The Lovely Story of Evil Chibitalia

Asstria

The next day, Austria was hiding in his room with his piano that he somehow managed to get in there (Hungary probably helped him) while shivering. "WHEEEERRRRE ISSSS MYYYY PAAAASSTAAAAAAAAAA!!!" A squeaky Italian accent said from behind the door. "I-ITS AT PRUSSIA'S HOUSE!!!" Austria cried. Perfect, he thought. Now demon douche Prussia could get tortured by the evil chibi thing.
"I ALREADY CHECKED HIS HOUSE ALL HE HAS IS SAUSAGE AND POTATOES!!!" Italy screamed. Austria also screamed and hid under his bed.
"IM GOING TO CHECK THE KITCHEN. IF THERE IS NO PASTA THERE IM-A GOING TO KILL YOU!!!"
Austria was terrified. A few minutes later, he heard more footsteps in the hallway. He shuddered because he knew it was Italy. Then he heard banging on the door. "Hello?? Mr. Austria??? Are you in there???" Said a voice that didn't sound like Italy's. Instead of getting up to unlock the door, the door was simply kicked down. Italy obviously couldn't do that, so Austria knew it was just Hungary. "Oh there you are!!! Uhm, what are you doing in here??" Hungary asked. "HIDING FROM THE DEMON!!!" Austria cried. "Demon?! IS PRUSSIA HERE?!" Hungary hissed. "NO NO NO DONT WORRY NOT HIM. But uh-" "If you're saying that Italy is a demon you need to go to therapy because Italy is obviously an angel." "NO NO NO ITALY IS NO ANGEL HUNGARY ARE YOU BLIND?!" "I think you hurt Italy's feelings." "ITALY HEARD THAT?!" "Yes of course, Italy's right here." Hungary stepped to the side to reveal Italy standing there. "Now I've got to go kill thi-I MEAN, go..do stuff. Haha!! Yep just normal woman stuff!!! So bye!!" Hungary ran off. "NO WAIT DONT LEAVE ME WITH IT!!!" Austria cried. "Did you get-a me some pasta?!" Italy hissed. "Nn-Yy-I don't know." Austria stuttered. "You don't-a have any, do you?!" Italy said raising a knife. "UH-" "ASTA LA PASTA ASSTRIA!!!!"

Wow ok lovely. Look I updated this monstrosity. Wonderful. I need counseling. Bye