What could possibly go wrong?

[p_p_p_pasta]

Who: Italy [p-p-p-pasta] and Prussia [thelonelyawesme]
What: Sleepover! After weeks of cockblocking.
When: Backdated to Wednesday night.
Where: Prussia's room.
Warnings: None. So far. But it's Prussia so... ;A;

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[thelonelyawesme]

Prussia was, of course, anxiously awaiting the arrival of his dear friend for their fun night. It had been weeks in the making due to uncool, also read: lame, people getting in the way, however, tonight it was finally on and it was hard for Prussia to contain his excitement. Hard but not impossible because he swore he had done an amazing job while at work earlier in the day. In fact, he had only mentioned it every ten minutes as opposed to every five minutes. It's the little victories in life that got him through the day.

After the knock, the door immediately opened up and happily announced Italy's presence. It may or may not have been bribed into always letting cute Italians in with no problem. "Hey!," Prussia headed into the living room, flashing a big grin, "you came!"

[p_p_p_pasta]

For a moment, Italy was surprised. Usually, the doors had a few choice words to share with him-- whether or not they were good or bad was up in the air. At Prussia's excitement, he grinned from ear to ear. After all, it never took much to make the plucky little Italian happy. He just barely remembered his manners as he scampered inside, kicking his boots off so they could rest next to the door.

He gave a playful salute and chirruped as he placed the container onto a tabletop, "Yes, sir! With pasta, too!"

[thelonelyawesme]

"You made pasta? What kind?" Prussia picked up the container to inspect it closely while he headed into the kitchen. He had attempted a cooking venture of his own that included something other than wurst and the turn out hadn't been quite what he expected. In fact, he was hoping Italy wouldn't notice the burnt mound of noodles placed messily in his trashcan.

[p_p_p_pasta]

"Spaghetti!" Italy beamed, "Ve, it's tossed with some oil and basil, so it's nice and light!" He cracked open the lid so that the scent of the food could waft through the room.

"Are you hungry?"