It was just another meeting, nothing special. Everybody was fighting and Romano was yelling at Germany, nothing was different. That was about to change though once Germany's thoughts took a turn.
Why does Romano hate me so much He thought maybe it's the 'roman empire' thing. "Hey Romano?" He asked.
"What do you fucking want potato-bastard, I was yelling at you?" Romano yelled at Germany. "Why do you hate me? Is it that thing between our grandpas? Because in all fairness your grandpa started it." The German asked.
"What are you talking about potato-bastard?" Romano said curiously. Just then Prussia walked into the room and patted Germany on the back saying. "Are you talking about how we totally kicked his grandpas ass?" Prussia asked grinning like a mad man. Germany sighed and pushed his hair back.
"No Prussia, I was asking why Romano hated me and asked if that was the reason." Germany told Prussia. Romano was shaking in anger and sorrow. "You killed grandpa Rome." Romano said. Italy just now fully understanding what they were talking about got tears in his eyes. "Germany, is that true?" Italy asked in tears. Prussia started grinning and patted Germany on the back.
"Yep, germany here got to take the final shot at the traitor. I was so proud of Mein kleiner Bruder." Prussia said completely oblivious to the Italians moods. Italy had bursted out in tears and Romano was getting held back by Spain. Through all of his tears Italy managed to choke out a 'why?' Germany's face suddenly darkened.
"Italy how do you think your grandpa acquired all the land he had? I can guarantee people didn't just give him the land. He fought but our grandpas were friends and never attacked each other. Until one day Rome betrayed our grandpas trust, he just attacked without warning. He killed his best friend in greed. We got revenge, our grandpas people were discriminated against because they were 'barbarians.' We had no other jobs but to fight for a meager amount of money. We took half the empire and at the last battle I got to take on Rome myself and won." The German had finished with a slight grin on his face.
"You killed our grandpa, YOU BASTARD." Romano screamed. Both German nations became furious at this.
"You killed ours, and your grandpa would've killed us to if it weren't for the fact that I hid Germany and that he said, and I quote 'You disgusting freak of nature. I don't need to kill you, your own people will." Prussia was by far furious and Germany the same. Romano didn't look the slightest bit guilty and Italy was still bawling his eyes out. The other nations looked shocked at what was happening.
They continued fighting until the other nations broke it up. Everyone called the meeting off until the next day and when the next day came no one talked about what happened the other day. The German and Italian brothers became more distant. But a few months later Italy started talking to each other again. Things went back to the usual way they were and no one spoke of it ever again.
DONE. I had this idea in my head for awhile now because we were learning about it in s.s. The whole 'Roman empire being rude' thing just popped in my head and I saw it fit with the time period.