This was written in Orange
Lol I needed to do this, I just felt bad for leaving you guys alone for so long. Well I looked up Denmark's Road laws (And other fun facts hehe.) Don't know if their true or not. For all you Danes who are reading the story if I get ANYTHING wrong you have permission to virtually shoot me and then tell me to fix it with the correct information.

Chapter 7

Denmark had toned down a bit, but his stomach couldn't stop after grumbling after that. He was hungry, maybe Romano could take him to his favorite restaurant. Maybe.

Sirens went off in the distance.
"Dammit." Romano breathed, he knew this was coming, he just didn't know when.
"Oh shit." Denmark said out loud, breaking free from his thoughts, one thing he hated worse than hunger was the cops. Romano pulled the car over to the side of the road and sighed when the police officer pulled behind him. "Great just fucking great, well time to get this over with." he grumbled slouching in the seat.

"Roma! We take driving safely, seriously in my country! You can get huge fines for not driving the speed limits!" Denmark started freaking out as the cop got closer. "Or your license can get taken away, Is that what you want?!"
"Idiot, I know what I'm doing!" Romano hissed at the other as the cop knocked on the window, silently demanding him to roll the window down.
"Do you know how fast you were going, sir?" The cop asked after Romano reluctantly rolled down the window to see a dark-haired man with a mustache looking at them with an intense look on his face.

"No, may you inform me, how fast I was going, sir." Romano asked sarcastically and slightly snarky. The cop grumbled, "Sir, were you aware that you were going over 27mph over the speed limit?"

"Yes."
"You are aware of the consequences, correct."
"Yes."

"Can I see your license and registration."
"I don't know Can you?" Romano asked raising his eyebrow slightly, making the cop frown. "Now you shouldn't use that tone with a cop, I can have you arrested faster than you can kiss your license goodbye."

Romano snorted a threat on the tip of his tongue, but Denmark cut in, "Romano just do what the man says, please I don't want you to lose your license, you'll end up blaming it on me."

"You know this is pathetic of you, Den, he's a fucking cop! Nothing more nothing less." Romano said in a calm voice digging out his license before glaring at the cop, "Its his car." and giving it to him.

"Lovino Vargas...Italian, eh" The cop smirked, almost amused.

"No Sir I'm Chinese." He rolled his eyes. Earning a muffled chuckle from the Dane in the seat next to him.

The cop looked slightly amused before heading back to his car, most likely to run some tests.
Once he was gone Denmark spoke up once again. "Did you really have to do that!"

"Yes you Danish bastard, I've dealt with people like this far more times than you ever fucking will."

"Wait how many times HAVE you been pulled over, Roma?" The Dane waited for an answer as the Italian man thought it over.
"Alot, to many I can't count them all."

"Here you are, sir, I'll let you off with this small fine, but next time I see you driving so recklessly I will confiscate your license, you hear me." The cop said handing Romano his license and the ticket. Romano's eyebrows furrowed and his frown turned into a scowl as he looked over the ticket.
"Romano?" Denmark said slightly scared that the other hadn't said a word yet.

"Cosa diavolo è questo, cazzo! Il vostro biglietto tasse sono fottutamente ridicolo!" Romano screeched making the cop back up slightly from the car. "Non riesco a non crederci!"
He pulled out his wallet and gave the man a wad of cash and before the others around could respond he rolled up the window and drove off, slowly this time so he didn't have to pay more than he should. "Fuck that I'ma never getting pulled over in'a this country ever again!" He snarled at Denmark who snickered. "I told you, but you didn't listen, Now where are we going?"
"Fucking dinner that's were, I'm starved and after that I need to carb load."

He pulled off into a café and turned the car off. "Ok, when we go back you're driving."
"Deal." Denmark smirked.

Ok next is the actually dinner and an interesting phone call dundundun! hehe. This is just here because I felt like I owed you guys something for my lateness and well...here you are. Don't worry I'm moving this thing along soon, I felt their should be more fun time between these two. Romance in next chapter! Ok I'm Italian but I don't know if this is right, I'm really rusty and it doesn't help that No one I know speaks it either, I'm stuck with English. ((The longer one I used a translator for))

*Cosa diavolo è questo, cazzo! Il vostro biglietto tasse sono fottutamente ridicolo!
(What the fuck is this shit! Your ticket fees are fucking ridiculous!)

*Non riesco a non crederci!

(I can't fucking believe this!)