Darkness, darkness, it goes on forever, I'm just falling into darkness.
"I'm so foolish, following some light, not knowing where it would take me.." He looked up, the light was so far away, in that light he could see Germany, a smile fell across his face, "Germany does care about me.." At the top of his lungs he yelled out to him "Ti amo!" He knew what this is, he was in a coma. "I hope I will wake up soon, I want to see Germany again..." A tear fell into the darkness. "I'm sorry.." He closed his eyes and drifted into the darkness. What seemed like seconds he woke up, he looked around he saw Germany asleep in a chair next to him. He smiled, "He waited for me." He whispered to himself. He reached over to Germany and tapped his shoulder,m and he popped up, "Italy?" He looked like he hadn't slept for days. "Germany how long?" Italy asked, he still sounded weak. "A week." Italy sighed, "Only a week..." He looked to Germany, "And how long have you slept?"
"I've tried to stay up, waiting for you to wake up," Italy smiled and got out of bed to hug him. "You waited for me?" Germany nodded, "I love you Italy.." "I love you too..." Italy let go and looked at him. "How do you feel Italy?" Germany asked him, "Still a bit weak, but better I guess." Italy chuckled. "That's good, well if you're better, we can go home." He smiled. "Yeah, I'm ready to go home.." "Then let's go."
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The Untrimmed Garden
Short StoryAfter so many wars Germany hasn't had time to tend to his garden, so after England casts a spell by accident and creates constrictor vines that track and lure their targets, how will the German and Italian survive?
