A undetermined amount of time later...
"Hey, Romano~?" Spain called as he peered into the entrance way of Romano's home. "I brought churros~."
Spain wandered down the hall and looked into the kitchen where he saw both Italy brothers seated at the dining table, eating what smelled like fresh risotto.
"What did you do, burn it?" Romano asked.
"It's a new sauce? Like it?" Italy responded.
"Eh."
"Sounds good. Can I try some too?" Spain stepped into the room with a smile, and both brothers looked in his direction.
Italy smiled back. Romano, however, did not. "What, is there a party here today I don't know about?" He asked harshly.
"I just wanted to see if you were doin' alright."
"Then why didn't you just call?"
"Ah, you know, I'd rather see you. And here's your spare key. It was hidden pretty tricky, I have to admit."
And as Spain and Italy continued to smile, Romano smacked his head on the table.
An extended ending to Romano's Eruption.