In Italy, Romano had said that Germany couldn't come with Italy today, because he was sick. Italy wanted to go around town with Germany, so he went with Romano instead. Romano just wanted to eat tomatoes, so they agreed on going to an art museum then going to a farmers market to pick out some tomatoes for Romano.
"Big brother! Big brother!" Italy shouted, "Look at this lovely painting! It has a bunch of pretty woman in it!".
"I don't care! Let's just get out of here and get some tomatoes!" Romano shouted.
Italy didn't hear him, because he was talking to the women in the painting. "Oh I know, mhmm, mhmm." Italy swooned.
"Italy!" Romano shouted even more annoyed than before. By now, Italy was talking to a couple of real women.
"Hey you ladies are cute! Do you want to come with me and my brother to the farmers market? We can get some tomatoes and you can come home with us and I'll make you pasta-"
Italy was cut off by Romano dragging him away.
The ladies blushed, while one said "Oh that boy was so adorable, offering to make us pasta."
"I really did want to go home with him, he did look fairly large." the other responded. The ladies giggled and walked away.
Back at the farmers market, Romano was even more angry because he thought the tomatoes were overpriced. They bought a crate anyway, so Romano and Italy sat down in front of a cafe to eat the tomatoes.
Italy's cat came walking towards him with a letter in his mouth.
"Oh kitty!" Italy squealed and took the letter from the cat's mouth.
Romano glanced over and asked, "Wha doz da letter sawy?" with tomatoes in his mouth.
Italy opened the letter and read it. "Oh Romano!" he squealed, "We have been invited to a summer camp on the island Germany, Japan, and I were stranded on!".
Romano swallowed and shouted "Count me out! I don't want to be stuck on some stupid island with that asshole Germany!".
Italy got a little sad, because his brother wasn't going and that his brother called Germany an asshole.
Romano felt kind of bad making his brother sad and wanted to get rid of him and said "But you should go, then you could play with Germany over the summer.".
"Really?! Germany will be there?!" Italy squealed. He ran off to go pack his bags.
Romano smirked and continued to eat.