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Romano took a small trip before going to the hotel that Prussia told him before. He knocked on the door. Usually Romano would be terrified to even come within 50 feet of him, but this was different. He needed their help. The door opens revealing a scowling England. His scowl changes to a look of confusion when he sees Romano standing there.
"Why are you here?" England asks.
"I need you to do something for me. I need you to cook me some scones." Romano replies with a completely serious look on his face.
"you want me to cook for you? Of course I would! Come in so you can wait inside. Would you like some tea while you wait?" England was so thrilled that another person wanted to willingly eat his food that he didn't bother to ask why Romano wanted his food all of a sudden.
England walks to the kitchen and pulls out all of the ingredients that he wanted to use for the scones and let's just say that the food items would be the worst combination when combined. Romano follows behind.
"I'll need to take it with me." Romano informs him.
"okay. That's no problem. I'll just put the scones in a plastic bag after it cools." England doesn't even look up from his cooking when Romano says that.
Romano stands in the kitchen smiling a twisted smile when the mixture becomes worse and worse. After a short while England puts everything he wanted in the concoction and pours in into another pan. He places the pan in the oven. He sets the oven on it's highest setting. He turns back to Romano.
"It's been nice weather here the last couple of days." England tries to create some small talk.
"The weather's been terrible in Italy." Romano mutters. He really wanted quiet for a while so he could go over all of his plan again in his head.
"oh." England replies.
He really should have known better than bringing up weather because he knew that Italy was having bad weather, as troubling as that is. It was all over the news. They both stay silent until a bunch of smoke starts coming out of the oven and the smell of something burning fills the kitchen.
"Scones are done!" England grabs some oven mitts and takes out his creation. He smiles down at the burnt mess proudly. "are you sure you don't want any of this right now? You look rather hungry."
"S-si I'm sure. I just ate." he couldn't hide the stutter in his voice from fear of actually having to eat any of this food.
That was NEVER going to happen. He was simply using this... Thing for his plan.
"I hope you enjoy eating my scones later then." England replies.
After a few minutes England puts the items in a bag. They were too burnt to actually be considered food anymore. Romano takes the bag from England and they exchange their goodbyes before Romano leaves the house. when Romano gets into the car he pulls out his cleanest pocket knife and opens the bag of 'scones' and stabs each burnt piece just to be safe. He didn't want to have to deal with this stuff if it was some how alive and by the looks of it there was a high chance that the whole bag would have started crawling away.

(Germany, a couple hours later.)
The movie ended up being four hours long from start to finish and sometime during that four hours Italy fell asleep. After the movie Germany chuckles when he sees Italy had fallen asleep. He carefully picks him up and carries him out of the theater.
'i really hope that no one thinks I actually kidnapped him...' Germany says as he realized how it probably looked.
He carried Italy over to the passenger seat and buckles him in before walking over to the drivers side of the car and doing the same for himself. The entire ride home was pleasantly silent. Germany was relieved that Italy hadn't waken up from a nightmare yet. That was a good sign. When they arrive at the house Germany picks Italy up again. Italy stirs a little.
"Germany?" Italy barely whispers.
"Ja it's me. You should get your rest. You've had a rough couple days." Germany carries Italy to his own room and tucks him in. He gives him a gentle kiss on his forehead before leaving the room. Germany still had paperwork he needed to finish before bed. After he was finished he could check on Italy again. Germany set to work on his paper work.

(meanwhile...)
Italy heard his name being called and someone was shaking his shoulders. He opens his eyes to see Romano in the same position that he always is in the dream where Romano is about to kill him. Italy shrinks back and starts pleading in fast Italian for Romano not to kill him, but he knows it's no use. In this dream Romano always succeeds. He tries to push Romano away and somehow succeeds. Romano hits the floor with a thump. He stands up now angry. Italy freezes up. He realizes that this is not a dream and now he's in trouble. Romano slaps him, not wanting much of a fight out of him. Italy is about to scream for help but Romano covers his mouth.
"If you scream, I'll cut out your vocal cords." Romano whispers harshly.
Italy nods with tears in his eyes. Romano uncovers Italy's mouth. "Now you be quiet and stay right here or else I'm going to force you to eat England's cooking." Romano threatens as he shows him the bag.

(to Prussia..)

Prussia had managed to scoot the chair towards an open stair case. He closes his eyes and sighs. He didn't want to try this method of escape, but he had no other option at the moment. Right now every minute counts and if he wants to save his younger brothers life, he'll have to do this. Without any second thoughts, he scoots himself a little further towards the stair case so he's barely balancing on the edge. He leans back a little further sending him flying down the stairs. He hits the bottom of the stairs with a groan. The chair did break, which meant that he could get free of the rope tying him down. He stands up once he accessed that none of his bones were broken from the tumble. He takes out his cell phone and tries to call Germany, but his phone was off. He settled for the next best thing and called the emergency number to get the police involved. Romano would not be getting away with this.

(Germany.)

Germany hears a rather loud noise come from upstairs and he looks in the direction of where the noise came from.
'oh no, vhat has happened to him now?' Germany sighs knowing that the noise came from Italy's room.
He puts down the pen that he was using for his paperwork and stands up. Right now it seemed like the best time for a break. He slowly makes his way over to Italy's room thinking that whatever happened couldn't be huge since on a normal occasion, Italy would run away from whatever scared him while calling for help. He approached the door and grabbed the door knob. When the door opened the first thing he saw was Italy sobbing silently on the bed. Italy's eyes held warning as he silently tried to tell Germany to leave the room. Germany walked over to Italy and tried to figure out what was wrong with him. Germany was about to ask Italy what was wrong, when the door shut and locked. Germany's back stiffens as he realizes that he had just walked into a trap. He turns around to face Romano.
"I suggest you sit in that chair before I have to use force bastard." Romano says icily in the dead silent room. Romano points to a wooden chair sitting in the middle if the room, facing the bed where Italy was sitting. Germany sits in the chair, not wanting Romano to decide to lash out on Italy. He could take anything that Romano decided to do to him but Italy would have a hard time since he still had the wound in his shoulder and not to mention the countless others from earlier when Germany didn't know how Romano was hurting him.
"now it's time for you to feel all the pain that I've had to deal with. Feli would always talk about YOU never me but fucking YOU." Romano glares at Germany walking closer in front of him. He takes one knife and stabs him in the shoulder. Germany hisses in pain, but keeps eye contact with Romano. Romano turns and looks at Italy. Italy had his eyes closed not wanting to see what was happening. Romano walks over to Italy and grabs his chin roughly. Italy opens his eyes on the verge of another flood of tears.
"I never told you to close your eyes. You will watch the potato bastard's pain or I'll just make his punishment for stealing you away longer."
Italy nods. Romano let's go of his chin and walks back over to Germany.
"maybe I should just end your life right now." Romano circles the chair using another knife to brush against the skin on his neck.
"that would be too easy though considering all the suffering you've put me through." he stabs the knife into Germany's back right into some nerves so any movement in his back would cause pain.
Romano continued to hurt Germany for at least twenty minutes before looking back at Italy to make sure that he was watching. Italy looked into his brother's eyes, fear apparent on his face.
"Ill keep my promise and stop hurting the bastard." Romano says. Relief floods through Italy.
"I'd rather just finish him off." Romano smirks.
He turns back to Germany. Italy wasn't about to let this happen though. He didn't care what happened to himself, all he wanted was for Germany to be safe. He got off the bed and ran in between Romano and Germany. At the same time Romano was thrusting the knife towards Germany's heart. It took a second for Romano to process what he had just done. He just possibly killed off the one he loved. He takes the knife out of Italy and let's it clatter to the ground. He slowly backs up. Romano heard the sirens, but every thing felt like it was in slow motion. Was Feli... Dead? The police came and arrested Romano. Every thing was in too much of a blur for him to fight back. In the room Italy had collapsed, falling into Germany's lap. His heart beat was shallow which frightened Germany. The ambulance arrived and the paramedics took out the knives that were in Germany. They put Italy and Germany on separate stretchers, taking them both into an ambulance. Germany heard that night that Italy was in critical condition as he laid in bed after getting stitches in the places that needed stitches. He couldn't fall asleep that night and during the night, it rained in Germany.

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