Cannolo Interruptus (part 3)kiramaru7July 21 2012, 05:50:21 UTC
“Aaah! There you are, Brüderlein!” Prussia called out. “I found them!” Grinning wickedly as he approached, he said, “So you two decided to ditch the meeting for some,” he waggled his eyebrows as he threw his arms around both of them, “and make a man out of each of you, hunh? France is going to be so jealous!!”
“Jealous of what?” France said as he entered the hall with the rest of the World 8 members.
“My baby brother got himself a nice piece of Italian-” Prussia started only to shut up when his brother glared at him.
“You got an Italian what?” Italy asked.
“Cannoli,” Germany said.
“Hey! Get your hands off my brother, you stupid potato bastards!” Romano roared as he stormed over to them.
“You should be happy for them, Romano,” Prussia said, “my little brother finally woke up and got himself some…” he looked over at Italy and back at Romano. “Cannoli.” He winked.
“I’m going to kill that bastard!” Romano lunged at them, sparking another spirited argument in Italian between the brothers when Italy broke away to stand in front of him.
“Awe… it’s really cute how he stepped in to defend your honor like that, Brüderlein,” Prussia smirked.
“Shut up, Arschloch!” Germany pushed past him, and grabbing Italy by the arm, he dragged towards the exit.
“Germany…?”
Letting go, he said, “I suddenly feel like touring Little Italy.” Germany pulled a tour book out of his suit jacket’s pocket and thumbed through it.
Italy smiled. “Me too!” he chirped as they exited of the hall and onto the street…
“Jealous of what?” France said as he entered the hall with the rest of the World 8 members.
“My baby brother got himself a nice piece of Italian-” Prussia started only to shut up when his brother glared at him.
“You got an Italian what?” Italy asked.
“Cannoli,” Germany said.
“Hey! Get your hands off my brother, you stupid potato bastards!” Romano roared as he stormed over to them.
“You should be happy for them, Romano,” Prussia said, “my little brother finally woke up and got himself some…” he looked over at Italy and back at Romano. “Cannoli.” He winked.
“I’m going to kill that bastard!” Romano lunged at them, sparking another spirited argument in Italian between the brothers when Italy broke away to stand in front of him.
“Awe… it’s really cute how he stepped in to defend your honor like that, Brüderlein,” Prussia smirked.
“Shut up, Arschloch!” Germany pushed past him, and grabbing Italy by the arm, he dragged towards the exit.
“Germany…?”
Letting go, he said, “I suddenly feel like touring Little Italy.” Germany pulled a tour book out of his suit jacket’s pocket and thumbed through it.
Italy smiled. “Me too!” he chirped as they exited of the hall and onto the street…
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Yeah... XD They so are, aren't they? ;p
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