Chapter 4

WAKE UP!

I lay in bed, eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of the very rare, very warm, English sun on my face. I snuggled deeper into my pillows. Suddenly the door burst open.

"WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!" a very loud voice with a thick Hungarian ascent shouted at me. my eyes flew open and I looked at the clock.

"IT'S SEVEN IN THE FREAKING MORNING!MALEDETTOIDIOTA!" (You bloody idiot!) I shrieked.

"Yes Italy I realise that it is seven in the morning. That s because we need to go to Hungary!" she said almost animatedly. I rolled my eyes and covered my head with the sheets.

"Wake me up in an hour!" my voice was muffled through the duvet, but she still heard it.

"Nu-uh! No way girl! Wake up! Get you butt out of bed!" I let my crumpled face emerge from the warm depths of the bed and I scowled.

"Not at SEVEN IN THE BLOODY MORNING! Per l'amor di dio!" (For god's sake!) she sighed heavily.

"Fine have it your way!" she walked out of the room and one minute later came bake with a jug of water, she threw it at me ad I was soaked in freezing water.

"Si sta andando a pagare per tale idiota Ungherese!" (You are going to pay for that you Hungarian idiot!) I screamed at her, I launched myself out of bed and scrambled after her as she rushed down the stairs. From all the racket this had woken up Britain, he opened his door and stepped out. I skidded on the carpet barely missing him by inches. I was screaming random curse words in Italian as I flailed behind her. Finally we reached the kitchen; she had her ever-so-famous frying pan that always appeared from nowhere to hand. As for me I had grabbed a massive knife and a rolling pin.

"Uh… um… g-girls?" asked a very scared Britain from the door. I turned to glare at him, "Would you m-mind p-putting the k-kitchen utensils down p-please?"

"NO!" I screamed, flinging the knife at him, he yelped and ducked as it flew inches above his head. I turned my attention back to the girl with the frying pan.

"Don't EVER splash water on this po 'di Italiano!" (Little Italian) I said in a deadly whisper. I ran at her rolling pin above my head and then as soon as I reached her I tackled her to the floor and we rolled around laughing. I looked up at Britain whose face was just a mix of "What the hell just happened?" and "I think I just wet my pants!"

"HA!" I shouted, calming down a bit, "You should see your face, because you look ridiculous!"

"That was a VERY traumatic experience, I think I'll put on some tea." Stood from his crouched position in the corner and made his way to the kettle, making sure to say clear of us. We giggled as he poured the tea overflowing the cup and making a pool of brown liquid on the counter.

"If Germany was here he would be whipping down the surfaces, and telling us to grow up!" I snickered.

"Yeah and you to get 'Bloody driving licence so I don't have to drive you every where!'" Hungary said in a German ascent. I laughed even harder and flooped onto the floor, breathing heavily.

"C'mon, we need to get ready." Hungary reminded me; I sighed and got up, padding to my room. She helped me pack my stuff and told me we'd get some girl clothes when we got to Hungary. She gave me some underwear, a long sleeved graffiti print crop top and a black skater skirt. I grabbed my suitcase and was knocking on Hungary's door filled with excitement, she opened the door and beamed at me.

"Ready to go?" she asked I nodded grinning wildly, my heart beating ninety to the dozen. "Ok let's go! I got us tickets online."

Two hours later, Budapest airport

I had my suitcase and was bubbling with excitement next to my slightly older companion.

"Pass ports please!" a security guard said with a heavy Hungarian ascent. Hungary handed him our pass ports, she had gotten me another one whilst we were in town before we met up with the boys.

"Felicia Vargas and Elizaveta Héderváry?" he raised an eyebrow but gave us back our pass ports. This didn't phase me I was as ecstatic as a squirrel on caffeine. I grinned and bounced around as Hungary tried to keep track of me.

"Felicia!" she shouted breathlessly, "Please… try to… slow down!"

"OK! But call me Feli, Felicia is to long!" I stopped so she could catch up to me. When she was once again by my side I started to briskly walk off again.

"FELI! Would you SLOW DOWN!?" she shouted.

"Oh c'mon! That was only fast walking!" I muttered. Suddenly I heard a VERY familiar voice NO….

"Hey Eliza! The awesome-ness has just arrived!"

A/N I bet we can ALL guess you "The awesome-ness" is! He's defiantly gunna get a frying-pan-to-the-head! HA! I realized that I did accidentally call Russia's boss Poland's human name! SORRY PEOPLE! Just ignore that! IGNORE! Anyway hope you like and hope that was more Italy for you guys! Oh yeah almost forgot!

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