Chapter Three: Italy's Other Bright Idea

Seeing as his hobo idea didn't work, he decides to have on of Jimmy Neutron's brain blasts.

"Think…Think…" he says to himself, concentrating deeply.

Images of the previous day flooded back in his head. It was mostly England saying things like: "Remember, running naked is illegal in many countries." or "Lift with your legs! Your weak and tiny legs!" or "Why don't we take a break?" or "Go to someone crazy like…Prussia or…a hobo!"

Italy snaps. "I've got it! Oh…wait," he says. "A hobo didn't work."

Suddenly, an irritated Bulgaria jumps in his room and smacks him on the head, hard.

"You twat! Just go to Prussia already!" he says.

"Wah!" Italy cries, but ponders on his suggestion.

The next morning, Italy arrives at the front door of Prussia's enormous house. He knocks at the wooden front door. He hears footsteps and suddenly, Prussia opens a small window by the door. "Who is it?" he asks.

"Um! G-g-g-good morn-n-ning…I-Italy here!" he stammers in front of an impatient Prussia.

"Italy?" he repeats. "Aren't you a friend of Austria?"

"Yes! Yes I am!" Italy says proudly.

"Then I should beat you up."

Italy panics. "Wah! I'll do anything, just don't hit me! I'll do anything! I just came here to become a good soldier! I'm just a silly boy who loves pizza and pasta! I'm too young to die!"

As Italy continues to cry, Prussia contemplates what he just said. Finally, he opens the door and says, "You want to become a good soldier, huh? Well, come in then."

They move inside Prussia's living room and sit. Prussia gets down to business. "Alright. The first thing I want you to do is sing your theme," he says.

"That's easy!" Italy says. He clears his throat and begins to sing. " Nee, nee, mama, wain choudai, nee, nee, mama, nee- "

Prussia stops him. "You're singing it all wrong. You should make it faster, otherwise, people will fall asleep. Do it more like…"

Prussia then sings the theme in his way. (If you haven't heard it, you MUST. It's epic.)