Germany had grown accustomed to Italy's unusual habits in the time he had been with him- Appearing and disappearing seemingly by magic, his ability to consume large amounts of food in small amounts of time, but showing up in Switzerland's house, happily gobbling down his food, this was impressive even for him. As Switzerland and his sister guided the German through a short hallway, into the dining room he realized there were other guests. Mainly, Rome. He shuddered, dreading another encounter with the man but he and Japan needed to retrieve Itlay. He stepped into the room and took in the scene: The Italian family, lit up by the elaborate glass chandelier, gathered around a mahogany table with a white tablecloth stained with wine and red sauce, making it look like the scene of a particularly gruesome murder. "Oh! Germany!" Italy exclaimed his face lighting up as he ran to envelop Germany in a hug. He squeezed his friend tightly while Rome made some perverted comment directed at him. "I am glad to see you ARE WELL" Germany said, looking down at the smaller figure.
"And Japan came too!" Italy squealed excitedly. Japan simply nodded and smiled softly, hoping to evade a hug. "You can meet my wife" Italy cheered, releasing Germany from his death grip of a hug. He rushed over and grabbed Liechtenstein ( who had been refilling Romano's wine ) glass by the wrist. Germany turned a deep shade of red, making him look like a blond tomato. Italy was impulsive and silly but this, it had to be a joke. "You are kidding me, right?" Germany tried. Italy stared back and said, in all seriousness "Of course not!" Germany was temporarily at a loss for words so he just stood there in horror. Japan, as usual was quiet, his emotions hinting confused amusement. "Italy…" Germany said, scrambling for words "You should think things through very carefully. This is not something to do without thought."
"Nonsense!" Rome interjected but was ignored by everyone but Romano who began quarreling with him.
"Mr. Germany," a soft voice whispered and Germany realized Liechtenstein was still there. "Would you and Mr. Japan like some wine?" Japan shook his head no, and Germany, upon finding out about the house's absence of beer also declined. "Perhaps we should go to the sitting room" he instead suggested, wanting to escape the noisy room he was currently in and Switzerland happily shooed the Axis Powers away.
Germany was perched uncomfortably on a dark blue seat, Japan next to him as Italy explained the situation. Well, explained isn't exactly the right word. "And then Mr. Switzerland- he is quite scary you know!, He pointed a gun and me and I started screaming but that didn't work. He was going to kill me! Shoot me dead!"
"Italy." Germany said sternly, "You can NOT go running off like that! " He scolded Italy like he was a small child. "What if Russia had captured you? You have to be prepared!" Italy was clearly not listening and was beginning to drool a bit so Japan tried "Italy-San, if you do not mind me asking, how did you and Liechtenstein meet?" Italy acted like he had been waiting ages for someone to ask that question and launched into a story. Germany sighed. He dearly wished he had some beer right now.
Author Note: Wow, this took a while! Germany was very hard for me to write and I hope he wasn't too OOC. The next chapter will give backstory on how Italy and Liechtenstein met. Thanks to everyone who reads this! I'm very new to fanfiction and didn't expect so many people to enjoy my work!