ComfortAfter being clubbed a few times in the head by a frying pan, Prussia was "persuaded" to call Italy back for dinner. The little country had gone to meet Holy Roman Empire, and had still not returned. Though he grumbled as he strolled toward the road where Holy Rome had departed, Prussia was genuinely worried for Italy, and hoped the small guy wasn't too depressed when he found out that Holy Rome was leaving.When he saw Italy, sitting in the middle of the road clad in his maid clothes, the albino called to the small country, "Oi, Italy! It's almost time to eat!" Though he usually came running at the mention of food, Italy did not move an inch
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