A Box of Tomatoes, APH

A Box Of Tomatoes, APH

Chapter 1- Intro

"Mmm...Germany?...where are you? You know I'a don't like playing hide and seek in big creepy forests!" Italy whined. He and Germany had been separated for awhile now, and it was starting to scare Italy. Sure, he had been lost on his share of islands alone before, but Germany said to stay together on this journey. He detailed how many dangers and horrible things could happen to him. Ruthless monsters and....quick sand....Italy started to get even more scared with every passing thought.

"G-GERMANY!!! Germany, Germany, Germanyyyy!!!!" He ran around shouting his partner's name, having no particular direction to go in. Italy was planning on running around forever, but he tripped. Ironically enough it was on a box of tomatoes...

"AW! A box of tomatoes!!! Now I'a won't be as hungry!" Italy reached to open the lid, but it started jumping up and down.

"AH! Hello to you! I am the box of tomatoes fairy!!! Let's be friends, okay'a?"

"Oh...okay'a!...But I am'a really hungry! Do you think i could have'a some of'a your tomatoes?"

"NOO! I mean...you don't want to see my guts do you?"

"Just'a one?"

"If you touch me again I'll...I'll do something horrible! I swear!!!" Italy thought about it...was a tomato really worth some unknown tragedy. If his brother was here he would of opened the box by now. But he wasn't here, and his stomach kept getting louder and louder. Without further thought, he started to pry the lid off.

"No no no!!! I told you not to do that!!! Now I'm going to have to do something I don't want to do!!!" Italy was going to question what the box said, but before he could get anything out of his mouth a bright flashing light appeared. Italy stumbled back, the light blinded him, but soon, it turned to darkness...

"Italy?...I thought I told you to stick with me this time! You know I don't like it vhen you vander off on your own!" Germany was irritated. He had been looking for Italy for what seemed like to him a few hours. When he was about to start shouting his name again, he found an empty box of tomatoes. The lid was already popped off of it and there appeared to be nothing inside. He examined it further, hoping to find traces of Italy. None. He started to hear noises coming from a bush behind him. He quickly armed himself with his sticky friend and prepared for a wild beast of sorts to pop out. But to germany's surprise, a crying kid came crawling out of the bush instead. A kid that looked just like Italy!

"Uhm...are you lost?"

"Please'a don't hurt me Mister! I'm'a very very lost!" The child was in tears, leaving it very awkward for Germany. He bent down near the kid, still armed just in case it's a trap, and tried everything that came to mind to stop his sobbing. Well, he assumed it was a boy because it looked and acted just like Italy. And Italy was a boy.

"I von't hurt you, okay? Vould you p-please stop crying?" His brown eyes looked surprised, he thought he was big and scary, but he turned out to be a nice guy!

"I'll do anything as long as you'a don't hurt me!"

"And I said I vouldn't." He started smiling, but his smile disappeared when he remembered something.

"O-o-oh no'a! Mister Austria will be upset if I don't get back!" It was then that Germany realized something tragic. Italy didn't remember who he was. It should of dawned on him earlier, when he called him 'mister'. And the only thing he remembers was up to the point where he was living with Austria and Hungary. It also dawned on him to question how he got changed back into a toddler. But never mind that, he had to deal with a kid version of Veneziano. Twice as worse as normal Veneziano.

"Uhm, you aren't living with Austria anymore...you're independent, remember?" Chibitalia shook his head 'no', "W-what do you mean'a? Does that'a mean I can see my big brother again? Is he indep-...indepinadent too?"

"Independent. And ja, you and him are unified." Italy all of a sudden got really excited.

"Can I go see him'a? Can I'a?! Oh! And can I go see holy Rome'a too?"

"....Who's Holy Rome?"

"He actually look's'a lot like you...but he's one of my best'a friends, and he promised to come back'a and see me after the war!" Germany didn't know how to respond. Say yes? Say no? He didn't even know if this 'Holy Rome' guy existed anymore. He saw the hope on chibitalia's face, and didn't find it a need to tell him no.

"Maybe."

"Yahay!...So'a.....if I don't live'a with Mister Austria anymore...where do I live?" Italy inched closer to Germany, hoping somehow it would make him answer faster.

"Uhh...Venice?"

"Okay'a....why am I'a here and not in Venice?" All these questions were making Ludwig nervous.

"Uhm...V-vould you like me t-to take you there?" Feliciano jumped into Germany's lap, rapping his arms around his head.

"Si! I would'a like that!" Ludwig was as stiff as a board. He didn't do particularly good with children, but he's known Italy for awhile so it couldn't be that bad right?

He got up from his crouching position and started heading back to their boat. Italy looked fully content being in Germany's arms. It was obvious he got close to strangers to quickly. It was also obvious he didn't like heights. He rapped his arms around Germany's head really tight, and just in-case he fell he kept pulling himself up. Germany had a tight grip on him though, so he didn't know what he was so worried about. Germany looked down, Italy was staring up at him, questions probably forming in his little mind.

"Hey'a...Mister?" He whispered

"Please don't ask anymore questions."

"C-can I at least'a know your name? Mine's...Feliciano..." Germany could tell he was getting drowsy. Turning into a four year old and catching up with the present can take a lot out of a kid.

"You can call me Germany...."

Feliciano fell asleep happy....and little did Germany know, but this would change Germany's destiny forever...but he didn't believe in such things.

(A/N this is just the intro to it! ^-^ this was an idea I got after watching a Youtube Video! I hope you all COMMENT/VOTE/CRITIQUE/SUGGEST/ENJOY!!!) ( link in description)