001; The saddest tears ever.

[airof.livejournal.com]

Characters: Venezia (North Italy) and you come here.

Setting: Cafeteria.

Format: I'll match you!

Summary: Venezia finds her menu to be less than savory. This is the saddest moment of her life guys.

Warning: Extreme exaggeration.



So she'd gone through the basics of her first day. Wake up in this strange place, the initial freak out, stumble around and eventually find herself sitting down for breakfast in the cafeteria. She'd had moments where she could want to make a fuss, yell at somebody! But who were these people? She didn't know anyone so far and pretty much everything freaked her out. What is this outfit anyway? She could only hope this was a nightmare.


If so, it just got worse. "How horrible," Venezia can be found muttering at the cafeteria table, looking down in despair. They had not allowed her any of the other foods. Just this sticky brown muck in a bowl.


Her face was just full of emotion. "I can't!" Despite her hunger, which is always roaring in the morning, she pushed the bowl away promptly and let her face fall into her hands. It's not too dramatic this is serious. "This dream sucks and I'll die."

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[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

[She sounds familiar, in such a way that the exclamation provokes a response of habit. It's like that time America tried to bring food for everyone, only she'd picked McDonalds. Canada opened her mouth, the words coming out without a thought]

It's just food North Italy. I promise it won't hurt you--

[She started and glanced over her shoulder at the woman sitting two tables back]

...North Italy, when did you get here?

[airof.livejournal.com]

It will! It totally will! It's not even a food-!

[oh, but this is not a strange dream voice. this sounds like a person. she also turns around, mid-pout, to see




who is this.] Hey, you! I think this morning? Or last night?

I don't remember the trip at all.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

...It's oatmeal. It is a food, really.

[One day. One day she will remember who Canada is.

Today is not that day. Canada can already tell]

Well no one remembers the trip...we were all taken here.

[airof.livejournal.com]

Oh! A bad guy in this plot, huh? Someone thinks they're sneaky?

I won't let them! They almost made me eat this sticky mess!

Where are they? Hiding?

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

...Well we can't really meet our captors. They sort of come to us.

Perhaps you should calm down a little and eat the oatmeal.

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[airof.livejournal.com]

Hiding, then! Who do they think they are? Sneaky, weak-

[airof.livejournal.com]

[her stomach rumbles to remind her that it is empty and she stops herself short]






Nothing else?

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

...Nothing else. You missed pasta month by the way.

[airof.livejournal.com]

[horrible] I hate this place.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

None of us are particularly fond of it.

[She smiles crookedly] It will be alright. Food is just food.