Hetalia humor

Chapter 1 The great pasta

"Hey Germany!!! "Italy said excitingly. "What Italy?? "Germany said confusedly. "I just wanted to say hi......... oh I like pasta!!"exclaimed Italy. "I already knew that Italy you don't have to say a bunch of times, now let's get to the beach"said Germany sadly. "Germany, why you look so sad?? "Italy said quietly while frowning. Minutes passed and they finally got to the beach. Italy was busy playing Marco Polo with himself while Germany was sitting on a beach chair napping. "Hey Germany!!!! "Italy said excitingly. "Huh, what Italy??? "Germany said halve asleep. "Come check this out!! "Italy yelled happily. "OK I'm coming Italy, just wait " Germany said still halve asleep. There in front of him was a giant bowl of pasta just sitting there on the sand. They both wondered where it had came from. Was it a giant's lunch? Was it a clay sculpture? It was a all a big mystery. "What could this mean, I've never seen anything like this before "said Italy. "Can I eat it please please please!! "he said. "NO! don't eat it, it might be dangerous just please don't eat it I don't want anything to happen to you OK. "said Germany seriously. "You really feel that way about me?!? "said Italy. "Well, sort of not really I'm just kidding I do. "said Germany. "OK good,  I thought so. "said Italy excitingly. They finally found out that the pasta was edible. So, of course Italy ate all of it.