Drabble #4: Italy's Sense of Taste
It was an average morning. Italy woke up slowly, but his eyes never opened. "Ve~" He sits up, before making his way to the bathroom. He does his business, and descends the stairs. He goes into the kitchen, and starts to boil water. "Ve~ My pasta should be done soon~" He places the noodles into the water, then starts making some tomato sauce.
After a few minute, his pasta was done. "Ve~! It's finished!" He lifted a forkful to his mouth, and chomped down. Right away, he noticed something was wrong. His pasta tasted... bland. Italy's eyes snapped open, and his eyes started watering. "Ve~! Germany! Germany!" He dashed quickly up the stairs, heading straight for Germany's room. "GERMANY!"
"Italy! Vhat ist wrong!" The blond burst from his room, gun in hand. A choked sob came from Italy, as he stuttered out,
"G-G-G-Germany! It's t-t-terrible!" Germany blushed slightly, before awkwardly wrapping Italy in a hug.
"Vhat happened?"
"M-M-My PASTA!" Italy practically dragged Germany to the kitchen, and made him sit at the table.
"Vhat? This ist vhy du vere crying? Over pasta?"
"It tastes bland though~!" Germany took a bite, and gave Italy a confused look.
"Vhat? This tastes like your pasta normally does. Kind of tasty."
"Eeeeeeeh! B-But it tastes bland to me~!" Germany walked over to him, and pried open his mouth.
"Italy... Did du brush your teeth vright before eating your pasta?" Italy took a moment to think.
"Ve~ I did!" Germany sighed, and shoved a forkful of pasta into Italy's open mouth. "Ve~! It tastes so good now~!"
"Dumkopf."
A/N: There ya' go! Italy loses his sense of taste for a whole ten minutes! :D I have a list of about 26 ideas for this.
Next time! Essential French with Francis Bonnefoy.