"Ve~ Holy Roman Empire~!" said Italy, skipping towards his dear friend with a painting under one arm.
"Italy?" said Holy Roman Empire, "What is it?" Italy held up his painting.
"Do you like it~?"
"Uh... What is it?"
"It's the stars, ve~!"
".. I love it, Italy."
Years later
"Ve~? What's this?" said Italy, pulling out a painting out of the old chest. "Oh! This must be one of the paintings I made when I was small! But... what was it about again...?" He spent a while sitting there, thinking. "I can't remember! Maybe Germany can figure out what it is!" And with that, Italy jumped to his feet and skipped over to Germany's house.
At Germany's house
Italy burst into the German's shower. "Germany, Germany!" he called, unfazed by the taller nation's nakedness.
"Gah! Italy?" yelled Germany, horrified, trying to cover himself. "What is it?" Italy showed him the painting.
"What do you think this painting is?" asked Italy. For some reason, Germany's heart skipped a beat.
"Stars," he whispered almost instantly.
"Stars?" echoed Italy, turning it over to take a good look at it. "Ve~ Now that I look at it, it does look like stars! Grazie Germany!" Italy turned to leave.
"Wait Italy!"
"Huh~? Yes?"
"When did you paint that?"
"Ve~? When I was very small! I remember painting it for someone, but I can't remember who~"
"... Can I have it?"
"Ve~? Sure! But why? It's not the best I've painted~"
"I... think it's very good," Germany said, smiling slightly. "In fact... I love it."'
Author's Note: OH THE CLICHENESS. 8D I FAAAAAIL~ Written for dA's 100-Heta-Challenge. Theme 34: Stars