[SCREAMING SCREAMING SCREAMING... oh a beautiful lady that knows him! He tries to gain some composure because acting like this in front of a lady isn't good at all!]
Hello, Beautiful, do you know where this place is? If you do, we should grab a tasty treat and you can tell me all about it. [composure somewhat retained, but it looks like he might just faint. His gelato, pasta, and pizza powered body is running low on fuel from that running.]
You should take a rest first before we do any of that! [ Why isn't anyone else around... Can't someone else take care of him? Germany! Where is Germany when you need him!? (fuu) ]
Aiya... come on, let's sit down. [ She invites him to take a seat next to her on the sidewalk. What do you mean her dress will get dirty? ] Before I tell Italy anything, he should take in a few deep breaths first!
A rest? I just took a siesta, [blows a kiss at her!! hehe...] I am full of life and energy!
[oh sitting... sitting down alone! She must like him or must be trying to flirt with him. okay, okay... he sits down. Maybe she's going to confess something? Aww, maybe she is shy... shhhh his logic is the best.] Okay, if you think I should. [and he does a dramatic inhale.]
[Congrats, Italy, you've run right into the paper boy, who was minding his own business, and couldn't hear you thanks to the earbuds drowning out the world with music. He lets out a yelp when he gets slammed into, but manages to stay on his feet. He's a pretty big guy.]
[He nearly sends Austria tumbling. Good work!! Once he has straightened himself up and taken a good look at Italy (who is rather a bit taller than he remembers), he lets out a long, pained sigh.]
Stop shouting this instant. You cannot run away from this place. Calm down!
[He holds Italy's shoulders and fixes him with a serious stare.]
[okay, he knows that lecturing/yelling and face anywhere... oh boy sob how did he end up in austria's house???]
Ve, Mister Austria...[he tries to fix himself a bit, too, avoiding eye contact somewhat because mad austria is mad and scary.] can I fly out of here? Even take a car? Is something wrong with your borders? [and italy pokes him in the ribs] They seem fine to me...
That's a relief... [sob he so doesn't mean to insult you.]
[even Italy finds the irony in Austria telling him to calm down, but he doesn't mention it and just nods.] Can you tell me what I can do? Can I call Germany to pick me up? If you're here, Miss Hungary's probably here, and she would help me.
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Ah! Italy?
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Hello, Beautiful, do you know where this place is? If you do, we should grab a tasty treat and you can tell me all about it. [composure somewhat retained, but it looks like he might just faint. His gelato, pasta, and pizza powered body is running low on fuel from that running.]
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Aiya... come on, let's sit down. [ She invites him to take a seat next to her on the sidewalk. What do you mean her dress will get dirty? ] Before I tell Italy anything, he should take in a few deep breaths first!
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[oh sitting... sitting down alone! She must like him or must be trying to flirt with him. okay, okay... he sits down. Maybe she's going to confess something? Aww, maybe she is shy... shhhh his logic is the best.] Okay, if you think I should. [and he does a dramatic inhale.]
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Ay, ay, calm down, Veneciano, calm--
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Big brother Spain? It's me, Veneciano -- Italy, and I need help! Can you send your military to pick me up?
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Ah, you're really here? Sí, sí, I'll come get you. Where are you?
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Wh-what--?!
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No, no, no! Please, spare my life and -
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You aren't going to hurt me, right? I'm of no value, and I'm too broke to pay any ransom because of Greece!
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N-No, of course not! Are you okay? I-I didn't even hear you behind me...
[He'll offer a hand to help him up.]
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Stop shouting this instant. You cannot run away from this place. Calm down!
[He holds Italy's shoulders and fixes him with a serious stare.]
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Ve, Mister Austria...[he tries to fix himself a bit, too, avoiding eye contact somewhat because mad austria is mad and scary.] can I fly out of here? Even take a car? Is something wrong with your borders? [and italy pokes him in the ribs] They seem fine to me...
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We are not in Austria. You cannot leave, and -
[He doesn't exactly squawk when Italy pokes him, but the sound he makes is not too far off.]
You cannot just - [Spluttering!] I will say it again, calm down!
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[even Italy finds the irony in Austria telling him to calm down, but he doesn't mention it and just nods.] Can you tell me what I can do? Can I call Germany to pick me up? If you're here, Miss Hungary's probably here, and she would help me.
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