(its my first story on here, so um... i hope you like it! and danke for reading!)
'Ugh. That idiotic lazy italian is missing training , AGAIN!" he growled standing there with his arms crossed. "Mister Germany. Would you like me to go wake up italy-san?" the japanese man said quietly."yes..PLEASE Japan." he said with a stressful tone to his voice as he started to do a hundred pushups. Japan bowed respectfully an went inside to wake the sleeping country. He poked Italy multiple times."excuse me italy-san..you have to wake up now." The Italian groaned. "Aw...do i have to?" he said covering his head with his pillow laying there in his pink boxers. "Hai. You must." he said with a frown. "Ve! but i dont wannaa...." he whined. The japanese man sighed."italy-san. I apologise but if you dont get up mister Germany will drag you out of bed-" the italian screeched and got up quickly."imup!!" he said quickly getting into his military uniform and stuffing some pasta in his mouth then running out the door to face the tall German man with a stern expression on his face with piercing blue eyes."gut. Your up. Now drop down and give me 20." the italian huffed and weakly got on the floor and barely did one pushup."come on italia. You can do it." he said staring at him trying to get him motivated.
