baby mine

chapter 18

Chapter Eighteen:

Italia sighed heavily as she looked out the window of Spain's house with a bored expression.

        "Ita, you gotta come here."Italia sighed, and looked over at Nicolai, who was smiling like an idoit at some program.

        "Why haven't you learned to say my name right you idoit?"Nicolai shrugged, and rolled his eyes as he took some chips from a bag.

        "You neber bold me bo."He siad speaking with a motuhful of chips. Italia sighed in disgust, and looked at the crumbs on the floor. Was he trying to annoy her again?

        "Gott, do I have to teach you everything? Don't speak with your motuhful of that junk. It's not very dignafied." Nicolai looked at her, eyebrow raised, and laughed. Italia huffed, and put her hands on her hips."What the heck is so funny?" She asked with irration. The boy seemed to take a break in the laughing, only to start up again when he looked at her annoyed expression."Stop it! I don't like this!" Nicolai contuined laughing."Shut up! I don't like this! How long are you going to do this for! I don't find it funny that you're a pig!" Finally, Nicolai seemed calm enough to answer her question. Well, the 'what the heck is so funny?' question anyways.

        "You sound like Mr.Britian." Italia blushed, and shook her head.

        "Shut up. I do not. What the heck are you watching anywyas?"She said, sitting beside him.Nicolai shrugged, and looked a t her.

        "Uhhh, Popeye....Do you wan to watch something else?"Italia shook her head.

        "Nah, hey did your Vati tell you where he was going with Uncle Prussia?"She looked at her friend through the corner of her now green eyes. Nioclai shook his head, and sighed.

        "Nope, but hey! This is good, isn't it? We never get the chance to be alone." Italia giggled, and blushed slightly.

        ""Well, Ludwig says I should never be alone with a boy. He says people will think badly of me if I'm caught alone with boys."

        "You know, Papa told me that it was ok as long as I didn't do anything bad with them. But I don't even know what bad things I could do with a girl. Other than something werid like killing them or something."Italia rolled her eyes, and sighed as she looked back at the tv for a moment.

        "Hey, Nicolai, I got a question for ya."

        "Go for it. What is it?" Italia looked at him, and sighed slightly.

        "What's that?"She asked, pointing to the curl on the side of his head, which was much like his father Romano's curl. Nicolai looked at his friend, and tilted his head in confusion.

        "Uhh, what's what?"He asked.

        "That!"She pointed again to his curl. He shook his head. Nioclai still had no idea what she was talking about. Espicall when she pointing at nothing!

        "What's what?!"He asked irritaly. Italia sighed in annoynace, and pulled on his curl.

        "THIS VERDAMN THING!"She yelled. Nicolai's face flushed, and he pulled her hand off.

        "STOP!! THAT MAKES ME FEEL WERID!"He yelled, and then looked at her.Italia looked at him with an eyebrow raised, as if daring him to touch her. Nicolai smirked, and shook his head."Besides, you have a little one on your hair too. I s it just now growing in or something?"Italia blinked, and put her hands on her head.

        "I do not have one!"She yelled defensivly. Nicolai smirked again, and then shrugged.

        "Yes, you do."