"Germany!" Italy whimpered. "D-don't do this! Don't l-leave me-e!" He sniffled, then started to cry, and for a second, I almost thought about taking Italy instead. But then I started to get a headache from all the whining. So Germany I would take. I would be doing him a favor by separating him from this Italy, da?
"Italy." Germany leaned down to whisper in his ear things I couldn't hear. It made me very frustrated.
"You will hurry up, da?" I asked, getting bored standing there.
"Right." Germany nodded. It was sweet that he was trying to put on a brave face, even though it was failed. It was obvious how much I made him nervous. He remembered when I had controlled Prussia. We had lots of fun!
We set off through Italy, while the personification continued to cry behind us. I told Germany it would not take long to forget. But he ignored me. I don't like being ignored, so I slapped him. Germany still wanted to pretend to be independent. His cheek was turning red, but I decided I liked the color black more. Like my flag, da? Then I punched him.
Germany started trying to fight back.
"Stop before you get hurt, da? We don't want playtime to end just yet, do we?" I smiled. I didn't want playtime to end! I was having too much fun.
"What. . . What kind of . . . sick creature are you?" he asked, panting from all his struggling. Germany groaned when I punched his stomach. He should have been worried about breaking his ribs from all this play.
"You shouldn't be so mean to your surperiors. You, of all people, Германия*, should know that," I said.
"You are not my surperior."
"Who do you belong to?"
"I don't belong to anyone! I am independant!"
"Not anymore. You are starting to sound like America. You should shut up before I kill you, da?"
After that, Germany was silent. He walked like a cute little puppy beside me. It was nice to have company as I took over the world. And he would be helpful in battle.
We entered a dark and shadowed Rome. My soldiers were told to squander any attempts to fight back, and to capture Romano. We were to pick him up and return home to Russia. I was a little disappointed that I wouldn't get to have any fun on this trip. At least there was Germany!
"Why are we here? I thought you promised not to hurt Italy."
"But this is Romano, da? I have not hurt Italy," I said.
"When I say Italy, I mean-"
"I don't like being disrespected," I sang, and Germany fell silent once again.
The night was peaceful as the two of us stood in the center of Rome. The stars were shining in a picture-perfect way. Red was painted dark on everything in its reach. Time seemed to be frozen, like it didn't want to leave such a beautiful place. I didn't either. But it was time to find Romano.
"Come on, Германия*."
We looked through buildings for hours. Rome is a big city, and there used to be lots of people. I think I would've liked it. Eventually, we found Romano. He was tied to a chair and glaring straight ahead, having nowhere else to glare.
"Hello, Romano," I said, leaning down to be eye-to-eye with him.
"Hey, shitface. You know you're breath smells like shit, right?" Romano asked.
"That's mean, Romano. Friends don't talk to each other like that."
"You're not my motherfucking friend!"
"Why not?"
"Because you're as scary as fuck!" he said.
"I'm scary?"
"Yeah, figure that all out by yourself, huh? You should be fucking Sherlock!" Romano mocked.
"You should shut your mouth," I warned, "before something bad happens."
Romano trembled. This was fun.
But before I could say more, Germany called, "Russia. Just hurry and bring him along."
I had my men untie Romano and we were off back the way we came. I watched as Romano and Germany fought along the way and hoped it would be the same way every day when we got back to Russia.
"Hey," Germany suddenly stopped and said. "Why are we goiong back the way we came?"
"Oh, I just have to pick something up. You'll see."
Soon we stood in the exact same alley as before, but something was different this time. Instead of just Italy's shadow, two figures stood there. Suddenly Russia was struck with something-Something he hadn't felt for a long time.
*Германия-Germany
Author's Note: Right, people are joining Russia's big ole family. Anyone wanna take a guess at who's with Italy? HAHAHAHA, YAY! I can't wait to get the next chapter up! This is gonna be soooo much fun! Hee!
My hands smell like Fruit Loops.
On another note, I will be gone next week. Farewell, dear sorta-kinda-friends-that-I-don't-really-know-but-l et's-just-say-that-I-do! You will be missed! (No, seriously, I'm gonna be so sad without you guys!) *This message has been italisized and underlined to bring attention to those who choose to scroll through and miss my notes.*
-TN
