The morning sun was like the devil beating my head with a sledgehammer. I sat up on the floor and checked my phone to see what time it was but instead of seeing the time I saw that I had two missed calls and three texts. Both of the calls were from Ludwig asking why I wasn't at the world meeting and the texts were from Romania asking me to meet him after the world meeting. I felt awful so I took a shower and after I got out I noticed this beautiful, greasy aroma of bacon wafting through the house so I got dressed and drug myself to the kitchen to find the culprit of the smell. It was Antonio and Francis lugging themselves through the kitchen making breakfast. None of us spoke a word to each other until Francis uttered the magical words, "Breakfast is ready."
"Alright!" I tried to exclaim but my head was pounding. Antonio got a plate and Francis and I followed and we all got some delicious food to satisy our hangovers. We all sat down not saying a word and ate to our hangover's content. After we were done eating Francis and Antonio got ready and I asked where they were going after they went to the door.
"To the world conference." Francis said unhappily.
"Wait will we even make it?" Antonio asked.
"We may be really late but at least we will make it, right?" Francis responded grogily
"Are you going Prussia?" Antonio asked me
"Nah, I think I'll hang out here" I said laying back on the couch.
"Alright." Francis said as he walked out closing the door softly. I lay on the couch for a little bit just laying there to lay there. Then I went to a park outside the conference building and sat on a bench looking down and covering my head for a little bit until I heard Romania's soft voice.
"Is this seat taken?" he said. I looked up and he was smiling a little. I scooted over and he sat next to me we talked until the moon was out. We went on like this for a few weeks before he asked me to go to dinner with him. I happily obliged and as we walked to a Romanian restaurant Romania was fond of I held his umbrella until we reached the restaurant. When we approached the doors, I held them open and as he entered I folded up the umbrella. One of the guys took the umbrella and put it in a closet looking thing. We went ot the table and I pulled the chair out for Romania and he said his thanks then I sat down and a waiter asked us what we wanted to drink.
"Mi-ar place vinul roșu vă rog." Romania said in his soft kind voice. I asked for beer and Romania had to translate because I didn't speak Romanian.
"Eu voi fi cu faptul că, în doar un minut." the waiter said with a smile. The waiter came with the drinks and asked something and Romania answered.
"What should I get?" I asked
"Try the Ghiveci." Romania said pointing to a picture on his menu.
"Ghiveci?" I said mispronouncing the word completly.
"Yes, Ghiveci is a very good Romanian dish."
"Okay I'll try it." I said Awesomely eager to try this dish. The waiter came backa nd Romania ordered for the both of us in Romanian. I sat back Awesomely awkward and then I started to wonder 'Why doesn't Romania have a heavy accent?'
"Rumänien?"
"Yes, Prusia? What's wrong?"
"Why don't you have a heavy accent?"
"What?" Romania said confused then he answered with a little smile and a giggle,"Oh, that's because I have practiced speaking English for quite a while."
"Oh Awesome, when do you find the time to practice?"
"Any free time I have."
"That's Awesome." I said
"I guess. The English language is actually quite hard to grasp."
"Tell me about it." I said as the waiter came back with our food.
"Ghiveci pentru tine și tu." The waiter said as he set the food down
"Mulțumesc." Romania answered
"Bun venit dumneavoastră." The waiter said with a little smile. All of what was next sounded like crazy gibberish to me. Then my attention turned to the stew. It looked kind of weird but it smelled Awesome. I looked at my table settings and there was more than one spoon. I just grabbed one and Romania looked at me funny and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Ja of course, the Awesome me knows exactly what to do."
"Are you sure? You grabbed the wrong spoon."
"I did?"
"Yes, Prusia, you did."
"Oh." I said a little embarrassed. How was I supposed to know which spoon to use! Romania showed me which one and I grabbed then I tasted the stew. It was Awesome! The perfect blend of vegetables and spices. All of the flavors made my taste buds dance an Aweosome dance.
"Do you like it?" Romania asked as he set his napkin neatly next to his bowl.
"Like it? I love it!" I said excitedly. Romania giggled a little and smiled.
"I'm glad you like it." He said softly. We finished our bowls of stew and we were too full for dessert when the waiter came and asked so we left. I payed for the bill and we headed out. It was pretty late so I offered to walk Romania home. When we reached his house, i walked him up the steps and gave him his umbrella. Romania stared at his umbrella for a little while then looked at me.
"Thank you, Prusia."
"For wha-" I was interrupted by Romania kissing me on the cheek.
"For that." He answered as he walked inside his house. I touched my cheek in shock and walked home. When I reached home I couldn't stop smiling. I decided to sit on my couch and watch T.V. before I took a shower and went to bed.
