Next Day
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Germany rose at dawn with the sun; a soldier's habit that he kept with him. The normally quiet morning was broken by soft muttering. Remembering last night Germany looked over at the mat guiltily. Italy laid there huddled in a ball. His light brown hair had fallen over his eyes. The small frown only increased Germany's guilt as he crept past Italy letting him sleep.
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Germany relaxed once out of his room, returning to his normal walk. He headed towards the yard where to his satisfaction he found Japan.
"Good morning Germany." Japan greeted calmly.
"That was a mean trick." Germany stated referring to the previous night. Japan blinked not knowing what Germany was talking about. "Sending him to me; why couldn't he stay with you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't see Italy at all last night. Did something happen?"
"Germany!" Italy cried cheerfully. Germany turned to face the happy boy.
"Italy," Germany began, the complete polar opposite, "Japan says you didn't talk to him last night."
"I-I wanted to st-stay with you." Italy stuttered meekly. Germany marched over and picked Italy up by his collar. "Germany, Germany?" Italy asked repeatedly as he was carried over to the middle of the yard.
"If you are going to play with me; we'll play my way, pushups." Germany said curtly. Italy whined as he did them. Germany standing over him the whole time, yelled instructions. It took all morning.