Disclaimer- I do not own Hetalia or its characters.
Germany was busy at the stove, cooking eggs for three.
Sitting at the table was Prussia, looking half-asleep.
"Ahhhh West. Why would you wake me up so early? I need sleep to stay so awesome, you know. "
Japan walked in. He had to keep his eyes closed all the time, which was annoying, but he didn't want to give himself away. Not yet, at least.
"Italy? You're already awake? Here, sit. Are you feeling okay?"
Japan hesitated, but sat.
"Uhh, no, I'm fine. Just- just a bad dream woke me up, that's all."
"Are you sure you're ok?"
"Yes."
Germany came to the table with two plates. "Guten morgen, Italy." He got his own and sat down.
Prussia looked down hungrily. "Its about time, West. I'm starving."
Japan looked down, too. He was quite hungry himself. "Er- Grazie!" he started to eat. It felt out of place to be as loud and bubbly as Italy. If anyone asked, he would say that he wasn't feeling well.
The table was silent, which was most unusual. Usually Italy would go on and on about his dreams, especially if they were bad ones.
"Are you sure you're all right?" Germany gave a concerned look.
I should probably go see Italy, to make sure that he's okay.
"Italy?"
"Hm? Oh yeah, sorry. I'm fine, just thinking about something."
The Germans looked at each other.
"Hey Italy, do you want to go lay down or something? You look a little pale. West and I can clean up for you."
The phone rang. And rang again.
Could it be Italy?
Prussia stood up. "I'll get it."
"Hello? Oh, hi Japan."
Japan?
"Oh, ok then. I'll get him." Prussia held the phone away from his mouth. "Italy! Japan wants to talk to you!"
Japan picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Japan? Is that you? You sound just like me~!"
"I know. Do you have any idea what happened?"
"No~, I thought you would know what to do~"
"Hmm... alright then. Maybe we should discuss this further in person...?"
"Oh Yeah~! Should I come to Germany's house then?"
"No, I think it would be better if I came over there."
"Okey Dokey then~ I'll wait for you here~!"
Italy hung up. It was weird to hear his own voice so cheery and bubbly. Japan sighed and put down the phone. He was staring at the kitchen cupboard.
When he turned around, Germany and Prussia were staring at him. Japan had forgotten they were there.
"Japan wants me to come over." Was all he could think of.
Germany knew something was wrong.
'Do you have any idea what happened'? 'We should discuss this further in person'? Italy is acting so quiet today, and he never uses words like 'discuss' or 'further'. And what happened anyway? Why does he want to go to Japan's house?
