Hey guys! So, here is my second one-shot on here. And I may post another story on here that I did on another website. But, this is based off of a Headcanon/Diary of Romano's, and yeah... ON WITH THE STORY!

- Romano's POV -

My eyes slowly blinked open as I woke up. I looked at the time and saw that it was 8 in the morning. I smiled and I rolled over, looking at Spain who was sleeping.

"God, you sleep for a long time..." I mumbled. I thought about what was going to be for breakfast, then decided that I should make some waffles. Spain did have a hard time yestereday... he is probabaly stressed out right now.

I got out of bed and pulled on some pants and walked downstairs, making as little noise as possible.

Now, you may all be thinking, "Why am I awake before Spain? And why am I trying to be quiet? Isn't Spain a morning persone?" Well, to end those rumors, he is not. He hates being woken up beofre his set ime to wake up. Which is around 9-10 in the morning. And he can get irritated very easily for about half an hour.

The morning is usually when I am happiest, because then I don't have to deal with stupidy or pissed off Spain. Its great.

I went downstairs, looking outside to see some squirrels outside, gathering some nuts. I chuckle as one trips over something, and then head back to what I was doing. Making breakfast.

I looked in the cupboards for some waffle stuff. Once I found them, I put them all on the counter. I grabbed a bowl to put the ingredients in, along with a fork. Hey, don't judge me! This is how I was taught!

I put all the ingredients in the bowl, accidently getting flower on me. I sighed when I knew I would half to clean it up, but I really didn't want to. I stirred together the ingredients, pouring them into the waffle iron. I closed it and set it to a time to beep while I cleaned up the flour and put everything else away.

I heard it beep just as I put the broom back where I got it, and I went over a took out the waffle. I set it on a plate and poured in some more batter. Just as I set the timer, I felt arms wrap around my waist and a chin placed on my shoulder.

"What are you making?" I heard Spain ask.

"Waffles." He hummed and it was silent for a bit. I looked at the clock and raised an eyebrow when I saw it was 8:30.

"You're up early," I stated.

"Yep," he mumbled. I turned around in his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Por qué?(why)" I asked.

"Because my little teddy bear wasn't there," he answered back. I chuckled and placed a kiss on his lips.

"Is that so?" I asked. "Well, your little teddy bear is making breakfast for you." Spain pouted.

"You should come back to bed," he said. I sighed and shook my head.

"I still have to finish making breakfast." Spain just stared at me. I turned back around in his arms, facing towards the waffle iron. It was silent again, then I felt Spain's hand leave my hips. I looked and saw his hand unplug the waffle iron.

"Hey! Spain-" I suddenly felt myself be lifted into the air. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Spain!" I yelled.

"Lets go to bed, Roma~"

Needless to say, they did the do