The next morning, Germany woke up to find that Italy was no longer lying beside him.

He wondered what Italy could be doing, because usually he was the first one up. When he went into the kitchen he found Japan and Italy in the middle of cooking.

"Germany, you're up!" said Italy running over, and hugging him. "Me and Japan are making lunchboxes for when we go home."

"Good morning, Germany-san," Japan said. "Is there anything specific you would like in your lunchbox?"

"If you have any wurst, that would be good," said Germany.

"Alright."

As he watched them work, Germany got an idea.

"Hey, do you guys mind if I help you?"

A few hours later, Prussia woke up and went into the kitchen. Japan was there cleaning dishes.

"Morning, Japan," he said yawning.

"Prussia-kun," Japan said. "Good morning. Germany-san and Italy-kun are up in their rooms, we already ate breakfast. I can heat some up for you, if you'd like."

"Ah, that would be great, thanks," said Prussia, glad that he didn't have to face Germany right away.

"Oh, we made lunchboxes. Yours is that one there," said Japan pointing to the lunchbox, wrapped in a yellow chick patterned cloth.

"The cloth is so cute!" Prussia thought to himself as he picked it up. "Italia-chan must have made it!"

Prussia happily unwrapped the cloth from the lunchbox. Slowly he lifted the lid, wondering what yummy things Italy made for him. When he looked inside, he was shocked. The only food in the lunchbox was plain white rice, and written across the bed of rice, were the words, "Stupid Idiot," in hot sauce.

"Um, Japan?" Prussia said placing the lid back on. " This lunchbox…who made it?"

"Oh, Germany-san did," Japan answered. "He said he wanted to repay you for coming down and looking out for him."

"I…see," Prussia said. "I think…I should be heading home."

"What about breakfast?" asked Japan.

"I'll have to pass," said Prussia. "I just remembered, I have things I need to get done."

"Ah, okay then," Japan said. "Goodbye, Prussia-kun."

"Bye Japan."

"Nii-san left?" Germany asked Japan, while he helped him clean.

"Yes. He said he had things he needed to get done," said Japan, as he dusted a shelf.

"Did he get the lunchbox I made him?"

"Yes, he took it with him when he left."

"Alright."

For the next few minutes they continued cleaning. When they finished they sat down for a cup of tea.

"Will you be leaving when Italy-kun wakes up?" asked Japan.

"Yeah. We would've left earlier, if he hadn't decided to take a nap," answered Germany, taking a sip of tea.

"Heh. Italy-kun does love to sleep."

"Yes, he does."

As they drank their tea, they felt very tranquil, listening to the chirping of the birds outside.

"Germany-san," Japan said, putting down his cup. "I wanted to know if you are feeling better, after yesterday's incident."

For a second, Germany thought Japan was referring to what happened between Italy and his Brother, but realized he was talking about him passing out.

"Ah, no I'm okay now," he answered.

"That's good," said Japan. "I told Italy-kun you passed out because of heatstroke, but I'm not honestly sure. Is there any other reason you can think of that would cause you to pass out?"

Germany thought of the vision he had before he passed out, but decided no to mention it.

"No, not really," he said.

"Alright," said Japan. "If you're sure."

Soon after, Italy came into the room, fully rested.

"Are you ready to go?" asked Germany, finishing his tea.

"Yep," said Italy.

"Then we'd better get going," Germany said, getting up. "Bye Japan, Thank you for having us."

"It was my pleasure," said Japan, walking them out. "Have a safe trip home."

"We will!" Italy said happily. "Bye Japan!"

"Goodbye."