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Gilbert,
Italy is not my boy friend! And HOW ZHE HOLY FURHER DOES HE GET INTO MY BED? Mein Gott, VHY IS HE NAKED? *facepalm* Nein, I do not need that book because ITALY IS NOT MY BOYFIREND!
Anyway, Romano came over after America's Hat left to go have pancakes and maple syrup with you. He still calls me Potato Bastard and hates that Italy and I have an alliance. After nearly strangling Italy, Romano brought out a mustache and held it up to himself saying how much of a fool I looked with a mustache. From my angle, he looked like the fool wearing a mustache.
Gil, do you know what Italy's curl really is? Bothe Italy and Romano started freaking out when I touched it. They let me touch it before! Why is this time any different?
Also, Italy would not stop bugging me today! He wanted me to play football with him, but I was reading! He kept slapping my hand over and over and over again! Mein Gott! It was honestly more annoying than those times America had China attack me and Japan with that giant Wok of his. Schieße! I will never be able to get anything done!
By the way, Austria was furious today! He said you did something to his piano…cut the strings or something like that. Why does he keep coming to me for his own damn problems? He's older than me! He should be able you figure them out on his own by now! That snobby aristocrat still doesn't know how to make his own damn tea! In addition, he threatens to go to Italy if I don't! Schieße! Ignore that last bit!
Sincerely,
Ludwig
Germany