"Si," Rome said, letting out a shaky breath.
"Good, cuz you have another one from Veneziano," Germania said.
Ciao again, Nonno!
Ve, it's so nice to hear from you again, Nonno! I'm soo happy that you're okay! I-I cried after seeing your reply, I didn't actually think that this would get to you... I'm so happy I'm able to talk to you again!
Lovino will deny it, but when he saw your email he cried too. I don't think I've ever seen fratello smile that widely before. Grazie grazie grazie, Nonno! Ti amerò per sempre!
I don't know how Ludwig and Gilbert reacted when I forwarded the email to them, but they told me to tell you ich liebe dich again and that they're planting more cornflowers and forget-me-nots on your grave. Oh, and Gilbert still has your old spear, and he polishes it every day! I wish I still had your swords, Nonno, but when Austria took us over after you died someone stole them... Mi dispiace, Nonno. I should have taken better care of them...
Oh, ti amo, Nonno Germania, Nonno Rome!
Feliciano
"Oh mi Italia! I'm so happy I can speak to you again too!" Rome said happily, "I'm glad I made my Romano smile, I owe him so much. Send him my love. Ti amo per sempre!"
"Oh my boys," Germania sighed happily, "I miss them. Danke. Good, Preußen hasn't lost it yet."
"Don't worry," Rome said gently, "They're just swords. Unlike the barbarians, we can easily replace weapons."
Rome gave a playful nudge to Germania, who rolled his eyes.
"Ti amo Feliciano!" Rome cried happily.
"D-Did he call me his...his O-Opa?" Germania gasped, completely shocked.