The diaries of countries

Italy

So for the past few days Germany has been observing me ...not that I mind . It's just starting to scare me .
Yesterday I was eating pasta in the kitchen and he was staring at me through the gap in the door . So I went to ask my brother Romano what I should do , but when I went to see him and talk to him about it he got all upset and stared saying things like " stupid potato bastard better not hurt my brother again " honestly I don't know what he is talking about Germany has never hurt me , except for the time I made him eat pasta for 3 weeks straight and then he finally snapped and threw the pasta at me .... Let's just say he met my evil twin and he still has bruises . * creepy smile*
BUT YESTERDAY GERMANY DID THE UNTHINKABLE... He *sniffle sniffle * locked the door to the kitchen for 5 hours ... Five goddame hours ..... And that's all I remember before I think I passed out ... Maybe I drank to much of big brother France's wine again ... Cause right now I am in someone's bed and have no idea where I am . I mean usually when I get drunk I wake up with some idea to how I got there ... Well time to make pasta .😊😊
Note to self : get Germany to fined me and pick me up this house I am in is scary and cold it kind of reminds me of Russia .
Second note to self : find out what Romano was talking about Germany hurting me ... I think I know what he means .... If Germany is who I think he is the. Why has he forgot me he promised ;-;
Final note to self : when I call. Germany asked him why I have knives In my pockets and have his gun .... Now I am worried about Germany he will be fine right well .... PASTA ~~VE

( a/n well another part thanks for the people who are reading this 😘😘😘)