Romano Sick

Ambulance

Then Romano opened his eyes and cried:"Spaiin"
"Yes Mi Amor", said Antonio with a bright smile. "I'm hungry..."
"Ve~ me too", said Feleciano and looked to Spain. Spain nodded then and said:"Sure sure! I and Germany made some Pasta. And for you Lovi we made Tomato Soup. Do you want some?"

"Yeah... please", said Romano. Spain stood up and walked in to the kitchen. Feleciano stood then up too and screamed:"Pastaaa~" Then he ran in to the kitchen. Later Germany and Feleciano came back to the livingroom and sat on the couch. After a moment Spain came with two plates in his hands in to the room. On one plate was Pasta for himself and on the other was Tomato Soup for Romano. Romano took the Soup and slurped it.

"Not to fast Lovi", warned Spain. Romano blushed and tried to scream but it only came a whisper:"Don't call me that Shit you tomato bastard!" Then he began to cough. This won Spains attention. Antonio took the Soup and put it on the table. He rubbed circles on Romanos back, in hope the cough goes away.

"Ve~ Can't I do something for my Fratello?" Spain shook his head. After a few moment Romano stopped coughing. "Lovi are you okay?" Romano nodded. Germany and Feleciano were wondering what was going on. Then Antonio took the tomato soup and gave it back to Romano. "Now drink it slowly" With that Romano blushed again. "Antonio can I talk to you alone?", asked Germany and looked at Romano. Romano gave him then an angry look.

"Sure"

Then both of them walked into the kitchen. "Okay...", began Germany. "What is wrong with Romano he behaves weird today?"
"Yeah... There's something wrong with him. If he isn't going to get better in a few days I go with him to the doctor."

Germany nodded then. And they walked back into the livingroom.

Germany sat next to Feleciano and Antonio to Romano. "Done?" Romano didn't answer he just gave him the plate. His hand trembled as he gave Antonio the plate.

Antonio took it, walked into the kitchen and laid the plate into the sink. Suddenly he heard Feleciano scream."Antonio...! Help him!", he heard Feleciano scream. With that he ran into the livingroom and was shocked. There was blood. Everywhere blood. Italy screamed anxious and clung onto Germanys chest. Antonio ran to Romano and hugged him. Romano began to cry and Antonio wiped his tears away. "Shh... don't cry mi tomate. You're okay"

"No, I'm not okay!", he screamed.

"Germany call the ambulance", ordered Antonio. Germany nodded, took his phone and called the ambulance.

Antonio held Romano in his arms meanwhile Germany called the ambulance. "Hello? Please we need help!?", he began to speak into the telephone. "Vee~", cried Feleciano. "It hurts please stop it! It hurts so much!",cried Romano and burried his head in Antonio's chest. "Shh... Mi tomato...calm down", calmed Antonio Romano. "Hold on the ambulance is on its way!", muttered Spain.

Now Romano was still powerless and laid on Antonio's arms. Then the ambulance came. With that Germany stood up and opened the door. "Where is he?", asked the man. "In the livingroom.", answered Germany and walked back to the livingroom.