Venticinque | [AUDIO]

[p_p_p_pasta]

[The sound is calm and pretty much non-existent for a while]

[Then it's interrupted with the sound of mindless babbling in a bit of a sing song voice]

[Suddenly, everything stops, and there's an eerie silence]

[That is, until this happens:]

WE WERE SUPPOSED TO HAVE A FOOTBALL GAME!!!

Comments

[maple_syrup_can]

[Canada has mixed feelings about Italy remembering this.]

Um... I can help put out the pylons still, if you like?

[maple_syrup_can]

S-sorry, but I was clear- gyah...

[Mental note: use simpler vocabulary with Italy?]

L-let's work together on that. I'll... be more clear, and you listen more carefully.

[p_p_p_pasta]

Okay, sure!

[He won't ;;]

[maple_syrup_can]

R-right.

[He should know so... But optimism lives forever on.]

I'll just... talk to you again soon, then.

[p_p_p_pasta]

Okay!

We'll have team picking soon! America's a captain and so am I!

[maple_syrup_can]

[You remember the strangest things...]

Oh, okay.
It's... still just for fun, right? [With America involved, that'd be a 'no', but still.]

[p_p_p_pasta]

That's right!

[maple_syrup_can]

P-please remind America of that, okay?

[p_p_p_pasta]

If he'll listen to me, sure!

[maple_syrup_can]

Yah... that's the problem with America.

I understand, Italy. Just do your best and I look forward to it, okay?

[p_p_p_pasta]

Okay!