A/N: Hey guys! How was your Christmas? XD I am back from my vacation... So now I can update this again!

I know I posted the Xmas chapters on Christmas... But there was crap WiFi. I don't know how I managed to post those three chapters...

Guest reviews!

Anonymousse: Iggy's Evil Demon Summoning Song? I kinda want to... But here's the thing: It seems like more of a song Iggy would be singing to himself, so I'm not sure why he'd be recording it... And the other thing being that it seems like it should be a Halloween special, but I've already missed Halloween... so yeah -_-

Cheary: Ich Liebe is AMAZING. I'm pretty sure that Japan comes before Doitsu though DX Oh well. It's only a few days longer. Hope you like this chapter too!

Romania: No prob! We all make typos sometimes... well, a lot of times, in my case :P Yeah, so the next chapter is here! I hope u like this chapter too! And no u didn't spell anything wrong.

That's it for the guest reviews! By the way... I'm sorry if this chapter is bad... In advance.

Anyways, andiamo!

Romano blushed. "Ah... right... cazzo..." He swore, looking away from everyone.

Italy then suddenly decided to glomp his older brother.

"Nii-chan! Don't you want to sing? It's really fun, you know!" Italy sang.

"Hey! You stupid little brother, get off me!" Romano yelled, trying to shake Italy off him.

Japan walked over. "Romano-kun, it's only one song. Did you not say that you would sing earlier?" he asked.

Romano managed to shake Italy off, and he turned to Japan. "I never said that, dammit!" he yelled.

Japan sighed. "I suppose I cannot force you to sing... Sore wa zan'nenda... Your fanbase will be quite disappointed.

Romano stopped. "Ah..." he sighed. "Fine. If it's only one song."

"Yay!" Italy glomped Romano again. "Fratello, you're going to sing!"

"Get off me!" This time, Romano managed to shove Italy off him. "It's for the FANS, dammit! Not because I want to!"

"Tsundere..." Japan mumbled.

"What was that, soba bastard?!" Romano yelled.

"Nothing. Anyways, Romano-kun, if you are going to sing, may I ask you to step into the booth?" Japan asked.

Romano obliged, shooting a final glare at Spain before marching into the recording booth.

Japan started the music. After only a few notes, Romano started talking, a displeased look on his face.

"Hey, what do you want?

I won't help with anything!

He glanced at the other nations out of the corner of his eye, still looking unhappy.

I'll tell you only the basic things of Southern Italy… bastard…"

Suddenly, Romano did something none of the nations expected him to do:

He smiled.

Bam-bam-bam-bam Bambino!

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mama

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa Papa

Zi-zi-zi-zi-zi Zia

Zi-zi-zi-zi-zi Zio

Non-non-non-non-non Nonna

Non-non-non-non-non Nonno

Bella bella bella Felice!

"Why are you saying names for family members, nii-chan?" Italy asked, confused.

Caponata, caprese,

Antipasto and drinking wine.

Marinara, margarita

The tomato's taste is very decisive.

"Of course!" Spain smiled. "Tomatoes are el mejor!" Romano nodded at him before continuing with the song.

Amatriciana, carbonara,

and finish off with pecorino romano!

Romano pumped a fist in the air, before realizing what he was doing and lowering his hand.

Although, his smile didn't disappear.

For dolce, cioccolato is good

Let's eat gelato at the Piazza di Spagna!

Italy smiled. "Sure, fratello! That'll be fun! And let's invite Doitsu and France nii-chan and Spain nii-chan and Japan and everyone else, too!"

What if it becomes too much today?

Romano seemed to be pondering the question, but then he shook his head, grinning.

Nah, it'll settle itself somehow.

The meal is delicious!

"What meal?" Italy asked, confused. "We didn't eat anything…?"

Bene! Bene!

It can be resolved by turning round and round with fingers against the cheeks,

Buono! Buono!

Suddenly, Romano's smile dropped and he became the grumpy Southern Italian that everyone knew.

"I'll get angry if I eat gelato at the Piazza di Spagna… dammit!

I blame it all on the potato bastard.

Romano glared at Germany, who just sighed.

"Nicht schon wieder …" Germany mumbled. Good thing looks couldn't kill, or he would've been dead ages ago.

If I meet him, I'll use the disgusting marmite on him!

Bastard…"

America laughed. "Hahahaha! See, Iggy! Even Romano says your marmite is bad!" America grimaced at the thought of the disgusting jam-like substance England had made.

"Hey! My food is very good for you! Your palate is like a bloody child's!" England protested. "If you don't want my food, then don't bloody eat it!"

"You say that, but…" America laughed, remembering the weird flute Japan had made. "And I didn't want your food anyways!"

"Hey! You… You take that back, right now!" England yelled, lunging at America. America just laughed. And thus, the two were fighting… again.

"Aiyaa…" China sighed.

Inside the booth, Romano had finally stopped glaring at Germany so he could look back at the lyric sheet. He opened his mouth and started singing again.

Colosseo, the Trevi Fountain,

The Pantheon in Rome!

Watching Naples will kill you,

The view is so amazing.

Romano smirked, looking smugly at the nations outside.

France shook his head. "Non, Paris is much more élégant than your… Naples…"

"Washington is the best!" America shouted.

"No, London is the most lovely place! You two are both bloody mistaken!" England said, glaring at America and France.

Enjoy the Mediterranean in Ischia!

I'm tired and worn out from the Terme…

I'll go home to mama's cooking and a full stomach!

A sad look briefly appeared on Romano's face, before being replaced with a small smile.

What if it becomes too much today?

Nah, it'll settle itself somehow.

"Hey… Ita-chan?" Spain whispered into Italy's ear.

"Vee? What is it, Spain nii-chan?" Italy asked.

"Ah… Well…" Spain paused, "is Roma sick or something? He's kinda cheery today..."

"No~" Italy replied. "Fratello's just in a good mood today, I guess!" he smiled.

Spain sighed. "Ah, I see… It's just unusual for mi tomate to be this happy…" The two both turned to look at the nation in question, who was still singing.

This is the most comodo, comodo

I'll refrain from any need to speak by having a siesta, a siesta…

Romano's voice trailed off as an instrumental took over. He brushed a stray hair out of his face, sighing slightly...

(Chi-chi-chigi, chi-chi-chigi,

chi-chi-chigi, chi-chi-chigi,

chi-chi-chigi, chi-chi-chigi, chi-chi-chigi…)

Was it the nations' imagination? Or was there a recording of Romano mumbling something in the background?

Apparently so, because Romano's face was as red as a tomato. Romano crossed his arms as the instrumental ended, looking away from the other nations. He decided to just focus on the song.

What if it becomes too much today?

Nah, it'll settle itself somehow.

Singing seemed to have an effect on Romano's mood, as it wasn't long before he was smiling again.

The meal is delicious!

Bene! Bene!

As Romano sang the next line, he took his index fingers and poked himself lightly in the cheeks.

It can be resolved by turning round and round with fingers on the cheeks!

Buono! Buono!

"Uwahhhhhhhhhh... C-cuttteeeeeee!" Spain fangirled.

What if it becomes too much today?

Always, la felicita is the most comodo, comodo!

I'll even refrain from eating anything except a tomato, a tomato!

"Ehh?!" Italy said, shocked. "You should eat! It's not good to go hungry, fratello!" he protested.

Bam-bam-bam-bam Bambino!

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mama

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa Papa

Zi-zi-zi-zi-zi Zia

Zi-zi-zi-zi-zi Zio

Non-non-non-non-non Nonna

Non-non-non-non-non Nonno

Bella bella bella Bravo!

Romano flung his arms out as he sang the final line, smiling.

Spain didn't hesitate to dash into the booth and hug Romano as soon as the song was over.

"Roma! That was cute, si?" Spain smiled.

Romano's smile immediately dropped off his face. "Get the fuck off me, tomato bastard! And I am NOT cute!"

"Yes, you are~ And, Roma, you were really happy then! You should be cheerful more often!" Spain replied.

"Hell no! And that... That was an accident, dammit! If you want someone cheerful, go hang out with fratello or something!" Romano shoved Spain off him and walked out of the booth.

Only to be glomped again. By Italy.

"Nii-chan! You sing really well! And it's nice to see you so happy, ve!" Italy exclaimed happily.

"GET OFF ME!" Romano screeched. "And I'm never happy, okay?!"

"You seemed pretty happy then, Roma," Spain said, walking over.

"Argh! Shut up already! Can we just have the next person go already?!"

A/N: Hehe, Roma was really happy today. I think it's a side effect of the song :P

Translations:

cazzo: Italian - fuck

wa zan'nenda: Japanese romaji - It's a shame

élégant: French - elegant (can this be any more obvious -_-)

By the way, the song translation may not be accurate. The Hetalia Kitawiki is down, which meant I had to take this from a video. And that video also translated the Italian, which I don't really like, so I went and put it back into Italian. Unfortunately, that means the lyrics aren't completely correct. Please bear with me!

Anyways, I believe Japan is next but I'm not certain... :P

So ciao~ and alla prossima!