Ludwig's POV:
I was currently walking through my home looking for Italy, sometimes I start to worry about him when I can't seem to find him. The next thing I know, Feliciano pounced on me and was saying something about making pasta for supper. But, I am not quite sure, I was too caught up in thought.
Feliciano's POV:
Even though Germany looked like he was thinking I dragged him to the couch and started to play with his hair as we watched TV. Germany always seemed to relax when his hair was played with. So we kept watching TV but then, I noticed something that was...
Different...
I looked down at Germany's hair and I noticed, He had a very tiny curl...
I tried my best to not touch it but I failed!
The next thing I knew Germany had pinned me to the couch, and staring down at me with lust-filled eyes. But I noticed the lust quickly draining, I had to fix that, so I knocked over Germany's leg, quickly flipped myself over with Germany, and I was pinning him in 5 seconds flat. At first Germany looked surprised but the lust came flooding back. Germany then picked me up and took me to his room. It was yet the best and worst night ever, I did enjoy myself, but it was the only time I burnt pasta...
Because, if you don't already know...
Germany is my Pasta...