On the hunt for an Italy~! And possible shenanigans.

[lazy_gamer]

*Alfred walked down the halls of HQ, hand in hand with his wife, Prussia. Currently they were both on a mission of the up most importance. What is that mission? To search for an Italy to babysit their son of course! And where were they looking? In Headquarter's many kitchens, figuring that they may be able to spot one busy making, or enjoying, some

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Either's fine~

[finta_femmina]

[And indeed, there is an Italy in the kitchen. He's in the process of noodle making. And is thus, covered in flour.]

Alright~!

[lazy_gamer]

Italy!

Re: Alright~!

[finta_femmina]

Ve? Oh! America~! Hi! Do you want some pasta too?

[lazy_gamer]

No thanks, Maria and me actually wanna ask ya something.