Germany quickly put Romano to bed and walked to his. "God, I'm so dumb." Germany said hitting himself. "Italy might die because of me.". Germany ran to the bathroom and splashed water on his face. "Stop it Germany, Italy is fine, just one more night and Italy will be home." Germany sighed and walked back to his bed. Germany quickly pulls his shirt off and throws it in a basket and gets into bed. "Italy will be fine, Italy will be fine, Italy will be fine, Italy will be fi...." Germany passed out.
-time skip brought to you by dreams-
Germany woke up in a field of grass, startled. "Where the hell am I?" Germany said rubbing his eyes. Germany gets up and looks around. "Why is this place feel so, so..." Germany stopped and saw the last person he wanted to ever see. "Italy..." Germany muttered. Italy looked over and smiled. Germany wanted to run over to him but felt like he was glued to the ground. "What the hell, why can't I move?" Germany said trying to move his feet. Italy started to walk over to him. Germany looked down at his feet then back up to see Italy gone. "Italy, where are you?" Germany cried and felt a warm hand touch his face. Germany looked down and saw Italy covered in blood. "WHAT THE HELL, Italy!" Germany screamed. Italy slowly points to Germany's hand. Germany looked and saw a sword in his hand driving into Italy's stomach. "OH MY GOD!" Germany screamed and woke suddenly up with Romano beside him. "Finally I got you up. What happened to you?" Romano asked. Germany looked at Romano and started to cry. "Hey take it easy..." Romano said. Germany looked up. "I killed Italy, I'm a murder." Germany cried.
