"This is a giant white space," Lovino pointed out flatly. "There's nothing here."
"No, no," Davanti said. "Wait for it."
Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. WAITIN-
"Romano?" Lovino turned his head. It was yet another Lovino, dressed like Davanti, only his uniform was a shade darker. He had very wise eyes, like he knew everything there was.
"Are you Cosimos?" Lovino asked hesitantly.
"Um, yes," Cosimos answered awkwardly. "To be honest, I never thought I'd ever see you here."
"What's this?" Davanti said sarcastically. "Cosimos didn't know something?"
Cosimos ignored him. "Did you…need something?"
"Um, we needed help finding Belgium, Hungary, and Spain," Lovino explained.
"I know where they are," Cosimos said. "But…What about Davide?"
Davanti's face darkened. "I was wondering where he was."
"Hold on," Cosimos said. He turned around and screamed, "DAVIDE!"
Lovino plugged his ears in pain. Cosimos may have been serious, but he was loud. Lovino suddenly heard footsteps on the ground. Sure enough, a Lovino clone. His outfit was, again, like Davanti's, but this time a shade lighter. And what was that perched on his arm…? He skidded to a halt in front of Cosimos.
"Look, Cos!" he said excitedly. "I snuck into a palace and took a hawk! A hawk! I'm gonna name him 'Falco!'"
"How creative," Cosimos noted flatly. "Davide, you know Lovino, right?" Davide cocked his head and Lovino simply crossed his arms. He was getting used to clones.
"Just help me, okay?" Lovino sighed.
"With what?" Davide asked.
"He needs help finding his friends," Cosimos explained.
"And Spain," Lovino added.
"What are we just standing around for?" Davanti said. "Let's get out of here and get this done!"
"Just tell us where they are and I can go do it myself," Lovino said.
"No," Cosimos said. "We're coming with you. If something happens you wouldn't have anyone to save you."
"I'm confused…" Davide said.
"When are you not confused?" Davanti said. "Well, let's do this."
Once again, the white background melted away, leaving the four (plus Falco) in the prison.
"Looks grimy," Davide noted.
"This is where I left Veneziano," Lovino recalled. "Cosimos, which way?"
"Well, Spain and Belgium are in the opposite direction of Hungary," he explained. "So you'll have to choose."
"Not this again," Davanti groaned.
"We'll save Spain and Belgium first," Lovino said. "Lead the way." Cosimos pointed to his left and took off with the other three close behind. He took a few turns and then pointed to a cell that read 6077. He rapped on the door a few times.
"Guess who," he said nonchalantly.
"Romano?" Spain's muffled voice piped. "Is it really you?"
"What are you doing here?!" Belgium whispered firmly. "It's dangerous!"
"But you guys were kidnapped!" Davide chirped. "I had to do something!"
"Don't speak for me!" Lovino whispered so the imprisoned duo couldn't hear. "Okay, I've got the keys," he said, once again raising his voice. He stuck the key into the keyhole and twisted, opening the door.
"Romano!" Belgium cried. She bolted out and wrapped her arms around his, embarrassing the latter. When she stepped away, Lovino could see that her green dress was covered in dirt, as was her face.
"Thanks," Spain said simply, stepping out. He looked out of breath and tired and also dirty.
"I swear," Belgium huffed. "A girl can't make chocolate and waffles these days without getting kidnapped." She finally noticed there were three other Lovinos.
"Who're they?" Spain asked slowly.
"Davanti, Davide and Cosimos," Lovino sighed. "They're like other parts of me, don't ask. Please, don't ask."
"Hi!" Davide chirped. Falco let out a screech.
"Don't focus on trivial things," Cosimos scolded. "We need to find Hungary. Fast. I've got a bad feeling."
"That's never good," Davanti mumbled.
"C'mon, we need to go find her," Lovino said.
*So sorry about the short chapter! I'm going on vacation for a few days, so I'm posting this and I also put up a one-shot about Holy Rome. (I love Holy Rome!) Speaking of that, I found new evidence for the Germany=HRE theory. Italy is scared of Britain and America and everything, but he got friendly with Germany in less than a minute despite he's much scarier looking! Am I right…? Anyway, Spain's cell number is from episodes 60-77, "Boss Spain and Chibi Romano." Got to go… I'm gonna miss you all! Atlantic City, here I come!*