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Robot!Germany x Italy: I do have a Heart (request)"Loneliness is never crueler than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate." - Germaine Greer
A gloomy corner of room effectively ruined the cheery atmosphere of the party. Italy looked up sadly from the corner at his brother. Dear Romano was swearing at Spain for wanting to dance, but Italy knew it wasn't true anger. He sighed and sat back down near the punch bowl while everyone was enjoying the Christmas celebration hosted by America. He would have been one of the loudest people there, apart from that obnoxious American. Smiling, laughing, and eventually dragging his best friend to the dance floor. That is if his best friend was only there, his Germany.
--Couple weeks ago--
Rain, it was falling from the sky in an endless shower. The droplets of water were mixing with the saltier ones flowing from eyes. The speech of the priest was drowned to silence by the occasional roll of thunder from the heavens. That is where Italy'
Child!Germany x Italy: Wrong Target "Bloody wanker!" shouted England as America started criticizing his scones once more. It was another world meeting hosted by the angry Brit, and it had ended up like any other meeting. France was looking on the argument with his arm around one of the maids, China was being lectured on copyright infringement by Japan, and Russia was sitting there simply enjoying the noise.
Germany's eyebrow twitched as England continued fighting and shouting at America.
"If you're so proud in your cooking," continued America. "You should at least serve edible food, man!"
"Since when do you know anything about food?!" shouted England. "All you eat are bloody hamburgers all day!"
"Hamburgers totally taste a lot better than that couch stuffing!" yelled America.
"Well, you used to enjoy my cooking!"
"Of course with your limited memory span, you
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