DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia.
Italy sat there, listening to Germany as he set the other nations straight. Telling them they had to raise their hand, that they only had eight minutes to talk, and a few other things. When he was finished, Italy raised his hand, thinking it'd be awesome to be the first to say something.
"Germany recognizes his friend Italy!"
'Uh oh. What do I say? I really didn't think this through!' Italy sat there, his brain going a mile a minute to think of something to say. What could he say? All the nations were looking at him, their eyes were beating down on him, especially his brother's Romano. 'Why can't my brother just keep his mouth shut!' thought Romano. Italy looked at them, his mind blank, they were waiting for him to say something! 'Think, Italy, think! What can I say?!' suddenly his eyes light up, he knew what he could say to get himself out of this!
"Paaastaaaa!"
They all just looked at him, and laughed a little. Italy let out a nervous chuckle as they averted their attention to something else. 'That was a close one!'
