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momijikun said:
Italy
Veh, where are आप going bella?
आप turned around and saw Italy. He slink down the steps, his eyes changed from a कारमेल color to a darker hue. आप 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 आप want to try my pasta, I made it just for you."
He held out a plate. आप turned away, the smell was rancid. There was no denying it, the sauce was made of human blood. "Stay away!" आप muttered. Italy made a sad face. "You don't like me, _____?"
He dropped the plate, its content splattered against the floor. Within a सेकंड 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 आगे and kissed you, it tasted like blood. आप struggled but he pressed आप back.
"You'll learn to like this taste _____."
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आप looked up happily at the Italian. He smiled, "Good _____, you'll getting better at this." He gave आप another kiss, all of his kisses tasted like blood but आप long since learned to get use to it.
आप placed the freshly made पास्ता into the pot. "Shall I use some of my special sauce?" Italy asked.
आप 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 अभिनय all cool, while belittling him. So he killed him.
... Eww. well at least आप survived right?
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