Italy's Adventure (Discontinued)

Chapter 1: What's Going On?

    "Germany?" I said as I opened Germany's office door. I didn't get a reply like I normally do. I looked at his desk only to find it with his paper spread all across it, almost like someone was looking for something specific. I looked a little closer only to find that there was a note saying
        "Italy, if you are reading this, then it means that I have not yet returned from the store before you voke up. I should be back soon so just sit still and DON'T mess vith my papervork please. Sincerely,
          Germany."

        "Oh for a second there I thought that something happened to him. What a relief." I had thought to myself. "I should make some pasta so that when Germany gets back he can eat." I had said in a cheery voice. When I was done making the pasta, Germany walked in. At first I didn't see it, but then I saw that he was bruised and a little bloody. I ran to him and said "What happened Germany?! Who beat you up and why?!" As I said this, my voice cracked slightly. I helped him get over to the couch with some difficulty considering he is much taller and more muscular than I am. When he was on the couch he said "I don't know who beat me up and nor do I know vhy."

"Why would anybody do that for no reason?!" I said with concern and a little bit of anger in my voice.

        "I don't know. The veirdest thing about it though is that they called me Holy Rome." When Germany said that I froze.
        "How about we get you cleaned up and eat the pasta I made for dinner. We can talk about this tomorrow. Si?"

"Ja." Is all Germany said. I think it had to do with how quickly I changed the subject when he mentioned the name Holy Rome.

        After we got all the blood cleaned off and iced the bruises. The whole time we ate, none of talked like we normally did. I didn't like the silence so I spoke up and said "Why didn't you wake me up? Vee~"

"I didn't vake jou up because jou looked really tired."

"You could of woken me up Germany. I will tell you when I don't want you to wake me up for stuff like that."

"Okay I vill remember. How did you sleep by the vay?"

"I slept fine. What were you picking up from the store Germany?"

"I vas picking up stuff like milk and eggs."

"Okay."

        After we were done eating and talking, we each went into our bedrooms. Later in the night I woke up and went into Germany's bedroom and crawled into the bed with him. After that I fell right asleep, even though I knew Germany woke up.

        The next morning I woke up to see Germany was gone. I got up and walked to his office. When I knocked on the door, I heard a loud bang. I had immediately ran in and saw something I hoped I would never see. What I saw was blood everywhere and his paperwork all over the place. I looked around and saw what possibly made the loud bang noise. As I looked at the big, heavy, wooden chair flipped over, almost as if someone had knocked it over in a rush to leave.