Sorry I have not updated in a while. Since I didn't I decided to give you two chapters in-stain of one.
Soviet Union woke up in panic. She was in a strange room and had no memories of how she got there. As she lay in bed her memories slowly came back to her. Her big brother had brought her to Germany's house, then left. She missed Russia, but wasn't sad as she knew the separation was imperative to their safety. Soviet Union looked at the clock next to her bed. She knows Germany would be up soon, if he wasn't up all ready. Soviet Union decided it would be nice and helpful if she made breakfast for everyone, after all they probably still needed to finish packing, and she was almost done { having never unpacked in the first place }. After dressing she put her night things into her bag, and carried it downstairs. Putting her bag by the door she went into the door she thought was the kitchen. Mostly because of the nice smells coming from there the night before. She was right, she also say someone had cleaned up the mess from the dinner no one ate. She thought it was a waste no one got to finish, but some of the leftovers could be good ingredients for the morning meal.
She immediately started to raid the kitchen. In the refrigerator she found some left over sauerkraut, bratwurst, boiled potatoes, and a bowl of cold rotini. There was also was some milk, marmalade, eggs. Ham, salami, allgäuer bergkäse, and weisslacker cheese. In the cupboards she found several kinds of grains, honey, rye bread, coffee, vegetable stock, fresh fruit, and several kinds of biscotti. Looking at what she had Soviet Union knew she could do something with all of it , not a traditional breakfast by any means, but it would still taste good. She could make a soup out of the sauerkraut, bratwurst, rotini, and vegetable stock, potato pancakes out of the boiled potatoes, Kasha out of the grains, a cold platter out of the ham, salami, allgäuer bergkäse, and weisslacker cheese, fry some egg, slice and toast the rye bread, and finish off by making some Caffè latte out of the coffee and milk. No it would not be a traditional meal for any of them, but it would be good. With her plans worked out in her head, she went about implementing them.
At 5:00 Germany came downstairs in a jogging suit, hearing something from the kitchen he looks inside. He was honestly shocked to find Soviet Union in their cooking already. He got her attention by clearing his throat. " Ah guten Morgen { good morning } Germany, I hope you had a peaceful night's sleep. " She greeted Germany as she added spices to the soup. " I slept very thank you, but I thought you said you didn't; speak german last night? " He asked as he came from the doorway. " I don't, but I know enough to greet you. I know how to say good morning, good afternoon, good evening, good night, hello, goodbye, thank you, and you are welcome in several languages. I also know several useful phrases like " Bitte, kann wo finde ich einen Polizisten. { Please where may I find a police officer. } In the some languages as well. Not to mention I'm flaunt in the most of the languages of soviet-states. " She answered as she continued to prepare breakfast. " That is a very useful thing to know. Wait a minute you said you're flaunt in the languages of the soviet-states, but Prussia was a soviet-state so then why aren't you fluent in German? " He asked right back. " Prussia was a satellite state, not a soviet-state. He had the connecting to the Soviet Collective like the rest, but I never learned his language, nor do I have as much control of him or the other satellite state as I do the soviet-state. " Never missing a beat she answered Germany question. " Well, O.K. then, I'll be going for my morning jog now, when I get I'll get the other two up, and if you could, would you be so kind as to feed my dogs. There food is in the pantry with instruction on how to feed them. Vielen Dank und auf Wiedersehen { Thank you and goodbye, } for now. I will be back. "
When Germany came back in from his jog, the house smelled like sauerkraut and bratwurst. He could also say that his brother was in the kitchen. He was already awake and alert, which was unusual for him. Germany had to practically scream in Prussia's ear before he got up. Prussia and Soviet Union both looked up as Germany enters the house, and asked. " Hallo Germany, was your jog pleasant this morning? " Hey bruder, how was the jog this morning? " "It was pleasant enough, but tell bruder, why are you up now, not that I am not complaining mind you, but it usually takes me 20 to 30 minutes to get your lazy ass out of bed in the morning. " Kesesese, the answer to that is quite easy, FOOD. I smelt the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen, it just pulled me right out of my slumber. It smelled so good that I had to find out what was cooking, and knowing Italy like I do, he will be down any minute now. " Just as Prussia said this, the before mentioned Italy stumbled through the door. As Italy came in, Soviet Union quietly made a cup of caffè latte, put some biscotti on a plate, and handed them to the Italian. " Buongiorno Italy, I hope you slept well. " She said as she turned back to her cooking. Italy took the cup and plate before sitting at the table. " Buongiorno e grazie troppo bella. Non sapevo che tu sapessi italiano. È così bello di voi per imparare la mia lingua, quante altre lingue conosci? ~ { Good morning and thank you too beautiful. I didn't know you knew Italian. It's so nice of you to learn my language, how many other language do you know? " Italy said while nibbling on his biscotti and sipping his caffè latte. When he finally stopped talking Soviet Union said, " Italy I know very little of what you said, though it did sound pretty, whatever it was. " Italy blushed at that. " I'm so sorry, I just assumed you knew my language. All I said good morning, thank you, and I asked how many languages you know. " Italy stammered, his blush getting deeper by the minute. " It's alright, how would you know I didn't know you languages, and thank you for telling me what you said. As for your question, I know 14 languages. They include Armenian, Azerbaijani, Belarusian, Estonian, Georgian, Kazakh, Latvian, Lithuanian, Tajik, Russian, Ukrainian, and Uzbek. I also know a smidgen of other languages. " Soviet Union answered. " That is a lot of languages to learn, why did you learn them, and why pick those languages, why not others? " Italy fired one question after another, not even letting her answer any of them. When Italy stopped to take a breath she quickly answered. " Italy, I didn't learn those languages, they are my native languages, I had to learn the other, and I only know enough about most of them to great people, and a bit more in some of the others. " " Oh I see. Well It's still nice you can great people in their own tongue. " Saying that Italy went back to nibbling his biscotti.
" O.K. then the food is ready. " With that, Soviet Union started to serve the food. " Italy are you just going to have your biscotti and caffè latte, or would you like a little more? " " You wouldn't have by any chance made some porridge would you? " Italy asked looking at her with puppy dog eyes. " Actually I have made some kasha, is that O.K. by you ? " "Yay, I would love to have some, and some more caffè latte and biscotti" Italy respond, Soviet Union smiled as she refilled his cup, put more biscottis on his plate, and filled a bowl with some kasha. Her brother had been right, Italy was childlike and sweet. She finished dishing up the food, and sat down to eat. For the next half hour no one spoke, and the only sound was the sound of silverware hitting plates, but they were all thinking. Germany and Prussia were both thinking about how good the food was, different but good. Italy was thinking how glad he was no one had tried to get him to eat a heavy meal. Soviet Union was thinking how worried she was about meeting the other nations, would they like her, would they be nice or mean, what would America and Canada think of her? The last one worried her the most. Since she was little her big brother has regaled her with stories of the north American twins. How brave and strong America was, or how sweet and kind Canada was, she had heard them all. In fact 8 out of 10 stories he told her were on those two.