Claire POV
After about twenty minutes of driving we finally arrive at Germany's house, it's a huge three story brick building with ivy crawling up the sides and a winding gravel driveway, it's a beautiful house but it's weirdly pristine, the lawn looks perfectly kept and the driveway is spotless. Well, it is Germany's house and he is a neat freak so I guess it's not that strange. After Germany parks the car my door is locked so I have to wait until Italy gets out and I have to slide over to get out. "Claire let me help you, you'll hurt your feet on the gravel" says Italy with another one of those adorable grins of his, and I really don't want to tear my feet up on the gravel so I let him pick me up again. I'm surprised at how easily he carries me inside, I mean I'm not saying I'm really heavy or anything but I'm not one of those girls who's legs look like a pair of twigs.
"Hey you can put me down now Italy" I say after he just stands there holding me. "Oh yeah, hehe" Italy laughs and puts me down.
"Italy didn't you leave a bunch of your clothes upstairs?" asks Germany. "Ve, yeah why?" asks Italy. "Well I'm sure Claire would appreciate some proper clothes and shoes, you can't just keep carrying her around" says Germany. "Oh yeah! Come on Claire follow me" says Italy and I follow him upstairs into a bedroom. He looks a little disappointed that he won't have an excuse to carry me around anymore, I don't really mind but it is a little embarrassing especially with Prussia smirking at me.
"You can have any of these although they might be a bit big on you" says Italy pointing at a closet that has a bunch of uniforms and boots in it. "Are you sure? I don't want to mess up your clothes!" I say. "Oh don't worry bella, I have lots of extra uniforms! And we'll go buy you some clothes that actually fit you tomorrow, I can't have such a pretty girl wearing old military clothes!" says Italy happily. "Oh, well ok then, will you go back downstairs so I can get changed?" I ask. Italy nods and walks out closing the door behind him.
I walk over and lock the door before I get changed, I'm not worried about Italy but with Prussia in the house it's better safe than sorry right? I'm 5'6 and I think Italy is only a bit taller than me so I hope something will fit. I find a tank top and a pair of black pants that fit me alright. They're a little loose but it's nothing that a belt can't fix! Next to the closet is a dresser with a mirror hanging above it, I actually don't look to bad! But the bun my hair's been in since last night is looking pretty wild. I find a comb lying on the dresser and after a couple minutes I'm able to brush out the worst of the knots. My hair has always been a pain to deal with, it's bright red and hip length but I think it's one of the things that looks best about me so I've never cut it. Surprisingly one of the pairs of boots fit me after I put on a thick pair of socks, Italy must have pretty small feet for a guy! After fiddling around with my clothes a minute I unlock the door and walk back downstairs.
Huh, I wonder were they all went, maybe I'll find them if I go down this hallway? Somehow I get myself lost, I've opened a couple doors but they only revealed empty rooms. Mmmm what's that smell? All of the sudden I realize I'm absolutely starving, so I follow my nose down a couple hallways and come to a door where I can hear banging coming from inside. I knock before coming in but I don't think anyone hears me. Italy is busy stirring something on the stove, Prussia is banging around the fridge looking for something and Germany is scrubbing at a spotless counter. Prussia abruptly stands up apparently giving up on trying to find whatever he was looking for and notices me standing by the door. "Hey Claire looking way awesomer!" says Prussia walking over to me. "Thanks, what are you guys doing?" I ask. "Italy is cooking dinner, Bruder was messing up my kitchen- "Was not!" yells Prussia, "and I'm making sure nothing sets on fire like last time" says Germany. "Hey, beer makes everything taste better!" says Prussia, "Beer is flammable you dummkopf, you're not supposed to just throw it into the oven!" says Germany angrily.
"Whatever, come on Claire" says Prussia and he drags me out of the kitchen and down the hallway. "I want to see if you can beat the awesome me at video games!" he says and he pulls me into a living room. There's a huge tv and a cabinet with dozens of games in it. "Pick whatever you want and I'll beat you!" he says confidently. I don't really play games that much but I have played Mario Kart and I'm half way decent at it so I pick out that one and set it up. I pick daisy and Prussia is dry bowser. "Kesesese you're losing!" taunts Prussia after I lose the first race. "Just you wait, I'll win the next one!" We tie the next race so this is the deciding match and it's rainbow road. "Ugh, I suck at this course" I groan, "Well looks like I'm going to win frau!" boasts Prussia. Somehow I don't fall off a million times like I usually do but I'm way behind and Prussia is about to win when he hits a speed boost and veers off course while I sail over the finish line. "Whooo, yeah I won uhuh" I yell, jumping up and dancing around in a circle. "Well I went easy on you" says Prussia annoyed. "Sure you did"
"Claire, Prussia come here dinner's ready!" yells Italy so I pause my victory dance and follow Prussia to the dining room. Germany's already sitting at the table and Italy had just put down a huge steaming bowl of you guessed it pasta. I sit down next to Germany and across from Italy and we start to eat. "This is delicious Italy!" I say, I don't think I ever had pasta this good! "Thanks Claire! Maybe you can help me make some next time!" says Italy. Prussia must like it too because he's busy snorfing down a huge plateful, how is he even breathing while eating like that? Germany is eating at an insanely slow pace so after waiting forever for him to finish I help Italy clear the plates off the table and take them into to the kitchen.
"Here you can wash and I'll dry" I say and after a few minutes we've gotten everything cleaned up. I'm trying to get this one last cup up on a top shelf but it's just out of my reach even up on my tiptoes, "Hey Italy can you"- I'm cut off by Italy picking me up around the waist and lifting me up so I can easily reach the shelf. I put the cup away and he sets me down, "Thank you" I say looking down blushing. "Your welcome, Germany is always putting things up too high for me to reach, it's nice to be the taller person for a change!" says Italy happily.
"Hey Italy come look at this!" yells Prussia from the other room. "Coming" says Italy and leaves the room to go see what Prussia wants. *yawn* Wow, why am I so tired all of the sudden? I walk back to the living room and find Germany sitting on one of the couches reading.
"Hey Germany I'm pretty tired where am I going to sleep?" I ask tiredly. "Oh, I had forgotten I needed to sort that out, follow me upstairs." says Germany. Upstairs he opens the door to what I guess is a guest room but it looks like it hasn't been used in years. "I've been meaning to clean these out" he say's apologetically but is interrupted by a long yawn from me. "Well you can use my room for tonight, I'll clean this out so you can use it tomorrow." He says after seeing how exhausted I am. "Are you sure?" I ask. "Well I don't think you'll stay awake long enough for me to fix this room" he says, I think having a room this filthy is really bugging him, I guess using his room for one night will be fine. "Alright then" I say. He leads me to his room down the hall and I close the door and fall on the bed. I kick off the boots from Italy and don't bother with my clothes, and I fall asleep in a matter of seconds.
Awww Germany's so nice! But will a certain someone not realize Germany has switched rooms? Mwahaha! Please review and tell me what you think!