During one of his exercises Germany broke one of his hands. only 3 days after he was let out of the hospital his little sister britney. she began being bad and broke lots af rules. Germany couldint punish her so he asked italy to.

"Feliciano, you have to punish her now!"

"No! You-a punish her!"

"How? My hands broken. It's been broken. I cant punish her, Italy!"

"But I have-a never-a punished anyone! What-a am I supposed to-a do!?

"Use your vooden spoon."

"WHAT!?

"You know vhat I mean."

"I can't-a spank her! I've-a never spanked-a anyone! Germany, please don't-a make-a me spank her!"

"Listen, Italy. I don't like to spank her, either, but ve have to."

"Ok...But I don't-a want you to watch."

"I understand".

Italy walked into the room of Britney - Germany's younger sister - with a wooden spoon. He walked up to the door and opened it. "Hello?"

"Hi, uncle Italy."

"Um...Britney, we-a have-a to talk..."

"Ok, uncle Italy. Wait, why do you have a spoon?"

Poor Italy began to get scared. "Well, um...G-Germany-a wants me to-a punish you."

"WHAT!? NOTWE NICIE LELOT LITE!" Britney began to shout in her native tongue. Italy didn't mind, since he knew her language.

"Please-a, Britney, calm down. I don't-a like-a to do this, but-a it has to be done. Come...Let's-a get this over with."

Britney walked up to Italy and her bared her bottom before laying herself across his lap. Raising the wooden spoon, Italy then brought it down hard. "OW UNCLE!" *smack* "STOP!" *Smack* "PLEASE!" *smack*smack*smack* "WHAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHA!" Italy was trying hard not to cry. He kept his rhythm and didn't speak. "WWWWWWWWHHHHHHAAAAA!" *smack* "UNCLE ITALY, PLEASE STOP! IM SORRY!" *smack* The Italian kept spanking her for a good 10 minutes before stopping. He stood her up, gently pulling up her shorts and panties before giving her a warm hug.

"Shhh...It's-a over, little one". Italy's eyes began to fill with tears as he rocked and comforted the child.

Downstairs, Germany was listening to everything. He walked upstairs and into the room, where he saw Italy and Britney. Italy was teary-eyed, and Britney was in the bed, sobbing in her sleep. "Are you ok, Italy?"

"Si, but I feel-a bad-a for her ."

"I understand. I felt the same, vhen I first had to spank her, but you did good."

After talking Italy, Germany and Britney all spent the day together.