"Germany! Hey, hey, Germany!" Italy burst into Germany's office.
Germany sighed in annoyance. "What is it, Italy?"
Italy jumped in front of Germany's desk, waving his arms. "Guess what?!"
"What?" Germany groaned.
Italy laughed happily, and wore a big smile on his face. "I made some pasta!"
"Go away, Italy, I'm working on important matters." The German continued looking at the papers on his desk, shooing the Italian away with his hand.
"Come on, Germany, I made some for you, too!" Italy said enthusiastically. Germany's gonna be so proud of me! He thought.
"You made some…for me?" Germany was surprised, and emotionally touched.
"Yeah! And I made enough for America and Britain to have some!" Italy grabbed Germany's hand and dragged him to where America and Britain were. He served everyone pasta.
"Dude!" America exclaimed. "This stuff is totally fit for the hero!" He shoveled the food into his mouth, like the gluttonous American he is.
Britain carefully put the food in his mouth. This pasta is much better than my precious scones… He thought somewhat gloomily. "I say…you make pasta well…"
Germany took a bite of the pasta, (while being stared at by an excited Italy). Wow…this Italian is an amazing cook… He thought in astonishment. "Well, it's not half bad…"
This made Italy very hyper. "You like my pasta?! Yay!"
Germany was taken by surprise when Italy suddenly flung his arms around him and embraced him. This time, though, he didn't push Italy away immediately…(he waited for a while before he did that… Wow, what a big step)! And during that time, Japan snuck in and took a picture with his camera.
America had noticed Germany's behavior, as well. "Woah…dude… Hey, Britain, did you use your black magic or something?"
Britain jumped in shock. "What?! What black magic?! What are you talking about?!" He paused, then, spoke again. "Fine…I practice black magic…but I didn't use it on Germany…"
The German blushed and averted his eyes from the Italian. Then, he noticed everyone staring at him. "What are you three looking at?!" He then saw the camera in Japan's hands. "What the hell, Japan?!"
The three other countries fled the room quickly, wanting to escape more of Germany's rage. He was left in the room with Italy.
Italy began poking Germany's arm. "Hey, Germany, let's go outside and play football!"
"Italy, I have work to do…"
"But you've got to take a break, once in a while! You're always working!"
The German sighed in defeat. "Fine…"
The Italian smiled. "Ve~! Let's go!" He grabbed Germany's arm and led him outside.