Germany was not the type to just stay quiet in what was happening in front of him. But he couldn't stop them from fighting one another. He tried, really, but it made the situation even worse. So he had to resort to doing something else, something that would keep his mind and patience off of the noise around him.
He tried observing Italy.
The Italian was apparently alone, doodling things that comes to his mind. Just how the heck could Italy shut the world around him like that? It's hard to do just that. He truly envies the Italian for not even making an effort to distract himself from the chatters and the distant shouts in the background.
Germany wished Italy could be like that in training - Unaffected by the cats lurking in the bushes for him to cuddle and take home, focusing on training for once instead of escaping just because training made him too tired. If that could happen, it would be a wish come true. He would be the happiest person on earth. But that could never happen.
Because this is Italy, that's why.
He watched the Italian as he happily wave his doodle, and sometimes shouting pasta. He does not know why his friend would shout his national food so loudly and so randomly. He sighed.
He knew he would be stressed just observing Italy, yet he did. Was he too desperate to cancel out the surrounding noise to settle on handling stress on watching Italy's actions? He could dismiss himself and get out of the room so he could get away from the chaos but no, he did not and instead focused all of his attention on observing Italy. Is he a masochist to torture himself like that?
He still continued with his observation.
Yes. Yes he is.
Author's note: So I was bored and decided to edit a story I made a month ago. This was supposed to be a story on comparing Italy and Russia but... I did not know that it would suddenly turn out like this.
Well, that's what making a story is all about; you will not know the outcome unless you try putting it into writing. So yeah.