A/N- So I decided that chapter 3 seems way too short soooo *drumroll* I shall upload chapter 3 ^.^ hope u ppl enjoy ❤️❤️
Chapter 3
3rd person POV

Italy walked back home hand in hand with Germany smiling. In his other hand he had the drawing of Holy Rome. "Ve~ Germany can you-a start the water? We should make lotsa pasta!" The Italian said smiling. Germany nodded. Ve~ grazie Germany!" Italy said as he leaned in and kissed Germany on the cheek. Germany blush slightly. Italy ran upstairs before the country could react. As he went upstairs he went to the attic and put his painting away with the other couple of drawings he had. He slowly went downstairs. Hmmm something was missing... Oh no! Italy thought. "Doitsu!" Italy yelled. Germany ran through the hall. "Vhat is vrong! Italy?!" Germany yelled. Italy. " Germany. We forgot the pasta sauce." Italy wailed. Germany sighed. "Ok let's go. And don't call me Doitsu." He said annoyed. Germany turned off the stove, turned off the lights, and closed the door as he walked with Italy to the store.

~time skip brought to you by the flying mint bunny~

Alfredo, tomato, pesto, so many sauces. Italy thought. He went and got some fresh picked tomatoes for some sauce and decided to get some basil incase he wanted to use it for sauce the next day. Then he went to get some Mozzarella cheese but it was to high. Dio mio Italy thought. This is to hard. "Do you need some help?" Someone asked behind him. He nodded without looking. The person behind him reached up and got the cheese. "Ve~ grazie!" Italy said as he turned around. But the person had already left. Italy shrugged and went to look for Germany. Italy didn't notice that their was a spill on the floor and he sliped and fell. He gasped and yelled "Germany!" He yelled. "Italy? err- Feliciano vere are jou!" Germany asked as he looked for him. He ran to him and saw that he slipped. He chuckled. "Italy" he whispered, "We have to use our human named. Are you ok Feliciano?"
"Si Ludwig. I have everything we-a need for pasta!" Italy said forgetting about his fall. "ITALY? are you really here?" Someone said. "Scheiße. They must have heard me use you name. Pay quickly and then we go." Germany whispered to Italy. As they went to the check out they released the store was practically empty. They payed and started to leave. "Italy bring the car to the front. They made a mistake with the receipt and I need to correct it."
"Ve~ Ok Germa-err Ludwig." Italy said smiling.

Germany's POV
He walked to the cashier and explained the problem. They had accidentally charged him an extra 23.00 euros. ($26.00 in American dollars) They gave him back his money and he thanked them. "Excuse me?" Someone said behind him.
"Ja?" Germany said as he turned around. This boy was probably a little taller than Italy. His blond hair was peeking under his black hat and his cerulean blue eyes glared right at him. His black coat and hat reminded him of something. "Where is she? Where's Italy?!" He asked. Germany frowned "she?" He questioned. "Yes! Where is Italy! What did you to her?" He asked accusingly. Before Germany could answer Italy came. "Doitsu? Let's go! We need to make pasta!" Italy said as he got out of the car. He skipped towards him. "Doitsu? Wha-" Italy gasped as tears filled his eyes. "Holy Rome?" He whispered.