It was night time...
As Spain woke up with a startle...
Just as a loud boom was heard...
Followed by loud scratches...
And sounds of someone crying...
So, Spain decided to check it out...
But as soon as he left the bedroom...
He was thrown back with a heavy force...
Followed by something gnawing on his flesh...
A few days later...
Romano was mad...
The tomato bastard was ignoring him!
And he wasn't answering any of his calls!
It was maddening!
...
So, he decided to go visit him...
And beat the bastard up for ignoring him!
-...Tomato bastard?-Romano said, in annoyance and surprise. Why wasn't the bastard around? Shouldn't he be working on his tomato field by now...? Speaking of tomatoes...They were completely rotten...-W-what was the Tomato bastard been doing all this time...?
He decided to search for him...
So he entered his house...
A horrible smell welcomed him...
Romano decided to ignore it...
He searched for Spain on the first floor...
When he didn't find him...
He went to the second floor...
Then, he walked a few steps...
And promptly fell to the ground in shock...
...
He couldn't believe his eyes...
-...S-Spagna...?-Romano said, still processing the sigh before him. It had to be a lie! It had to be a lie! It was just a nightmare, right? -...S-Spagna...?!
Before him was Spain's body...
Or what was left of it...
...
A bloodied head...
Attached to a bloodied torso...
With chewing marks on the spots...
Where his hands and legs should have been...