"Tch! Why the hell do we have to go to that potato-bastard's house anyway?!" Romano whined loudly as they walked to Germany's house.
"It can't be helped, big brother, you burned my kitchen trying to make pizza, ve..." Veneciano hugged his brothers shoulders.
Spain laughed, "Have an open mind, Romano." He patted Romano's head.
Romano tch-ed again and looked away angrily.
Germany quietly followed his brother into the kitchen and closed the refrigerator door that Prussia had forgotten about, and then followed him into the living room.
Prussia had made himself home on Germany's couch and turned on the television, chugging down a beer bottle.
"Brother, should you really be drinking beer in the middle of the day?"
"Yeah, you wanna join me?!" Prussia grinned at his younger brother.
"Uhh, no, I'll pass..." he walked back into the kitchen to clean.
"So who's coming again?!" Prussia yelled from the living room.
"I told you already."
"Ore-sama is way too important to remember everything!!"
Germany sighed, "The Italies and Spain..."
"Spain?! It's been a while, Ore-sama should call France so we can have a sexy party like the good old days hahahahaha--"
"No, don't call France!!" Germany yelled.
"Ehh? Why the fuck not?"
"S-south Italy doesn't like France, and it'll be a hell hole for me, since you're already here anyway..."
"Geh! How dare you say that to your wonderful and handsome big brother!?"
Germany sighed again, when someone knocked on the door.
Apologies for the short chapter. By the way, I use Veneciano and Romano for N. and S. Italy because it's easier to determine who's who. Once again, I unfortunately do not own Axis Powers Hetalia...
