GOOD MORNING GERMANY
Ludwig woke up to the familiar scent of pasta close by, and alreadyguessed (with certainty) the source of the smell. He opened his eyes to the same familiar sight. Italy laying next there next to him with a lazy good-morning smile already in place.
He opened his mouth to scold Italy for being in his house, in his bed when he had his own but was silenced immediately by a flurry of morning chatter from the noisy boy next to him. Alas, he tried to pay attention to what Italy was saying, but he could hardly when he was normal let alone the fact that it was 4:30 am, and he was still more than half asleep, but the day for him begun and he knew that with italy around there was no hope in going back to sleep.
Then, he looked at the clock and noticed what time it was "only 4:30" he thought, then asked "Italy what are you doing here so early?" with a puzzled look. "Well..." italy began, with a shy grin "I kind of... spent the night." He smiled so that hopefully Germany wouldn'twouldn't hurt or yell at him. "The hell do you mean kind of? DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT SLEEP HERE TONIGHT?" he said unitntetionally loud. "Well I did, but you never get so worked up about it any other night i come here." Italy said but quickly regretted it. He jumped off the bed and ran to hide from the german man he knew would be mad when what he had said sunk in. "Italy!" germany yelled as he searched the house for the burnette that had cowardly run off somewhere. Finally he came to one of the only rooms he hadn't torn apart in the was about to pass by it seeing that it wasn't very big, but Italy was a very big nation. He moved the broken door to the side to reveal and there sat a cowering Italy. (since twisting the door knob was taking too long he pulled the door right off it's hinges.)
"Please, please don't hurt me, Germany. I won't ever do it again. I'm too youmg and pretty to die." Germany scooped the little italian boy in his arms, and carried him to the bedroom (Yeah Germany destroyed pretty much every room in the house in his little rampage, the only rooms that survived where the kitchen, bathroom, living room, bedroom, and supply closet, but only because he he found Italy before he had the chance to.) "Italy, one i will not hurt you, two you can stay here as long as you want to. It makes rescuing you alot easier, and I...kind of...ummm...enjoy you...you know, being here, with me...it makes me feel...Happy."
This story is kind of inspired by me and my friend. Me being Germany , and her being italy.