Diary of a Wimpy Italian
Part X

Warnings: Romano's mouth
Pairings: GerIta and Spamano

3/30(still)/10, night

Dear Diary,

Fratello wanted to go to bed early tonight, and when we got in our tent Austria was already there. It was real quiet and boring, so I went to sleep right away. But then there was a sudden loud noise outside! Me and Romano woke up, but Austria was all pissy cause it interrupted his beauty sleep I think. I was so scared! The noise kept getting louder and we saw big shadows outside the tent! Romano shouted for whoever was out there to show themselves, dammit! So the tent opened up, and it was just Prussia and Spain! And for some reason big brother France was there too! I wonder when he got here?

Prussia started laughing at us for getting so scared, but Romano and Austria yelled at him and shut him up pretty fast. I asked when France got here, and he said he's been here the whole time hiding behind trees! That made Austria and Fratello real pale. Then Germany came in looking tired and took me away, saying if I was with him, I wouldn't be bothered by those idiots. I don't think they're idiots but I wouldn't mind staying in a tent with Germany! He's so warm! So I guess Austria is coming with us too. Romano's sitting in a corner of the tent and big brother Spain is trying to say nice things to make him come out, but I don't think it's working. Well, good luck, fratello! I'm gonna go to Germany's tent now! Ciao!

God. Fucking. DAMMIT. FELICIANO. I can't believe you left me in a tent alone with the rapist trio! I'm going to die! You left your stupid diary here and I have nothing better to do, so I'm going to tell you all the horrible things that go on so you'll feel like the stupid bastard you are. Speaking of bastards, ditching me for the Potato variety? REALLY? What happened to bros before hos? Because obviously that Macho Potato is one! He's probably doing a bunch of gross, sexual things to you in front of Austria right now! And I can't do anything about it because that damn Frenchie is blocking the tent opening! He and Prussia are talking about who they think the most "bangable" countries are, and lucky me, you of all people are on their list. As well as that fucking tight-ass Austria, Finland, Latvia (PEDOPHILES), and ME. THEY WANT TO FREAKING...UGH. God, if you really love me, you'll end my misery right now.

So I have to listen to that shit. And Spain doesn't know what the fuck they're talking about. He asked what they meant when they said they would love to toss my salad.

Holy fucking shit. I hate my life.

Later...
It's freezing. That's the only reason I'm letting Spain hug me right now. He's warm, okay? I think he's falling asleep, and I don't even know why I'm writing in this. It's definitely not because I'm used to writing in diaries! That's stupid. Ugh, now he's whispering something…

Even fucking later...
Oh god. Oh my god. Antonio tried to…to…do something. With Prussia and France STILL IN THE TENT. At first he was just kissing me…in several places…but then he started taking off my clothes, so I slapped him and pointed to Potato Bastard #2 and the French Bastard gawking at us from the other side of the tent. Fuck, they probably had boners from just watching us! You should have seen the nasty looks on their faces! Stupid Spain didn't understand, so I kicked his perverted friends out of the tent and explained that having sex in front of his voyeuristic buddies was unacceptable. Then the idiot said something about how they wouldn't mind! I can NOT believe him! This is all your fault, Feli!

Hey, isn't this your diary, Feliciano? Why was Lovi writing in it earlier? Oh well. Do you know what happened to Prussia and France? I keep hearing loud noises that sound like crows outside but I couldn't find them. I guess Lovi was scared when I left the tent to look for them because when I got back, he looked like he was going to cry! I told him there was nothing to be scared of and I was right here, but he said he wasn't scared. I know he was though! So I pulled him on my lap and made sure he was warm and safe, and he let me, surprisingly! He's asleep now. He gets cuddly and even more adorable than usual when he's tired. Your brother is so cute, Feli!
~España

I AM TEARING THIS PAGE OUT GODDAMMIT. AND I AM NOT CUTE!
-Romano Vargas, YOUR FUCKING BROTHER WHO YOU LEFT TO BE RAPED.

A/N: Yeah…this chapter was just filled to the frothy brim with Spamano. Ahh, I couldn't help it. But next chapter you'll hear all about what happened in Germany, Italy, and Austria's tent. And where Prussia and France went. Dear lord. Please review, and thanks for reading~