Germany x Country Reader x Romano
(c/n) continued to look at the vegetables that were on sale, Germany was right behind her holding some of their other purchased goods. “do we need anything else then potatoes, peas, yams or anything else?” she asked the basket on her arm swinging every time she moved. “Nien, but I zink that Italy might vant some tomatoes. Knowing him he'll throw a hissy fit if we don't get zem” (c/n) giggled at the remark. While placing the tomatoes in her basket, Germany continued to stare at the woman. He's mind wondered how (c/n) got into his life and what was she doing to make him feel so warm and nice inside. (c/n) noticed that Germany was looking at her “Germany, you remember the last time you looked at me for too long” Germany snapped back to reality after that comment was said. He remembered that day like it was yesterday, and the red mark that was stinging his cheek for a week or two. But to (c/n) it was a day very important to her, because it was a day when she and Italy found a new friend and ally.
(c/n) was sitting in a tree that was located above a tomato box, she was in her old military outfit. She had on a blouse , fingerless gloves that went up to her upper arm, a plaid skirt that was short and a slit on the right side, knee high combat boots and her hair was in a ponytail. She was tired from the strain that world world I was giving her, she was a strong country but war can tire a girl out! She wanted Italy to be safe while she took a little rest, so she placed him in a tomato box for a little while. (c/n) was fast sleep until she heard endless rambling below her, she pushed the leaves back a little bit to see what the commotion was. To her shock, it was Italy being hung by his shirt collar by a broad man with slicked back blonde hair. She tried to get a better look but the branch snapped under her sending her to the earth below “SOMEONE CATCH MEEEEEE”!!!!! (c/n) closed her eyes waiting for the impact, but to her surprise instead of meeting the ground she met to big arms around her petite body. She looked into the owners face and was greeted with blue eyes. “u-uh” the stranger just stuttered at her, and his face was covered in crimson blush. (c/n) tried to figure out why he was embarrassed, then she looked down and saw why. Her blouse was unbuttoned showing her cleavage, the slit on her skirt was torn so now bits of her panties were showing. She blushed at his bold actions to stare at her exposed undergarments “YOU, PERVERT! UNHAND ME RIGHT THIS SECOUND”! (c/n) gave the man nothing more then a slap across the face, her slap was so hard that stranger had to drop her flat on her rump. She scrambled over to Italy and took out her two pistols that were strapped onto each leg. Since she could make her own weapons her pistols were much more bigger and had more speed to them. Germany saw this and knew that picking a fight with this woman would lead him to his death. “My name is (c/n), I am an ally of Italy. Sate your name and your business, or I'll shot without hesitation.” Germany started to turn pale this was no ordinary woman, she was strong and armed. “I'm Germany, I vas told zat I vas to fight a decedent of Rome. Und zat guy behind you says zat he happens to be related to him.” (c/n) turned to a quivering Italy, she lowered her guns a little knowing that he was unsure to bring harm to Italy or not “He is the grandson of Rome, but if you want to fight him you will have to fight me first”. Germany stared her, It was strange that Italy had such a strong ally. He heard from other countries that (c/n) was kind and gentle but when something happens to Italy she turns into a monster. He could also tell she was strong by the force she used to slap him, he's thoughts were interrupted when he heard running steps coming his way he looked up to find (c/n) in the air with a foot coming to his face “DON'T STARE AT ME YOU PERVERRRRRRRRT”!!!!!!! The last thing he remembered was a foot on his face and total darkness.
End of flashback
Germany rubbed the left side of his cheek still feeling that kick to the face from (c/n) long ago. He remembered when both she and Italy where in capture by him, she stayed by Italy's side and got more friendly with the German man. (c/n) soon became good friends with Germany and she started showing her friendly side to him (starting by making some ointment for his swollen face). “Really, that sounds like an interesting story... Romano” Germany perked up and turned his head to the check out table. (c/n) was putting all of the food on the table while talking and smiling to Romano, who had one arm on the table giving him some leaning support. Germany felt his blood boil for some reason, he didn't like the Italian not one bit. Ever since last night when he grabbed her wrist, he always felt his blood boil. Especially when he was near (c/n), Germany walked to the two nations with fire in his eyes. “ Next thing you-a know the whole entire restaurant was full of turtles!” Romano was finishing up his story about the baby turtle incident with Spain, (c/n) laughed while putting the last paid vegetable in her basket “ I feel bad for Spain though, are you sure he couldn’t keep the turtle?” “You don't name things that you throw back!” (c/n) playfully puffed her cheeks, Germany came up behind her and took the other paid foods from the table “so sorry to interrupt but ve really should get going, (c/n) don't you have some herbs to organize or somzing.” (c/n) gasped “oh your right I do” Germany smirked at Romano who was angered at the Germans actions to get the lovely (c/e) away from him. Grabbing her basket (c/n) turned to the exit with Germany's hand on her back leading her “Romano I hope to see you at the beach on Saturday” Germany paused and felt a shiver go up his spine. He turned his head slowly at the woman, (c/n) looked at him then got the message “oh, I invited him go to the beach with us this Saturday. I thought it might be nice for him to get to know us a little bit more.” Great so now the damn Italian was going to see you in a bathing suit and in the wet ocean. Just the luck for Germany huh?