just a long fic only chapter 4, temporarily decidesItaly is very nice. Furthermore, and very good at cooking, good at housework. It is naturally that everybody knows. Because of that, everyone loves you, though you're cowards, and sometimes very useless.Today, Italy down to Earth to play. You down here a lot of times. Would do you like. When you're picking flowers in the Woods, when it is located on the lawn watching the clouds of heaven. But today, Italy met a person like yourself. Well just looks. Bollywood then some tempers. And the distinct thing two you are angels, and he is the devil.When I first met you, you were overwhelmed when a person like yourself like that, also the demons again. You're curious but as usual, the devil is running. You won't catch you near the stars. But you wonder, why are you crying?The second against England, remains in the place where I first met him, but you didn't go empty-handed. You bring the pasta. Italy would like to make friends with you. After that, the image you crying trapped in head. Eat, sleep, play, whatever it is you do see pictures you crying everywhere. You still wonder, why are you crying?Italy were he to one, easy, but still hurts. And then also being blamed. How can you not like pasta? It's delicious. That why don't you want to make friends with you? Results of course you still can't understand demons.The third time, he went to the door of hell, witnessed the brutality of the demons. They are bullying you. You want to help him. But can not. You are very weak. Can also bring more trouble for you. But I didn't cry, though you bleed a lot. If you're sure you've been crying, and then, after that will always call for the mouth to save Germany.You hear a passing the demon said, he is demon, are and will be forever, don't be evil is Angel. So the less expected ideas.Last Wednesday, he suggested to him that even his own father. You and you change your position to each other. He would be the devil, he would be the angels. At that, his face looks quite funny.I ask you not crazy, do the angels do not want to go back to that demon. He shook his head.I ask you, are you making a joke isn't it. He shook his head.You say you're lying. He shook his head.Italy saw him paranoid. After a shaking start to fight. He ended up also agree.Italy, wondering why the liver. Dare to start a conversation with a demon. Dare to make friends with demons though rejected a blunt way. Dare to go to the gates of hell. Dare to suggest a movement. Looks like you all just because want to see him agree to make friends with you. Like to see you smile. Simplicity.
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