That song.....how does Italy know it?And if I'm right,he just called himself useless.I went up to Croatia who was infuriated and rapped his shoulder.
"Why didn't you let me kill him earlier?"

I just shook my head no and tugged on his sleeve for him to sit down with us."So what's your story?"Croatia pointed at Netherlands who looked slightly to the side."What story is there for me to tell?"

"How you got here?"Netherlands grunted and then sighed.His story wasn't long at all,after he saw me a long time ago he went to go launch a surprise attack on Italy but it failed and he ended up here.I have a very good feeling that he's lying,but I won't touch on it if he doesn't want to talk about it.

After a good hour or two of awkward silence and trying to fall asleep Italy came back and unlocked the door,but of course that pistol was still firmly in his hands."Ok!The pasta is ready!You guys can come and eat now~!"He slipped back upstairs and all of us were left dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry is it just me or do you have the feeling that he poisoned the food."Asked Iceland,who received a nod from all of us in response.
Nobody moved until I stood up to go upstairs.

"What are you doing (c/n)?!?He's going to kill us if we go up there!"Croatia lightly tugged at my sleeve but I ignored and went up the stairs.Italy was just standing up there cleaning his gun which looked fairly easy,just humming to himself.

"Where are the others?"
I gulped for a moment and then said that they weren't hungry.He went back down and locked the door and then took my hand guiding me up the stairs.
What was this guy's problem?He seemed to have two completely different personalities.....

"Ok!Here is the pasta,enjoy~!"
We sat at different sides of the table and I shakily took a bite.It didn't taste bad,amazing actually.I just put the fork down and asked him about Germany again because that seems to trigger the second personality.

"Germany and you are like best friends right?Why are you on different sides then?"He put down his fork and sighed.
"Why do you have to ruin a good time with that?"His normal tone dropped again and he frowned."Well not anymore,I guess."

He slammed the pistol on the table and I jumped a little,trust me I was scared."You were saying?"I gulped and pushed the plate away from me,but I continued to talk."Well Germany is worried about you and-"

"TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW."

His voice was scary......"Every chance he got he would ask about you."

"Look Bella I don't CARE about him anymore.Trust me it's kind of heart warming knowing someone cares for me,but they'll just leave me in the end."

He is right though,they will just leave us in the end.Those we care and love,they will all just disappear without a trace.He did too as well after all....

"It's happened to me twice now and I'm not going for the third,so I'll just leave him alone and see how he bares with it,its kind of fun that way."

That is the saddest part of all of this that either he's right or he's actually doing it for a reason.I don't have a counter claim anymore....

"That answered your questions I guess?Now it's my turn,how's it being with Croatia?The legit jackass of Europe."
His words dove daggers into my soul when he said that.None the less,I still answered.

"He's really nice to me....."I heard him scoff a little but no response.I don't even know why they hate each other in the first place,Italy is not the type of person to hold grudges against others that I've heard....

"Hey do you think the others are hungry too?Ill go get them~!"He got up and skipped off in his normal tone but he left the pistol on the table.When he was out of sight I grabbed it hiding it under my leg and waiting for him to come back.

He came back with everyone,and it was a little funny how Croatia and Italy were intensely staring at each other."Ok pasta for everyone~!Ill be right back ve~..."

Italy left for the kitchen and I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention.I showed them the pistol then his it again before Italy could get back.
"Ok I'm back!Here you go,one for you and you and PASTA~!"

Before I thought I was right on the multiple personalities but now I'm pretty certain."Shut up...."Said Finland who just seemed to be talking to himself.Italy didn't think that though,tone dropped again and he stared directly at Finland with his eyes closed.

"I'm sorry who did you want to shut up?"Finland gulped but swiftly looked over at me."Well not you,I was talking to someone else."He pointed at his head and I guess Italy understood.

"Anyway....Enjoy!"All of us are in an unsociable atmosphere,because I stole Italy's gun and he didn't know.If we said anything it would kind of give away a little bit of info.

I finished my plate a little while ago,but I wasn't getting up anytime soon.At least that's what I thought before Italy came over to me."You finished...why are you still here?"I was getting nervous but when I was about to speak he just assumed that I wanted seconds and went to go get them.

In the mean time I checked the pistol cartridge to see how many shots in working with......two.I just need one in the head and another for good measure.I put it back in and hid it again from Italy,as he came back with another plate of pasta.

"Wow you must really like my pasta...heheh.."He started patting my head and I could see the anger building up in Croatia.I have a feeling Italy did this just to piss him off,but I'm just not going to touch on that.

Italy went off to go get more pasta for Netherlands when he suddenly spoke up."Look I'm just going to leave,you  guys can continue your little tea party."He stood up and ran out the room toward a window,and all of us dashed after him.

He grabbed a chair next to him and smashed the glass alarming Italy that we were escaping.We hopped out and I got a slight cut from the shards of glass.
Gunshots rang out,and it sounded like a shotgun.We scattered,into two groups,I was with Netherlands and Croatia,while Belgium and the others went the opposite direction.

We ran for a little before Netherlands turned into an ally way and stopped.This have is the chance to ask some questions and catch our breath.
"First off....what the HELL?!?That was so sudden!What if Italy caught us?!?"

He turned around and just kind of looked at us for a second before taking the gun from my hand."Look I would have just done this a while ago but I chose not to,I'm just going to get home,and relax."He suggestively held the gun up to his head before dropping it."Don't bother following me."

He started walking away but neither of us dared to follow.I picked up the gun and watched his flowing blue and white scarf descend into the dark void.And neither of his answers really answered out questions.

What do we do from here?I don't know why but I felt guilty.For Luxembourg.I slid down the wall and held my legs close to me just staying there.I jumped a little when Croatia started patting and rubbing my head,now sitting next to me.

"Croatia,were you lying about the boyfriend thing?"His face went a light shad of pink and he rubbed the back of his head."W-well....yeah....I mean if it's ok with you and everythi-"

"I don't mind."It was starting to become dusk,as I could see the sky starting to darken."Well from here I have an idea....there is a small country called San Morino north of here....and.."

He slowed his words as I rested my head on his lap,curling up to keep the heat."Goodnight....."I hummed a goodnight to him feeling an arm go around me.

Before I went to sleep I heard a 'love you' from him to which I blushed and fell asleep.What will I ever do with him...