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The voice of Italy.

Italy lay there. Not asleep surprisingly but not really paying attention either. He was thinking. An odd thing for him to do, but he was. He was thinking about Germany.

He hadn't seen the tall blond in over two weeks due to business. And the Italian was beginning to feel... quite lonesome.

Usually he would go see his brother but he was so busy with Spain he didn't have time for the annoying little Italian. Plus Japan was with Greece and Big brother France was out... Doing whatever it was he does. (He really didn't want to know.)

So he decided to entertain himself by making pasta. He got up and went into the pantry. Only to find there were no noodles. "Aww... Now I have to go buy some. What a bunch of crappola." He sighed.

So he slid on his jacket, got his wallet and left for the market. He got there and looked around a minute before seeing a familiar face. "R-romano? ROMANO!" He skipped over and stood by his brother. "What are you doing here fratello?" he asked. "Same as you, you dumb bastard. Now go away, Im busy." He replied.

"E-eh... But fratello! I haven't seen you in forever! please talk to me! Germany hasnt come home yet and I'm lonely!" He whined. " I just said shut up! Now- wait... The German bastard isn't back yet? He was done like a week ago. Where is he?"

Italy blinked. "At Americas house." Romano raised an eyebrow at his brother. "I don't think he is. He was at our place not too long ago. He was all finito. That dumb jerk bastard! He left you alone for two weeks!?"

"B-but fratello, I can take care of myself!" Italy insisted. "Si, si. And cows can fly." Italys eyes widened. "THEY CAN!?" Romano looked at him then yelled, "NO YOU STUPID BASTARD! WHAT THE HELL, YOU THINK THEY CAN ACTUALLY FLY!? WHAT IS THAT DAMNED POTATO BASTARD TEACHING YOU!?" He demanded.

They got a few looks then but nobody asked. "E-eh... F-fratello be nice. That was mean. I'm sure Germany is still busy. That's all." He smiled. "Well... Ciao. See you later. I'm going to go buy stuff for pasta now!"

And with that he skipped away to buy ingredients for pasta before heading home.

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