001-[Phone] This can only end in tears....

[canhaspasta]

[Italy can't even begin to understand what's going on. He's woken up in a strange room in a strange house wearing strange clothes. None of this is familiar. He took a cautious look around, hoping that either Mr. Austria or Miss Hungary was around. No such luck. But then he noticed the pictures...]

These are tiny portraits of me...... They are so

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[sveariket]

[Sounds familiar...]

'taly?

[canhaspasta]

[Hmmm, not a voice he recognizes, although that way of speaking is fairly unique...]

Si.... C- could you be...Mr. Sweden?

[sveariket]

Y's.

[At least the age seems to be about correct... is it? He frowns at the wall over the telephone.]

[canhaspasta]

Umm..... Are there a lot of us here?

[It sure seems like it. He's already talked to several other nations....]

[jazzersizing]

[Howard was making his way back from the kitchen, om nom nomming on a waffle, when he spots little Italy and kind of just...stops.

And stares.

Who is this strange girl? Er...boy? No, no it's definitely a girl. Maybe...?]

You're not the little boy that was here earlier...

[canhaspasta]

[He squeals and jumps behind the nearest bit of furniture.]

I- I'm sorry! I just woke up here. I don't know what happened to him...

[jazzersizing]

[He's just going to continue standing there. Being awkward.]

Oh. Well, then...I suppose that means you live here now?

[canhaspasta]

I- I do? But why?

I want to go home....