed the box which wasn’t too heavy. He brought it back with him into the pantry over to his makeshift bed of hay, covered by an itchy wool blanket.

“Mi nonna… She is supposed to be in the seven skies. How can this be?!”

He scratched his head before slowly opening the box.

“Strum bambino. Strum and subdue your love with this guitar.”

 

“I am coming, Aisha.”

 

 

Edited October 25, 2015 by AlteredGENx

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