Inudigfan201 here! Welcome to a brand new zany tale about everyone's favorite pasta loving Italian. This story fallows the events of The Origins of Germany. If you haven't read that, then you'll get pretty lost. You'll ask questions like: Who the heck is this chick talking about? Who is this? Why is this happening? Who, what, when, where, why?

So…

Enjoy "00…Italy?"

Ch, 1. Vargas, Feli Vargas

The time was near the end of the Cold War! Germany had married his high school sweetheart, Kayman, and his brother moved in with them. Japan had married his high school sweetheart, Juli, as well. Everyone was pretty happy.

Crystal decided to spend time with her mother and siblings, leaving Italy alone for a little while. Or was he?

Italy sat at his kitchen table drinking sweet ice tea that Crystal had introduced to him. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and he didn't have a care in the world. On the table was a red table cloth and a picture of Crystal that had the words "love you" on the bottom that she gave him as a birthday present. He smiled at the picture as he thought to himself, 'she's so-a thoughtful'.

A red light flashed above him. Smiling, he sat down his glass as the floor tile under his wooden chair moved away. The chair rocked him out and he started to free fall down the chute. He landed on a thick blue mat that felt like a big soft pillow. The mat was in a huge dark room. At the end of the room sat a desk with a swivel chair behind it. And behind that were a bunch of medium sized TVs that were connected to the same feed that made up the whole wall.

Italy smiled and hopped off the mat and walked the end of the room.

Britain swiveled around in the chair and he looked serious. "we have a problem Italy."

Italy casually smiled. "what a is it a chief?"

"Russia." Britain raised his vary bushy eyebrow.

"what about a Russia? Has he dominated a all of a Europe?" Italy was serious as well.

"not yet. No, worse."

"worse?" Italy raised an eyebrow.

"he's been kidnapped!"

"but who would a kidnap Mr. Big n' Scary himself?" Italy became slightly worried.

"and that's not the half of it! China is also missing!"

"China too?"

"no one has seen them in the past month and we're getting worried. It's up to you Italy. Find them."

"on it a chief!" Italy saluted.

America walked in smiling. "you've got the standers." He handed Italy a back pack.

"thanks." Italy smiled back. He then turned around and started to head for the exit.