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momijikun said:
Italy
Veh, where are anda going bella?
anda turned around and saw Italy. He slink down the steps, his eyes changed from a karamel color to a darker hue. anda couldn't move, your hands desperately pulled at the door but nothing helped. "That's not going to work, bella." Italy said. He smiled, "Don't anda want to try my pasta, I made it just for you."
He held out a plate. anda turned away, the smell was rancid. There was no denying it, the sauce was made of human blood. "Stay away!" anda muttered. Italy made a sad face. "You don't like me, _____?"
He dropped the plate, its content splattered against the floor. Within a detik he was in front of you. "Cause I really liked you." Your eyes widened in shock. His hand covered yours. "I told you, it's no use." He stared at you, "No one ever leaves."
He leaned meneruskan, ke depan and kissed you, it tasted like blood. anda struggled but he pressed anda back.
"You'll learn to like this taste _____."
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anda looked up happily at the Italian. He smiled, "Good _____, you'll getting better at this." He gave anda another kiss, all of his kisses tasted like blood but anda long since learned to get use to it.
anda placed the freshly made pasta into the pot. "Shall I use some of my special sauce?" Italy asked.
anda nodded. He smiled and pulled out a jar. It truly was a special sauce cause it was made from his very special friend Germany. After all he got sick and tired of Germany akting all cool, while belittling him. So he killed him.
... Eww. well at least anda survived right?
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