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Chapter Rating: T
Chapter Warning: Nothing... I'm Just Being Cautious...
~Don't Go Into The Kitchen~
"Germany! Germany!" A distressed brunette yelled, the blond looked up from his book and fixed his black glasses.
"What is it, Italy?" He huffed, annoyed, this was the thousandth time he had been distracted by Italy.
"I'm scared, to make food!"
"Eh? What do you mean?! If this is a trick to make food for you—"
"No Germany! Myself is scaring me!" He cried, Germany stared at the pleading male like he was a psychopath.
"What do you mean, dummkopf?" The blond asked confusedly, the brunette pulled the German's cuff and led him to the doorway that led to the kitchen.
"L-look.." The brunette stammered obviously spooked whatever was in the kitchen. The blond peeked his head around the wall of the doorway, he saw Italy, no an evil auburn haired one with blood red eyes and a devilish grin, playing with a sharp knife, sitting at the wooden dining table smirking like the Cheshire Cat.
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Dummkopf - German For Idiot or Fool