Claire POV
It turned out that Romano was the one banging on the door, the minute Prussia opened the door Romano ran into the house looking pretty angry with Spain trailing behind. "Hello Prussia!" says Spain happily, he notices me standing farther down the hallway "This must be the bella dama England told me about!" he says walking over to me. "England told you about me?" I ask. "Si, he informed all the nations of his mishap, and I had to come see for myself!" says Spain with a grin. "Hello mademoiselle we meet again!" says France coming from behind Spain.
"What on earth are you wearing? Your clothing looks even stranger then when I last saw you!" says France looking at my outfit. "Italy lent me some clothes since I don't have anything else" I say. "Ah, it pains me to see such a beauty wearing such horrible clothing, we must get you some decent clothes at once!" says France with a gleam in his eyes, What is he planning now? I wonder. I must look worried because Italy comes over and says "I'm taking Claire shopping later, do you want to come too?" "Oh, but of course! Everyone knows I have the best fashion sense in Europe!" boasts France.
"Well I need to put up Samantha before we go anywhere" I say. "Who is Samantha?" asks Spain sounding confused. I hold up the turtle as an answer and his eyes light up seeing her. "Ah, what a cute turtle! Is she yours?" asks Spain. "Yeah, although I have no idea why she's here, apparently she just randomly dropped out of the ceiling onto Prussia's head last night." I say.
"My awesome head still hurts from that! You should get me something to make up for it!" says Prussia. "I don't owe you anything! You're the idiot who tried to give her beer and almost killed her!" I say angrily.
"What!" says Spain. "I taught you all about how to take care of turtles last year, when you came over." "Yeah well I got bored after listening to you rant about different types of lettuce for an hour" says Prussia.
"Here Claire" Germany has finally come back and he hands me a cardboard box. "Oh, thanks Germany! I'll go put her upstairs" I say and I stick Samantha in the box and walk upstairs. I go to the guest room that Germany showed me last night, it's sparkling clean now compared to before, he must of stayed up half the night cleaning! There's a huge bed with a white and blue quilt and a trunk at the foot of the bed. I stick the box on the trunk and I pull some books from a bookcase across the room and stack them next to the box so Samantha can't somehow knock the box off the trunk. The books are all in German, and I'm able to understand most of the titles on the spines, but I don't know much German so I can't read all of them. They seem to all be either about baking or military strategy. Germany sure has weird tastes in books, I think.
"Ve, Claire are you coming?" yells Italy up the stairs. "Yeah I'm coming" I yell back putting the books down. I run into Germany's room so I can grab my boots, they're not where I left them so I have to look around a minute, for some reason they're across the room under a dresser. I wonder how they got over there? I wonder to myself.
I quickly put my boots on and run downstairs, Spain is still scolding Prussia about the proper care and feeding of turtles (haha reminds me of Dr. Laura :p ), and France is leaning against the wall absent mindedly examining his nails.
"Ok ma cherie lets go!" says France grabbing my hand and dragging me outside. Italy and Prussia follow us out, a minute later Spain comes out dragging Romano. I run over to Romano and say "Hi Romano! I haven't gotten to properly meet you yet!" He abruptly stops cursing at Spain and looks surprised that I started talking to him. "Humph, hello bella." he says grumpily. I guess getting dragged around by Spain has gotten him into a bad mood. "Hey can I ride with you guys?" I ask. "Sure I guess if you want to" says Romano getting into the car that France, Spain, and he had come in. "Umm Claire are you sure you want to ride with him?" says France looking slightly worried, Oh I forgot about that, Italy is a pretty insane driver, is Romano the same?
"I'll be fine!" I say. Prussia gets into the back of the car and I get upfront, there's no way I'm getting squished back there with Prussia! "Ve, ok bella we'll see you at the shops!" says Italy as we pull out of the driveway. Hopefully we'll get there in one piece! I think to myself as Romano starts to speed up as we go down the road.
Sorry for cutting it off at a sort of weird spot, It's almost midnight and I'm half asleep while trying to write this! Thank you so much for all the follows and favorites, it brightens my day to see all the alerts in my inbox!