Rorie: Hi! I'm back very early with part 2 of my first story. I'm so happy because I get views so often even though I made part 1 earlier today. Enjoy and thanks for returning to my story.
"So this new day has been fun." Germany said.
They were in the bathroom brushing their teeth and flossing. Germany was in his usual tank top and boxers, no socks, he had took a shower earlier that evening so his hair was roughed up and not slicked back like usual. Italy was in his whole outfit, a long sleeve shirt, pants, and even a sleeping cap like Santa's hat, only Italy had a snowflake pattern on his entire outfit even though it was summer still. He disagrees with the temperature Germany keeps his house at though. After they had finished in the bathroom, they went to their rooms and feel asleep almost immediately. Germany heard Italy snoring. And he thought it would be the perfect time to proceed with his plan to in fact, kill Italy. He was so fed up with his idiotic behavior and the public embarrassment that he was in his point of view. He crept into Italy's room with a steak knife he had gotten from the kitchen. He was about to slice when he put to much pressure on one of the floor boards. *creeek* Italy sprung out of bed, taking the sheets with him.
"WHO ARE YOU? PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! Wait, Germany? Oh you scared me, hey, what are you doing with that knife?" he said.
"Oh I was just going to... to.. take the tags off of your mattress for you, I didn't mean to wake you." Germany said nervously.
"Germany, you know you aren't supposed to take the tags off of a mattress!"Italy said.
"Right it slipped my mind. It was just bugging me so I wanted to cut them off for you." Germany said, re-leaved.
"Okay, well goodnight Germany, see you in the morning. Oh and can we go to the park again tomorrow? I had a lot of fun!" Italy said.
"Uh sure, I guess. We can do that. Well, goodnight Italy." Germany said calmly.
With that, Germany returned to his room, disappointed. He thought he would finally get rid of him, for good. he got in his bed and fell asleep. The next morning Italy got out of bed, and made sure Germany didn't cut the tags off his mattress. He was pleased to find that he didn't. He ran to the kitchen because he smelled pasta in the pot. Germany had made his favorite.
"Thanks Germany!" Italy said with a mouthful of pasta.
"No problem, I thought I would make this to make it up to you for trying to take off your tags." Germany said.
Rorie: Thanks for reading this and Hetahearts thanks for the review on the last chapter. I will certainly take your advice on Italy.