Italy And Germany Go To AWA Part 1
By Brink
The pair walked down the hotel hallway, looking at all the tables set up along the way. Various merchandise selling for ridiculously high prices: plushies, manga collections, and cosplaying sets galore. The two European friends gazed at the massive lines of fan girls waiting to purchase whatever their hearts desired. Crazy, obsessed teenagers with huge wallets and multiple mental instabilities all squealing with glee. They paid no attention to the pair, something they were very thankful about.
One of the men, a short, happy faced fellow with brown hair that had an adorable curl to it, looked to his ally. "Germany," he said in an anxious Italian accent, "When do you think the others will notice us?"
Germany, tall and sophisticated with slicked back blonde hair, replied in a deep, strict voice, "Hopefully never, Italy. I'd hate to see what happens after they recognize us."
Italy nodded in agreement, trying to cover his face in secrecy. He had no clue why he and Germany had decided to attend AWA this year. Maybe because somebody named Todd Haberkorn was here. No idea who he was, but Italy had liked the sound of his name. Now, seeing all these crazy otakus packed into one building, he was beginning to regret his decision to attend.
"So, where are we going, doitsu?" Italy asked his essential protector, since he was too cowardly and frightened to wander alone. He relied on Germany to guide him in situations like this. God knows what trouble the poor, pasta loving country could end up in on his own.
"I want to get an autograph from this Vic Mignogna. He played Tamaki Suou in Ouran Host Club," Germany said as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out an autograph book.
"I didn't know you where into shojo," Italy spoke, looking at his long time friend with an odd expression.
Embarrassed beyond believe, Germany hurriedly shouted, "No, no, no! I mean, I only like it for the humor! It's a funny show! It's not because I have some interest in shows made for teenage girls!"
"Hahahaha," the country laughed at his friend. Wearing a catlike grin, Italy continued his walk down the hall looking for Vic Mignogna. So many tables, so many attendees. The majority of the fans were dressed in cosplay: some going as One Piece characters, others as Lucky Star girls. The majority though were clothed as people Italy knew very well: countries from his own world of Hetalia.
It definitely confused poor Italy. Seeing a multitude of Russias in one place was enough to send anyone into a panic attack. Almost freaking out, Italy Veneziano stops in his tracks and looks around for Germany. When the strict neat freak is nowhere to be found, the horrifying truth dawns on Italy. The two have been separated. And now Veneziano is stuck all alone amongst the freaks and geeks of the AWA Convention.
Crying out for his comrade, he shouted, "Doitsu! Doitsu! Where are you, Germany?"
His shrieking gained him the attention of the surrounding mass crowd. Near a hundred girls turned to stare at him, and together spoke a resounding, "Awwwwwwww."