Feciano Vargas, or Italy as he usually went by walked into the Sorting Room with confusion. One minute he was at Germany's house, the next he was...here. Well, whatever 'here' was.
"Germany? Japan?" he called out, scared. This place was strange to him, his friends weren't here and he wanted some pasta.
The newcomer wore a blue military uniform with a
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"How do you do." He offered a hand to shake. "You can call me Dr. Hook. I'm a big fan of your cheeses."
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"Who's Lovino?" Hook wasn't sure he wanted to know, but what the hell, he'd ask anyway.
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"Lovino's my older brother" Italy replied "We don't really get along though. He doesn't like Germany."
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"Wait, wait. You're Italy. As in the country? Or just some poor guy who had parents who thought it'd be funny to name you after one?"
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"Wha-wha-?" He started in confusion. England often claimed to see fairies and unicorns and all sorts of creatures. Italy never expected to see one for himself.
"I-I-I'm Italy...as in the country." he stammered "B-B-But I'm only the North. My brother's the S-S-South"
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"Huh. Weird, I've never met an entire country before. So, you can cook? What kind of stuff?"
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"I've never met a fairy or whatever you are before either. England claims to see stuff like that, but no-one else I know does." Italy said to Jenks "I mainly cook pasta, but I can cook other stuff as well, like pizza"
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"What do you say?" she asked. "Want to blow this popsickle stand and sexually harass each other in private? Or maybe we could show this poor sap how it's done." Either way was fine with Steff, who was one of the most oversexed people in the whole school, one could argue.
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"The second one," the elf chose, and scratched her head. Weird school is weird.
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