Unforgetful Wishes

There was a loud knock on the door. The sound made Germany's head look up slowing then his head went back to his papers with inked cursive words.

"Germany! I brought Pasta!" Italy said happily behind the door.

"Pasta is the only thing he brings over. Otherwise it's white flags." Germany muttered.

Italy's knocking became louder each second. "Alright just come in already!"

Italy walked in with a plate of Pasta wrapped in plastic. "I made it just for you Germany!" he squealed.

"Ah thank you Italy. Just put it over there for me please."

"I hope you it enjoy it as much as I had fun making it!" Italy spoke while smiling.

"I'm going to ask you a question Italy. What are you doing here at midnight?" Germany said.

"I couldn't sleep nor stop thinking about pasta! So, I brought you some pasta that I made. I thought you might need it since you're always up so late working on papers and all."

"I see. Well, thank you for bringing me Pasta for the 5th time today. You can leave now."

"But if I do leave, I won't be able to sleep!" he shook his head.

"That's when you close your eyes you dumby!" Germany while getting up to push Italy out the door he came into.

"Now, I have to get back to my work before it's too late."

While sitting down Germany looked over to the Pasta sitting on the small table near the door. It did look tasty but he wasn't hungry for eating Pasta anymore that day. He looked back to his stacked papers to the right of him. "Maybe I should also get some sleep." He mumbled.

He crawled into his bed pulling the blankets over his head. "I wish Italy was not annoying. I would probably be not so stressed out. I take care of him, I also worry about him because he's vulnerable without anyone else. If only there was one day where he was just normal. No more Pasta Loving Freak." Germany thought as he drifted into a deep sleep.

"Where am I? What is this place?" Germany fiercely said to a figure in the distance.

"You wished something. You will have that wish take over your humanity! But next time, be careful for what you wish for!" the figure shouted with whispers following behind.

"What?!"

A small spark flew by Germany's face. Many more small sparks went by. He looked down by his feet. There was a hole starting to become larger.

"W-WHAT?!"

The hole finally broke right under Germany's feet.

"WAHHHH!" he screamed.

"H-How is this even possible?!"

"It's only going to begin, Germany." A voice whispered.

It seemed that nothing was going right. He felt vulnerable. He couldn't fight back the sounds and voices that went through his head as he fell what it seemed like forever. Then he saw it. The figure. It was someone he saw before. Though he couldn't remember. It's like his memory of this person was fading away, slowly. The scarf he was wearing wasn't moving. It's like he wasn't even falling. "Who are you?"

"You'll find out when you awake to your nightmare….."

The voice was cut off by a sound very alarming.

"Hey, Germany! Wake up you shitball!" the voice said.

Germany's eyes fluttered open many times.

"Italy! What are you doing here?"

"You told me to wake you up before you went to bed. You said you needed to do something."

"What? I don't remember anything like that. And how come your voice is different?"

"What are you talking about? My voice has always been this dark."

"What is going on here?" Germany though to himself.