ciao alberto

CIAO! Indie . Sel . Priv . Alberto Scorfano of Disney Pixar’s Luca. 

🐟 Penned by Sav/Mamabear Mun is 18 + so mutuals 18 + only 🐟

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➸    ―       ❛     Seriously     ? I     do     this     all     th’     time     !      ❜   As     a     child     who     lived     at     a     train     yard     , what     else     would     he     do     ?     Sneaking     onto     trains and     even     going     as     far     as     to     riding     them     to random     destinations     was     one     of     the     gull’s     favorite ways     to     play     ! ➸    ―       ❛     Alright.     I’m     in     !     Lets     see     what     secrets this     baby’s     got     in     it     !      ❜   The     kid     snickers     ,     looking     ‘round     for     any     adults before     going     ahead     and     climbing     into     an     open     train     car.

❝  Yeah-haaha! Alright! ❞ Alberto merely laughs when the young waterfowl expresses that he does this only the time. Great! Alberto had always been more interested in vespas as a preferred way of travel, though really that was down to a lot of struggling to understand anything outside of what he knew, or at least thought he knew, already. 

He liked knowing things. He didn’t like to seem dumb and things he didn’t know where challenging and oddly scary considering he is a kid who likes who on the surface seems overly confident. He does the same, peering from behind the train. No that conductor would be gone for at least ten minutes.

☀ ❝ You were just a boat!? Now you’re a metal man! I can’t believe it! This is amazing! You’re amazing! ❞ He is acting like the first time he saw a vespa here. Can you blame him? He just witnessed the sea mech transform into a golem of metal before his very own eyes. 

Prior Alberto had been swimming to beat the loneliness. So the sudden moment was very welcome. He remains there afloat, wide eyes and sharp-tooth smile as he stares up at the other with admiration and bewilderment.  ❝ You’re so cool! ❞

So Alberto did have a guardian of some sort. “Well, I reckon I’d ought’a ask yer ol’ man first b’fore ye take a trip on the other side of the world,” Bruce said. “Wouldn’t want ye to just up and leave outta the blue.” And while he was at it, Bruce could give the father a stern talking-to about letting his own child go hungry. It was one thing if the area was famished and barren. The clear waters and ample vegetation of the area said otherwise, and even an adult could surely scavenge some sort of meal for his offspring. At the very least, not leave him alone in the open waters to face down a territorial shiver of hammerheads!

The great white finished his last bite of the carcass. If he minded his energy output, Bruce could stay sated for weeks. And an ample amount of meat remained on the carcass for the locals to feast. “Aye, so long as there aren’t any orcas,” the shark admitted  “Can’t say my kind goes up well against them.” Not when orcas knew how to flip sharks onto their backs, paralyze them, and then bite out the shark’s livers. “Luckily, they tend to stick to the western side of the Mediterranean. But if we did come ‘cross one, we’d need to high-tail outta there, fast.” He would also need plenty of fuel to out-swim an orca. Especially a pod of them. 

Bruce glanced over at Alberto, and arched a brow as he studied the boy. “Ye know I’m not gonna eat anyone if ye do wanna look around the Seafolk Town,” the shark said, misreading Alberto’s hesitation and hoping to ease the boy’s trouble mind. 

He stills.  ❝ Yeah... though he’s probably not around at the moment. He’s-❞ Alberto had not had much practise at lying to strangers yet but it was becoming increasingly impossible the more they spoke of his father so he was going to attempt to not bring him up again lest he want to be caught in the lie. He offers a pinched smile.  ❝ He’ll be back though. ❞ Better not say anymore on that. 

Orcas? Alberto’s never seen one thankfully but you hear tales. Sometimes he wondered if land really was more dangerous than the ocean. He felt safe on his island, albeit lonely and trapped. Though there was isolation in the water too. He was not welcome in seafolk society either. So he stuck to what he knew mostly. 

For whatever reason, Bruce has shown him kindness and patience, even fed him so far and it leaves him with a sour feeling in his stomach to think that the shark would see Alberto’s hesitation was perceived to be reluctance to be seen hanging out with him. 

*   𓋒   caro  @pvachypessa​​​   : “ i thought i could give you a better life. instead, i’m the reason it’s gotten worse… i’m so sorry. “ :3C

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏

As angry as Alberto may have seemed with the Princess, the sour expression dissipates. No...he was not angry with her. He had never had a motherly role model around, his own mother died when he was very small. Alberto had not even heard that information from his father but from Luca’s parents when he had informed them that he was Scorfano. Bruno never spoke much of Matilde. Which made Alberto question now if he ever loved her or if he had planned on leaving her behind too had she been alive.

Tears stanning his face with blue-purple scales. He wipes his nose on his freckled shoulder. He had been attempting to make a break for it, bundle packed, full of cookies that Peach had baked him. He had gotten worked up when he broke a special relic in the castle that must have meant a lot to the Princess. Surely she didn’t want him here anymore but her words...Was she blaming herself?

 ☀ ❝   ...At least you tried. ❞ No. That’s not what he meant to say! Carp only knows that Alberto has scarcely felt so safe and loved. All of that quickly fell apart. It wasn’t her. It was him. Alberto was just a terrible son.  ❝   It’s not your fault. ❞ He whimpered. ❝  It’s me. ❞

If this was his this parental relationship, crumbling to pieces then that meant that it was HIM not them. He doesn’t know much about fact for fiction but he knows enough to see that if he was the only common thing in all of those...equations(?) yes equations. Then the problem lies withing him. He bit his lip. He wanted to be held but he didn’t dare throw himself at the pink clad princess. Instead hugged himself. His father always told him not to cry. 

*   𓋒   caro  @mixnmuse​: “ it’s like you’re not really here; even when you are. “ (luca to alberto because angst)

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏

Sea Green eyes wild like the waves crashing to the shore, his eyes widen, and lip quivers before he could even stop his expression from betraying him. Grinding his teeth together to will back any tears or outburst; cry or shout of pain and confusion. Luca’s words catch him off guard and hit him like a harpoon through his chest. 

Alberto fastens his fingers into fists, knuckles cracking from the pressure. How could he have been so stupid? He has been distancing himself. Not because he didn’t want to be near Luca...sharks no. The opposite. He wanted Luca with him always, so badly that he was afraid it would suffocate the other boy and tear them apart. He missed their soft touches, hugging  and lying together atop of the abandoned lighthouse of Guilia’s hide out over summer when Alberto surrendered her room back to her.

He bit back the tears, biting his own lip until it bleeds.  ☀ ❝ Luca...❞   Stupid boy. Stupid boy abandoned on a rock before his father taught him how to be a man. And the only way he had known how to handle the first friend he had ever had was to act jealous and possessive. He doesn’t want to look at Luca, if he does, if he dares he knows he would break. A lot has happened since they were apart. 

Nick noticed the boy’s fingernails digging into shoulders, concern and sadness washing over the fox’s emerald eyes. He resisted the urge to grab a hold of Alberto’s wrists to pull them away from where he was picking on. He’d noticed the thin white scar as his jaw clenched slightly.

“I may not know you but…everybody needs care and love.” Nick gently responded, his eyes widening in genuine surprise. “No. You’re not a bad kid. You’re just a kid who went through a lot.” He then added, narrowing his emerald eyes with a kindhearted and serious look. “I don’t know who…left you but you are worth more than what others has told you.”

Nick was actually listening to him, and holding him and his tangerine  fur was comforting. It was everything Alberto needed right now. The boy was not as unshakeable as he likes to let on. Snivelling, he wipes his nose on his own shoulder. 

If he didn’t know any better, which huh he really doesn’t regarding Nick, he would have said that Nick was speaking from experience. 

This was usually when Alberto would scoff, claim it was a charade, that he has everything under control...yet no such thing occurs. More? He cannot sate the nose twitch and the quivering of his lip.