"Geez, Ven, what took you so long?" Romano complained as Veneziano walked back into the room.
The younger nation smiled brightly and tossed a bottle of Italian soda from their home onto the bed next to his brother. "I was digging for something to drink. Did you know Japan keeps fruit soda in the back of the cupboard? It's a little warm, but I'm sure it'll be good all the same."
Romano grinned as he picked up the drink and took a quick sip. "Ah. Home sweet home." He replaced the cap and set it back on the bed. "Now you were just at the part where you were leaving home..."
"Yeah," Veneziano nodded, sitting back in his computer chair. "So, I was scared and I left. I didn't really know where I was going... I just knew I had to get away so no one would fight me for my home."
Veneziano was sniveling as he slid his back down a tree. He wiped his eyes on his arms and put his head in his hands. "What am I doing?" he whined. "Where am I supposed to be going?"
"I guess that all depends on what you want to do," someone said, as he heard footsteps approach.
The Italian glanced up and smiled weakly. "Hey England," he muttered, worrying about what England would say about him sitting out here.
"What are you doing out here, Italy?" he asked.
Why doesn't anyone call me Veneziano? Italy frowned. I'm not all of Italy, just a part of it. "Just thinking," he mumbled.
"Well don't think so hard," the Englishman laughed. "Just follow your heart... Yeah, that's corny... I don't have control over the script though... But seriously... Just follow your heart. You like to have fun, don't you? Just do what you think will be the most fun."
"Fun?" Veneziano thought for a second. He hadn't really considered having fun while he ran away. He was too busy worried about where to go. But if he could have fun...
"I don't mean to bother you, but I had actually sought you out for a reason," England said, suddenly formal. "There's to be a presentation ceremony in a few days."
"Presentation Ceremony?" There were still new nations coming in? Weren't all of the nations...here already? "Where's this new nation?"
"It's an island to the east of Asia. The baby appeared at my place a week ago and I just now assigned the mentors."
Ven nodded. "I'll be there."
"Good," England smiled as he loosened up a bit, his news had been delivered. "Remember; just go where you can have fun. And it's always nice to have a partner in your fun."
A partner? But who would come with me on a wild run? "Oh!" he gasped suddenly. "Maybe my... England?" Italy looked around quickly but England was no where to be seen. "Okay..."
"Romano!" Veneziano yelled in a sing-song voice as he entered his brother's home. "Romano? Are you here?"
"I need to change my locks," South Italy sighed as he came down the stairs. He leaned against the banister and yawned. "What are you doing here? Is there actually something so important that you needed to come in person? You couldn't just call?"
"You have to run away with me," Veneziano told his brother quickly.
Romano lifted his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"
"We have to leave!" Veneziano insisted.
South Italy rolled his eyes and turned away from his brother. "Come home, Veneziano," he said as he started to climb the stairs again. "I don't have time for this."
"But our home is in danger. We're in danger! We're going to be attacked!"
Romano stopped, one foot hovering over the next stop. "What? Where did you hear that?" he asked, a slight panic hidden in his voice.
"Austria told me. He said that Turkey was going to come after us."
"And you seriously trust this guy?"
"Of course!" North Italy almost gasped. "He's my mentor. He raised me!"
The older brother stood completely still for a moment and shook his head. "All right. If you say Turkey is coming after our country then I believe you. What do we do now?" Romano sounded defeated.
"Easy. We leave. He can't take us over if he can't find us. No one can."
"And where do you expect us to go? What do you think we're going to do?"
"Well," Veneziano thought for a moment. "First, we have a presentation ceremony to go to."
Romano's features darkened. "What?" He crossed his arms. "I never get told anything anymore," he grumbled. "Why do we even have to go? If you think our Nationship is in danger, don't you think we should be as far away from the others as possible?"
"Romano! We can get in to trouble if we don't go. We have responsibilities! And after that we do what we do best. We have fun."
"That's what you expect us to do? Have fun?"
Veneziano smiled. "Sweet, sweet doing nothing."
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