My name is Romano, I'm also called South Italy. My brother, Is better then me at a lot of stuff, but right now it might not be the case… Seeing as he's currently crying into my shirt and talking about the potato bastard and his idiot bastard brother.

Now, Veneziano normally cries, and whines, and asks for help, and pleads for mercy, and… well you probably get the point, but this is different, his crying is genuine… And he seems really upset.

He bolted in my room in the early morning, and i heard switzerland yelling, so i assume he just came back from the potato bastards house.

"The hell are you crying about now?" I asked harshly.

Italy sobbed harder and hugged me tighter. I frowned.

"Where you getting bullied again? Was it france, or maybe the Potato bastard is a mean drunk?" I asked.

Italy stopped crying for a moment, to look up at me. "I-i-i h-heard R-r-russia, and P-prussia, and g-germany…" He stuttered, then before he finished, he bursted into tears and sobbing again.

"Ugh, you stay hear, i'll go get you some water." I told him, and i made to get up, only to be pulled down by Veneziano.

"Hmm? What?" He looked freaked out as he spoke. "W-world war th-three…" "What?" I asked.

"What the hell our talking about?" I asked him. Veneziano, between sobs managed to say, "Russia, P-prussia a-and G-germany, a-a-and s-some g-g-g-girl…" He stuttered again.

I wasn't sure if i trusted him or not, it was pretty far fetched, but if he was telling the truth, we're in deep shit. "Your kidding me…" I said skeptically.

Veneziano swallowed. "I swear it on all the pasta in the world…." He said seriously.

I sighed. "Your hopeless, you know that?" I told him, and he gave me a small smile and nodded.

"If your right, then we have to tell someone who can nip this in the bud, but first, tell me all the details."

Veneziano reluctantly told me all about Russia's meeting, and Prussia and Germany considering it, and he also mentioned someone else, but i wasn't really listening then.

"So y-you see… Its really true…" He told me. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, then helped Veneziano up.

"If your right, then we have a problem, a really god damned big one to, we should tell someone!" I said, getting up and making for the phone, But once again Veneziano grabbed me and pulled me back down.

"No! Germany will get in trouble!" he cried.

"If they go through with this, a lot more people then germany will get hurt! They'll die!" i barked at him.

He looked hurt but didn't let go. "But… I… I don't want anyone to get hurt…" He said softly.

"Look, as long as Germany hasn't agreed to anything, he's still in the clear, ok?" I asked him, counting on him.

He still looked unsure. "Listen, Veneziano, I will try really hard to make sure the other nations understand that Russia merely proposed a war to germany." I said reassuringly.

Veneziano nodded. "Ok, we'll call Spain first." I said As i dialed his number. We waited in silence while the phone rang.

"Hello, This is Spain! Who may i ask is speaking?" Spain asked.

"Spain! Its Romano, we've got a really bad situation, come over!" I shouted in the phone.

"Did You and Ita-chan Get your hair stuck again~" He asked laughing.

I swore loudly into the phone. "Alright, alraight, no need to make my ears bleed! Whats going on?" He asked.

"I can't explain over the phone, but its bad! Come over right now!" I told him angrily.

"But Romano! I'm kind of busy… I just invited this really nice girl over, and its really a girl this time-"

"I Don't God damned care! This is life and death here!" I snarled into the phone.

"But Rom-" "I SAID I DON'T CARE! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" I heard spain sigh.

"Fine, i'll be over in 20 minutes…" He said reluctantly.

I hung up and looked over at my brother. "Spain'll be here soon." I told him simply as if nothing had happened.

Veneziano looked down. "Do you mind if i call over Japan to?" He asked.

I hated that idea, but Veneziano looked so sad…

"Fine…" I said reluctantly.

I handed him the phone, and began quickly dialing the number."Herro, this is Japan." Came the japans voice.

"Japaaaan! You have to come over now! Please Please Please Please! PLEASE!" Veneziano cried, Then he burst into tears again.

"God damnit! I just got you to stop!" I shouted angrily.

I ripped the phone out of Veneziano's hand. "Listen you prick, You come over now! My brother is in tears because the stupid Potato bastards plans, and you have a duty to come and comfort him!" I bellowed into the phone.

There was silence for a minute then, "Aright, i will come." Then the he hung up.

"Stupid japanese pricks…" I muttered.

Italy managed to smiled at me between sobs and hiccups. We waited for a little while, just me and my brother, being brothers.

"I love you, Bro.." Said Veneziano finally.

I sighed. "Yeah yeah…" I muttered.

The doorbell rang, and i got up and went to get it.

I opened the door and saw Spain there. "What do you need, Romano?" He asked tiredly.

I Grabbed his hand and led him back to the room where Veneziano was still hiccuping.

"Oh! Ita-chan, Whats wrong?" Cried Spain when he saw my brother.

Veneziano looked up at spain, and leaped on him in a hug.

"I-i-it was H-horrible!" He cried.

Spain, being the idiot he is, hugged Veneziano and said "Its ok now Ita-chan!"

"Spain!"

"Ita-chan!"

"Spain!"

Ita-chan!"

"Shut UP!" I yelled. The idiots were silent, and the the door bell rang.

"I'll get it!" Cried Veneziano, And he sprung up and ran out of the looked at me.

"So why did you call me here?" Asked Spain.

"Well-" I was interrupted by a huge crash.

"What the hell is going on!" i Barked.

"JAAAAPPPAAAAN!" Screeched Veneziano.

Me and spain bolted up and dashed to the door.

When we we got there, Japan was on the ground, it looked like he had fallen into the bookshelf, and Veneziano was clinging to him like a leech, Yelling about Russia and Germany.

"Wha- What is the meaning of this?" Cried Japan in shock.

"Japan! Japan! Russia is gonna kill America! And Germany is gonna help him!" Veneziano yelled into Japans Shirt.

"What is he saying?" Asked Japan who had just spotted us.

Spain ran over and tried to pry Veneziano off, but he wouldn't move.

I ran over to help, But The idiot was stuck with glue!

"Ugh, Try to bring him in the other room…" I told Japan.

So Japan had to drag italy all the way to the other room.

"What is going on?" He asked.

"I would like to know that to, Romano." Said spain.

I Glared at Spain. "Ugh, If i understand my blubbering brother correctly, he eavesdropped on a secret meeting conducted by Russia, Who had invited, Prussia, Germany, and someone Italy didn't recognize. They were talking about waging war against America." I told them.

Spain looked shocked, and Japan looked.. Less shocked.

"But, wouldn't that spark a World war?" Asked Spain.

I nodded. "My point exactly, We can't let that happen." I said.

"But… Did they actually agree to this?" Asked Japan, who was still struggling with italy.

"No, Only the one that Italy didn't recognize swore allegiance, Prussia And Germany said they needed to think." I explained.

"Well we should warn America!" Said Spain.

"Yes, I agree with Spain." Said Japan.

Italy went into panic mode again. "No! You can't! They'll hate Germany! You can't!" He cried.

I looked at Italy. "Then what do we do? Let him Destroy the world?" I said.

"But.. Maybe we can stop them in the roots! I Know a way into Russia's House where they'r meeting next saturday!" Said Italy.

"Saturday is the day after tomorrow, if i'm correct." Said Japan.

"Well, If Germany didn't agree to anything, maybe we could convince him not to Kill America?" Said Spain.

"We already know that, Idiot! What we need to know is how to do that." I growled.

"Its simple!" Cried Italy.

We all turned to look at him.

"No its not!" I Barked.

"I highly Doubt that." Said Japan.

"I don't think its that simple…" Sighed Spain.

Italy looked down. "I-its just, I thought maybe if we got inside, and defeated in his own home, Maybe no one would wan't to help him!" Said Italy.

I stared at him. "What… That might actually work, IF we could get it in, attack Russia, and get out alive!" I Said, Glaring at him.

"Ve! But i told you~ I already got in! We can go through the air vents!" He said cheerfully.

I stared at him, looking for a retort. "That is probably the most intelligent thing you ever said that isn't about pasta…" I said, slightly shocked.

"Well, I think-" Japan started to say, But he was cut off by Spain.

"We should go and Stop them from Starting the world war." He said sternly.

"But-" Japan tried to speak again But was cut off by Italy.

"Yes! We can save Germany! Ve~" He cried all turned to me, Japan seemed to have given up on speaking, and the other to were looking at me expectantly.

"Fine." I growled. Italy gave a little yip of joy and hugged me.

"But we have to bring A LOT, Of guns. I don't care were you keep them, just have at least two on you." I Finished grudgingly.

Only Japan looked slightly shocked, Spain and Veneziano knew me to well to be surprised.

"What can i say? I am my country, And my country has the mafia!"

Meh, not as much plot as i originally planned, but I hope it was interesting enough. The next chapter will be better. (I hope…)

Any typo's will remain until i can get around to fixing them. I know there are probably a lot, but please bare with me!

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