meeting myself

chapter 1

~meanwhile in italy~

Romano runs through the halls looking for italy "Italy you idiota (sorry if I misspelled) where the hell are you" he yells his voice echoing through the empty halls.

"Romana is that you" a soft but loud voice calls

Romano shakes his head and runs down to the corner. "Italy what the hell are yo......"

He rounds the corner and bumps against something soft. He grabs it and squeezes earning a soft moan. He looks up and blushes noticing the girl attached to it. "Sorry...." he says quietly blushes as red as his tomatoes.

"Its ok I'm just looking for my sister, you know you look a awful lot like her are you one of grandma romes' grandsons."

He looks at her confused "grandma rome?, no, no, no, you must be confused grandpa rome never married."

"No, you must be confused grandma never had a husband" she looks up close at him "who are you?"

"I'm Romano duh idiota, and if I might add who the hell are you? "

"I'm Italy, now stop joking around only Romana's called that"

"Whatever let's just go find our siblings"

She nods and with that they go looking for Romana and Italy.