DISCLAIMER:
I DO NOT OWN HETALIA NOR THE CHARACTERS
THIS IS FOR FUN AND NOT MEANT TO TAKE SERIOUSLY.
Pirate England ran up to Italy. "Give it back." He said staring down Italy.
Italy stared up at him. "I ALREADY SAID I'M NOT TAKING ORDERS!" Italy screamed charging at America.
"God, HELP ME!" America cried out. "I'm coming." Italy then found some gas and a knife.
"I am going to show you the flaming knife." Italy laughed at America's sobbs.
Then America stood up. "No." He said. Then the flaming knife disappeared.
"Wha- What?" Italy stared at his hands. "But I had a knife! What did you do?" Italy stared at America.
"Simple. God has given me the power of 'No'." America walked over. "This is WAR!" Italy yelled.
"Wait. You're overdoing this Italy." Germany looked at the angry Italy passing him.
"NO IM NOT! HE STOLE PASTA!." Italy grabbed Germany's collar. "So I declare WAR! AND YOU WILL BE MY ALLY! YOU HEAR!?" Italy let go and walked away.
"This was the start of the pasta war." "Australia why are you narrating?" England asked. "Why aren't you?" He asked back. "Good point." "And now they are going to gear up!" England said in an odd narrator voice.
"DERP! I'm bored." America sighed. "Well thats not my problem. You did the wrong thing and now we are going to war. And im dragged into it." Germany said bluntly.
"Well. If you would've been my saviour we wouldn't be here." America said. "Well if you didn't steal the pasta and eat it this could've been avoided." "Germany was still arguing with America." "Australia! Get OUT!" Germany kicked him then threw him out. "Aw man! And it was getting good."
(Out on the battlefield.)
"THE TIME HAS COME YOU BLOODY HELLIANS! IT IS WAR TIME!" Italy screamed on his little white pony. (Not Germany.) His army was behind him with bowls of pasta.
"Ok. Well I guess it's just me." America looked behind him to see nothing but a tumbleweed.
"At least your here." America smiled.
The tumbleweed rolled to the other side where the Italians' and Germans' were.
"You little traitor!" America sighed.
"CHARGE!" Italy screamed. "And that was the start of the Pasta War." "Australia! STOP NARRATING!" Italy threw a meatball and it knocked Australia out.