Sorry I took so long. One of my cousins from Denmark was at my grandparents house for two weeks and then my internet went down, Sorry (this is set just after Denmark finds out about Norway being missing) so, on with the show (if you can call this story that)...

Warnings- More than likely OOC Romano and Spain

Chapter 6

Romano's POV

I am in Spain's garden collecting the ripe tomatoes for my pasta sauce that I will be making later, not that I want to, I just want pasta today, not because Spain said he liked my pasta and I want to make him it. I look at my watch that the empire bastard (Ancient Rome)gave me last time I saw him and see that the time is five O' clock in the afternoon.

Merda. I swore under my breath when I saw the time. I picked up my basket of perfectly ripe, red, juicy tomatoes and carried them in to the tomato bastard's kitchen before cleaning myself up before I start to make dinner. I have decided that I am going to make a simple spaghetti bolognase with a fresh tomato sauce. I start with making the pasta.

So I get a teaspoon, a fork, a cup, a bag of unbleached flour, a box of eggs and some salt. I measure out two cup fulls of flour and I put the flour in a circle like shape but with some of the flour taken out of the shape. I then get 3 large eggs out of the egg box and I crack them and put the eggs into the hole I took out of flour and take a small amount of salt onto the teaspoon and put it over the egg pile. I then pick up a fork and slowly start to mix the eggs and the flour together until I have a dough like mixture I just have to finish blending it together so I use my hands to finish thinking the tomato bastard will clean up because after all I made dinner it is only fair he clean up the mess and do the dishes. I then shape the dough in to a ball like shape so all the dough is together, then I start to knead the pasta dough until the dough is smooth and cut the dough in to three different part and roll them in to balls and I then leave them for fifteen minutes and start on the tomato sauce while thinking that Spain (yes I do call him that sometimes)is taking a long time at the market.

I start by chopping up the onion and some garlic and putting it to the side and start on peeling and chopping some of the plum tomatoes from the garden while putting Aceite Carbonell olive oil into a frying pan and putting the onion and garlic in to the pan for around four minutes then add in the tomatoes. I let it cook for fifteen minutes and then take it off the heat and then I liquidize it until I am left with a thick tomato sauce. I add some of Spain's chopped up basil and a small amount of salt and sugar for taste.

I then go back to my pasta mix and I get out mypasta machine and set it to its widest setting and take one of the pasta dough balls and I flatten it with the palm of my hand until it's about 1/2 an inch thick I then start toturn the handle while feeding the dough into the slot in the pasta machine.After the dough had completely passed through the pasta machine, I turn the slot down to the next smallest setting and continue to pass the dough through the slot. I continue to do this, making the slot smaller by one each time until the pasta was the right length and thickness. I change to the cutting blades on the pasta machine and I cut the dough in half to make it easier to handle. I then put the dough through the pasta machine and it comes out as pasta noddles. Immediately after I cut the dough in to the pasta noddles, I hung the pasta on a dowel to dry.

While I wait for the pasta to dry I go upstairs and get a proper shower then I get one of my shirts and trousers and one pair of my Italian leather shoes and go back down stairs to see the pasta is dry so I boil the pasta and reheat the sauce and put it on the plates just when Spain comes in the door but he does not look like his mindless self, he actually looks worried so I say "Hey, tomato bastard what took so long you were only going out for some wine" Spain answers me back saying "Sorry lovi I got text from Denmark saying Norway was kidnapped" I was annoyed at the tomato bastard for calling me lovi so I replied back to him saying "Don't call me lovi you bastard and how does the axe bastard know the troll bastard was kidnapped" I say back to Spain who still had not went back to his mindless smile. He just gave me his phone and told me to look at the pictures of Norway's house. I thought both of them (the tomato and axe bastard) were playing a very stupid joke until I saw the pictures of Norway's house. I know I had only been there a couple of times but this was pure mess and destruction, not to mention the blood on the floor.

I quickly handed Spain back his phone and ask why we are getting told about this when the world meeting is in two days and he tells me that the meeting has been put up to tomorrow. "So the meeting is now tomorrow. Great, just great. That means I have to get my idiotic fratello a day early, might as well eat before we get him and go to Denmark." I say, annoyed because I have to get him before the potato bastard takes him and does what he wants with him before taking him to Denmark.

"I get to come with you?" Spain asks me, surprised that told him (ordered him) to come with with me to get my fratello. "Yes, but only because you would follow me anyway but first eat your pasta first bastard because I spent time making that and I am not letting it go to waste." I reply while eating my pasta quickly so I can get to fratello's house before the potato bastard.

Ten minutes later (five of which I was waiting for Spain to finish eating) Spain and I went in to the back garden and use our nation magic to make a portal to my fratello's house and Spain and I step through the portal that looks like our different flags on different sides. My side has the green, white and red colours in the way of my flag while Spain's has the red on top then the yellow with the shield and pillars with ribbon around them with the words PLVS VLTRA on it and crowns on top of the shield and pillars slightly to the left and red underneath it. We walked through quite quickly and stepped through the other side of the portal. The sight I see when I walk out of the portal is even worse than the pictures of Norway's house I saw from Spain's phone.

I quickly look over at Spain and see his face is pale (for him) and a look of shock and surprise on his face, which I am sure my own face looks like, if not worse than his. The door has been torn off its hinges with all the windows on the ground floor completely shattered. Spain (I am too shocked to think to call him a bastard) and I slowly walk to the doorway to see around three white flags in the hallway with the wall paper scratched like a cat would scratch at curtains with the mirror on the wall next to it broken on the floor, I felt dread building inside of me and worry at what else I will see in my fratello's house. Spain and I walk past the broken mirror pieces on the floor and we continue to walk until Spain suddenly stops at the entrance of the living room (which makes bump in to him). I push him to the side to see what made him stop but when I do I wish I stayed behind Spain because what I saw was more white flags but most then were stained or covered red, which by the copper smell in the air could only be blood with almost all of the furniture in the room destroyed of also covered in blood.

I felt like I was going to me sick so I ran to the closest bathroom but on the way I saw almost all the rooms I passed were in the same condition as the living room. I didn't look when I entered the bathroom I just went straight to the toilet and empty my stomach of whatever was in it (mainly tomatoes and pasta). I flushed the toilet and went to the mirror to look at my self to see I am as pale as Russia and that Spain was behind me looking like he didn't know what to do. I suddenly look closer to see that there was some splats of red on it and when I looked down I saw a cracked sink with some blood on it, it almost made me sick again but I swallowed and asked Spain something I know I might not what to hear "Sp- Spain, did you see anything I missed running here or looked upstairs yet?"

Spain looked like he didn't want to answer me for a minute until he slumped down a little and looked like he had lost a battle and answered me saying "I looked a little closer in some of the rooms and saw that a lot of the expensive and valuable things have been stolen and I don't even think I could go upstairs if it is anything like down here but if you want to I'll go up with you."

I think for a moment before nodding at him and thanking him for saying that he would come upstairs with me. We slowly walk up the stairs in case we see something or if we are missing something. We see nothing odd about the stairs except it had some blood on it but compared to what Spain and I have seen it is the most blood free part of the house except from the hallway.

We step on to the landing and see all the doors are either ripped off their hinges like the front door, completely destroyed or the doors are fully opened. We deicide to look in all the rooms and we find no blood but almost everything destroyed or stolen. We get to the last room, which just happens to be fratello's room and look inside. I could not tell the difference between what was left of the bed and the wardrobe but it was hard to tell anything apart anyway because the large pile of wood (which once was furniture) was on fire. Spain and I had to cover our mouths and we were about to run out the house but Spain quickly pointed out something just slightly away from the fire which I would know anywhere, my fratello's cross he got from the potato bastard so I quickly without thinking about went to get it but when I got it I burned my hand. Spain and I quickly run out of the house.

I turn to Spain and say "Phone everyone now. We can't wait till tomorrow any more. This just got personal."