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[italia_di_pasta]

[Feli doesn't seem to have noticed he turned his communicator on. As far as finding him, maybe that's best. Whatever he's doing, he's having fun, if anything can be judged by his singing.]

Draw a circle, that's the earth! Draw a circle, that's the earth! Draw a circle, that's the earth! I'm useless Italy...

[Technically, it would work more to his

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[not_the_pastry]

What?

--Italy, you're not useless!

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[italia_di_pasta]

Aaaah, this wonderful world, th-- Huh?

Ciao, bella~! Don't worry, it's just a song that big brother Austria taught me a long time ago when I was his colony!

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[not_the_pastry]

Well, it wasn't very nice of him to make lyrics like that!

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[italia_di_pasta]

No no no, he's really really nice! And I really like the song, because it reminds me of being back in big brother Austria's house! Ve~! [No, he really doesn't understand how bad the lyrics are.]

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[not_the_pastry]

Well, if you like it...

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[italia_di_pasta]

I love it. Singing it is like being a colony again.

Do you know where I can find a marker?

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[not_the_pastry]

A marker?

There's got to be one around here somewhere, but I don't know where. I have lipstick, though?

[She's written with it in a pinch.]

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[italia_di_pasta]

That works! Ve ve, you do think you could bring it to my room? Per favore?

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[not_the_pastry]

Of course!

[She hangs up and heads down the hall in search of Italy. When she reaches his room, she raps on the door lightly.]

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[italia_di_pasta]

[By that time, since he was actually making a quick attempt to clean up the mess he made of Warren and Virgil's room, he's just getting over there himself. (In truth, he just stuffed everything back in their closets to the best of his ability and didn't sort half of it properly). Oh, and he still has yet to get dressed, obviously. But he'll hug her anyway.]

Ciao~! Ve ve, I hope it's not too much trouble!

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[not_the_pastry]

Of course not!

[She returns the hug, ignoring how little he's wearing, and holds up the tube of pink lipstick.]

What did you need this for, anyway?

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[italia_di_pasta]

[He takes it and artfully writes "Feliciano Vargas" on the door next to "Italy", then crosses "Italy" out to the extent of the lipstick's ability.]

I'm think I'm not Italy anymore... so I'm changing that.

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[not_the_pastry]

[She frowns, but nods anyway.]

So I should call you Feliciano now, then?

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[italia_di_pasta]

[He nods and grins for the both of them, clearly hoping that'll cheer her up.]

Please do, ve!