Chapter 3: Did i win?

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Thinking about this situation just made you giggle, 'This is going to be interesting...'
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As you sat down with Italy at the table you immediately had an idea, "WHOEVER FINISHES THE MOST PASTA WINS!!!" You blurted. "Win what bella?" Italy tilted his head, honestly you didnt think you'd get this far 'cause it just popped up in your head-- "ONE WISH! I'm not a genie so no hocus pocus" The countries raised a brown at you (except America, who thought it'd be bad ass to see someone beat the champion pasta eater) you sweat dropped slightly and sunk in your chair. "Alright bella! But I have to warn you~! Nobody has ever gotten close to defeating me!" Italy beamed in a confident and cute way making you giggle. "You only competed against 1 person and that was South Italy because you two were drunk on pizza.." Germany pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing "Plus you only ate 3 plates before crashing on my couch!" "SSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH GERMANY!!!! The bella doesn't need to know that!!!" Italy jumped out his chair and covered the Germans mouth dramatically. By the time Italy turned around you were already eating, you both kinda stared at each other for a few seconds as you slurpped up a noodle "....*slurrrrp* this is delicious..." "NO FAIR BELLA!!!!" By the time you knew it Italy was already catching up, slurpping a mouth full of spaghetti every 5 seconds. Even though it was silly some countries smiled watching this, just seeing you smile gave them a warm feeling, it felt nice. As you were about to get your 3rd serving you watched Italy with wide eyes, there was no more spaghetti and Italy just burped innocently "Excuse me~!" Everyone else just stared at him too, did he just inhale all of that? "Woah..."  was all America could say as your head just dropped on the table in defeat, you started clapping for him but soon just passed out. Seeing your arms fall heavily made everyone turn their attention towards you, Italy's eyes opened widely (showing off his beautiful hazel eyes oml-). "Is mon cherie dead?!" France screeched, grabbing his hair in disbelief. China poked your side gently and listened for breathing "She's alive aru!" Everyone sighed in relief, Russia walked past everyone with a dark aura, making them gulp nervously. "I will take her to her room da?" Russia smiled as he gently lifted you bridal style. England was about to oppose but shut up immediately when Russia's aura got darker "Kol kol kol kol kol..."

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I heard voices getting loud as I gain consciousness, once my eyes opened completely everyone stopped talking. Italy was scolded by Germany for like an hour and noticed me sitting up, hugging me so fast like as if he teleported and crying like a baby "IM SO SORRY BELLA!!! I'LL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!!! SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!!!" He whined as Germany pried him off of me. "Sorry (y/n), you gave us a scare. Please don't ever do that again." Germany told me sternly, I nodded and saluted "Yes sir!" he blushed slightly and look away. "So um...did I win?" Everyone just looked at me like 'seriously?' "Not even close dudette" America shook his head at me. Darn.

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NEW CHAPTER!!! I didnt have much motivation today but I just forced myself and so this came up! Hope you guys liked it and I'll try to update tomorrow! Bye!

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