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Italy sat quietly bundled up under a snow covered tree thinking to himself wondering what everyone would be doing for Christmas. He had received an invitation to come to his family Christmas party which he absolutely loved because it meant he could see his family. Austria and Hungary always threw the party but it wasn't a party just a social gathering. Italy sighed softly letting out a sad like "Veh~" as he continued to think. Honestly Italy never thought so much in his life but he was happy to see his family once again, seeing his big brothers Spain, and Romano along with the only parents he knew Austria and Hungary. He looked up at the white sky closing his eyes as snow began to fall.

"Italia?" A familiar German voice rang through his ears, which made him bounce up and run over to the German releasing a very soft pleasant "Veh~" as he hugged the over sized German.

"Germany~" He dug his head into the German's chest as he sighed softly.

"Italy we must go in to the house the snow is about to come down." The German sighed wrapping his arms around the Italian who squeezed him even tighter, as they walked inside.

"Dotsui?" The Italian sat down and started to drink some hot coco.

"Ja, Italia?" the German looked up at the Italian who looked away a little. The German became a little worried about his friend. "What is it Italy?"

"I was wondering if Germany wants to spend Christmas with me and my family. Germany doesn't have to though….it's just a thought." The Italian looked at the German who smiled softly but sighed.

"I'd love to but I'm spending Christmas alone this year." The German took a sip of his beer. Italy didn't want that answer; he knew Germany always spent Christmas alone, at least since his brother Prussia died.

"Germany!~" The boy almost pleaded. "Please spend Christmas with me and my family. I don't want Germany spending Christmas alone…" The small Italian looked over at the German with pleading eyes. "Please?"

"Italia…" Germany sighed thinking it over smiling softly. "I will spend Christmas with you and your family."