A/N: Hello, for the third time tonight. It seems as if my updating weekly thing is a hoax because here I am again.

Sorry...

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, I own this fanfic. Now that that is out of the way, let's get on with the fanfic!

Recap: Charlie came to meet Ludwig and they caught up as old friends. Charlie stated that he would be coming over the next day to talk about something important with Ludwig.

Story (Finally): On the way up to Germany's room, Italy woke up.

"Germany? Where are we going?" said the tired Italian.

"We are going to sleep."

"Where is Charlie?"

"He went home. He said he would be back tomorrow but you have to go to America's house."

"Why?" Whined the tinier of the two, complaining that he couldn't stay with Germany all day long.

"Because Charlie asked to speak with me privately. Do you have a problem with Charlie and I being alone together?" asked the German, almost teasing the other.

"No..." said the other, blushing.

The two got to the room and went to sleep, both wondering what would happen the next day. Morning came and Germany rose before Italy, a given especially with how much of a freeloader Italy is. Germany got dressed in his usual outfit and went down stairs to prepare food. Italy rose earlier than usual and also went downstairs thinking that it was later than it actually was.

"Ve~? Germany, did you wake up late? Normally, you have breakfast ready by the time that I wake up..." said the small Italian drowsily.

"No, but you are up early."

Italy took pleasure in that even though the reason he got up so early today was because of his dream. "I had a bad dream. I thought that you left and America and England and Japan and everyone else left me all alone. I was so scared. And then Charlie appeared out of nowhere and had you next to him. I said 'Hello Germany!', to you, but you just ignored me and continued walking with Charlie. Charlie heard me though... He looked at me with this... this..." Italy began to cry. He didn't like talking of his lover's friends like this, but he had to be honest with him too. "He looked at me with this terrible look. It said, 'I took everything from you... What will you do about it?' " Italy cried harder. "Germany, I was so scared..."

By this point in time, Germany had stopped what he was doing and came over to the tinier of the two. He put his arms around Italy, and kissed his forehead, gently. "Feli... I will never leave you." He said, and went back to making breakfast.

"I'm sorry, Germany." said Italy. The two had breakfast and then waited for about 30 minutes before taking today's to-do list into course. Italy had to go to America's house and Charlie reeeeeallllly had to talk to Germany. And that was it. Aside from measly house chores, that was ll the two hd to do today before they could sit down and goof off.

Knock, knock, knock.

The door was opened by Italy, who then left after seeing Charlie walk in. Off to America's house I go! Thought Italy, eager to see his friend, but also eager to come back home.

"Buh-Bye Germanyyyy!" Italy shouted behind him, and skipped off to America, who was also walking over to Germany's to pick him up.

"Hello, Ludwig." Charlie said, and slipped something in his pocket.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnd sceenne!

~Cliffy! Gonna have to red the next chapter now, aren't yah?

Ohonhonhonhon!

Ciao!~~~~~~~~SpainDeBoss