Post-introduction

[lost_hre]

If you enter in the room you'll notice it's a Gym, a very big one, and a young man is training. Not, it's not Germany even if he looks like him, he's still Holy Roman Empire who's hitting a wood mannequin with a wooden sword. A Mannequin with a piture of Francis glued on it.
He has been around in the HQ for a very long while and he already knows

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[bambino_italia]

Holy Roman, you got so big, ve...

[lost_hre]

[Oh, a little Italy. Must. Not. Blush. He's not a pedo like France, he has to act like a big brother now.]

Everyone grows up, sooner or later.

[smiles at the little Italy.]

[bambino_italia]

Ve, I know.

[smiles back at him]

[lost_hre]

Someday you'll grow up too and become a beautiful young man, you know?

[smiles]

but... tell me, how is my little and favourite country? [kneels down in front of him.]

[bambino_italia]

...! [clings onto his legs]

Ve~! Holy Roman finally knows I'm not a girl!

[lost_hre]

Pats her his head.

"I met some older you; I was shocked at first, but it didn't changed my feelings."

[bambino_italia]

It makes me so happy!

[Cuddles his legs]

[lost_hre]

Eheh... were you afraid I could change my mind?

[bambino_italia]

The other Holy Roman didn't want to believe I'm a boy, ve.

[lost_hre]

Didn't he want? Oh, probably I would be in denial too if I didn't saw the adult you first.

[smiles, when you dream to have a wife and children isn't easy to deal the idea you always loved a man.]

[bambino_italia]

He said he couldn't marry me if I'm a boy.

[lost_hre]

We're countries, gender doesn't matter too much, but do you remember how much Vatican City, who lives inside you, was against wedding between people of the same gender? And how in the age where we lived was... almost unnatural?
I'm older than him but I'm sure I would end up doing the same, denying everything, if it could mean being unable to stay with you.
[smiles]
And, belive me, when he'll understand you're a boy he'll marry you anyway.

[bambino_italia]

But Austria and Spain are married too and they are boys...

[blinks] He will?

[lost_hre]

I suppose it's cultural differences, and Spain always was more open-minded than many of us middle-europe centuries. [And it somehow even was a marriage of convenience]

[chuckles]
If the Italy from my world'll ever appear, even knowing he's a male, I would ask his hand without any doubt.
If your-me is like me then your gender'll not matter at all.

[bambino_italia]

Ve...

I'm sure the big me is waiting for you with sweets.

[lost_hre]

I'm sure he is, tha's why I'm training so hard to return home; Italian sweets are the best sweets, aren't they?
And I'll boil some good potatoes for him.

*nods*

Tell me, Italia, which year are you from?