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Is Pierogi Russian?
Romano was going to marry Russia. No, wait, Romano was going to marry Poland. Poland was in a white dress walking down the aisle holding onto Ivan's arm. No wait, Poland was holding onto Mr. Tusk's arm. Romano was in front of the altar with Felicano beside him acting as the best man.
Romano stood tall and proud and. Happy? Once Feliks reached the front and let go of Mr. Tusk's arm, Felicano switched between being the best man to being the minster. "We are gather here to today to watched the marriage of Lovino Vargas and Feliks Lukasiewicz in the name of pasta!" In place of a bible in his hand, he held a bowl of pasta. Pierogi to be exact. Felicano pulled a fork out from under the plate and smeared a Pierogi in half.
Romano took on half and fed it to Feliks. Feliks took the other half and fed it to Romano. That was their version of a kiss.
"Oh my God! This is like totally awesome!" Feliks squealed, clapping his/her hands, the bouquet in between. Romano dipped Feliks in for a kiss.
Afterwards at the reception, Lithuania was found with his,tie loose, at the bar sobbing. "Feliks, was my best friend and I was in love with him. How could he have done this to me!" Ukraine was about to swoop in with some kind words but Ivan stepped in, threw Toris over his shoulder and carried him off to a disclosed location.
"I love you more than imaginable." Romano kissed Feliks on the nose. He turned to the camera and gave a very Prussia-like smirk. Wait, was Romano turning into Gilbert? Gilbert's face quickly appeared in Romano's body before converting back into Romano. "Potato-bastard and Antonio, you guys can go fuck yourselves!"
Something small peeked out from the blanket that Feliks was suddenly carrying. It was a baby. A baby with Romano's face but with a very Feliks' like grin on it's face holding a-
Ludwig woke up from the dream, barely contain a scream. What the fuck was going on?!?! He scanned the vicinity relieved to see he was only in his room and it was all just a dream.
Remind him, never to let Felicano feed him Pierogi with Romano cheese in it. That nightmare was terrible.
"Ludwig!" Felicano yelled running in naked into Ludwig's bedroom.
"What is it? We need our sleep! We have training tomorrow!" Ludwig barked.
"Ve~ Ludwig's being mean!" Felicano cried.
"I'm sorry. What it is?" Ludwig asked, this time more gently.
"Romano and Feliks just announced the birth of their baby. They're naming it Pierogi! Just like I suggested!"
Ludwig fainted.
Author's Note: This was based on a question I asked my dad last night while I ate dinner. I was eating some Pierogi and asked him if it was Russian. He said no, because it was pasta, it was Italian. Then I reminded him that ramen was pasta and it was Japanese.
When I got home from school today, my mom had left some Pierogi in case I was hungry. I heated it up and grabbed the box it was in(It was a frozen meal from Mrs. T) and thought it was funny because my mom tried to make it look like the front cover. I read the cover while eating. Then I saw that one of the cheeses in the Pierogi was Romano. The story started to form in my head and by the time I was done eating, I decided to make this Ludwig's nightmare. I went on Google and discovered Pierogi were Polish.
Low and behold, this story was completed.
In case you're wondering, Mr. Tusk, is Donald Tusk, the Prime Minister of Poland.