AHHHH! I have not been here in…maybe a month…maybe…NO! I haven't been on here in 5ever. Yeah. 5 not 4. Anyway, I wanted to reward all of my followers and stuff with an extra chapter to Proposals! Yay! So ON WITH THE STORY!

Someone asked for GerIta and that's what imma give em!

It was a hot summer day in Venice, Italy. Italy (the personification not the landmass) was relaxing in a field of grass and flowers, on his right was the stylized lily*. On his left was a small patch of knapweeds*. He sat up and put up a canvas and started to paint the flowers in a field together. Once he finished, he laid back down waiting for the air to dry the artwork. He breathed in the fragrance of the flowers and just the air.

"Why can't every day be this perfect?" He sighed as he got up, packed up his things, and walked back to his home.

When he got to his door there was a note attached to it. 'I paint a flower on my canvas but none are more gorgeous than you my lily.' Italy smiled and, putting the note carefully in his art bag that he was carrying on his shoulder. He walked into the house and saw a little kitten sleeping on his couch. He went over to it and found a note attached to its collar. 'If I could have one more chance I would make you as happy as a warm sleeping kitten'

"What in the world is going on here?" He walked up to his room to put his things back but when he opened his closet there was one more note. It was on the floor. He knelt to pick it up but when he read it he knew exactly who wrote it…they left their name on the bottom. 'Meet me near the waterfall at 3:00 PM. Don't skip out. –Ludwig Beilschmidt'

"Luddy did this...?" He looked at his clock. 2:30.

"Crap. Should I go? He told me not to skip out but...what if it's a trick and it isn't him…Ohhh." He decided to go.

-TIMESKIP-

Italy had the waterfall in sight and he kept walking towards it. Germany was there. He was wearing a nice brown jacket, dress pants, and dress shoes, like he just got back from a world meeting. Italy felt a little embarrassed. He was wearing messy paint covered jeans that were rolled up to his knees, his shirt was too big for him and fell off his shoulder, and he was wearing sandals.

"Germany?" Italy said breaking the silence. Germany jumped up.

"Italy, you startled me." He chuckled.

"Oh...he he. So what did you want?"

"Italy," He got down on one knee and held Italy's hand, "I know that I tried this before and I was blown off. I understand if that happens again and I hope we can still be friends. I have been thinking about us recently. Well, more you than us. I can't get you out of my head. So," He pulled out a box and let go of Italy's hand, "Feliciano Vargas, will you be my husband?"

Italy's eyes went wide. He was taking a little while longer to answer than what Germany wanted but he stayed still and patient. Italy was trying to speak but he couldn't. He started crying and hugged Germany. He kept nodding but he still couldn't say 'yes'.

"What…?"

"Y-yes" Italy managed to finally get out that simple word. Then knowing Germany would get all flustered he kissed him…. Pushing them both into the waterfall and getting soaked. Germany got out and took off his jacket and set it on a rock leaving him only in his undershirt he took off his shoes and socks while Italy's sandals were already kicked off in the water. Germany sat on the edge and splashed him. Italy splashed him back but Germany never got a chance to retaliate because Italy grabbed him and they both went back into the water splashing at each other and having a blast. Until the sun went down and then they got out of the water and cuddled in the grass looking at the stars eventually falling asleep holding one another.

D'awwwwww. That ending tho. Anyway /casually wipes tears/ Reviews are greatly appreciated and I would love to have some more ideas to write about! Yay! Until next time,,,, BYEEEEEEE!