001; The saddest tears ever.

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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."

Comments

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[Romana almost seems normal with the irritated 'of course you didn't' look she gives Venezia before shaking her head] Why did I expect you would...

[Her face turns steely, Romana closing her eyes and looking like she's pain. It hurts so much to remember the wasteland that was theirs.] I-I don't know... maybe you've been here all along, maybe they just wouldn't let you wake up... but our home is gone. Ask Spagna, she'll confirm it for you...

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[more of the horror starts to show in her face now, as she understands that her sister truly believes this.

she grabs for one of her sister's hands, scared for what sort of terrible possibilities she was mumbling about now. for once she can't say much.]

She's here?

[tomatatas]

[Her hand grips Venezia's tightly, Romana trembling slightly. Even if Venezia tried to pull away Romana wouldn't let her. She won't let ago again]

Si... her, Francia... Canada... Prussia and America were here before but... nobody's seen them for awhile...

[She takes a deep, if shaky breath] There's more. There... there's another world, where we're men and nations like Ungheria, Belgio are women... Some of those nations are here...

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If it's just them, then- [then there's a chance her sister was a mistaken! then there's a chance this could be a horrible dream or her sister was fooled or deluded or





or crazy.] Sorella.

[tomatatas]

[She's not crazy, your crazy, everyone else is crazy she's perfectly sane and she knows that look she is not crazy!] It's true! Ask Spagna, if you don't believe me, because clearly you never do! Cagna...

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I do so! Sometimes!

It's a cool thought, of course. But, sorella, that is a bit far out there you know.

[tomatatas]

When?

And it's true! There's a male America, a male Spain... there's a male version of me... [Frowns] He seems like a child, compared to me though. Very whiny. [Because she never whines at all nope, no way shut up]

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Sorella. Sorella. [she almost was intrigued by the thought of more guys around but then she remembered who they were and was grossed out]

Maybe they're playing tricks on you? There can't be two Italia Romanas, you know! We have enough!

[she falters on that last part romano? preposterous!!]

[tomatatas]

[Yeah be grossed out good girl. Also half the reason she didn't mention Germany, she doesn't trust you, sorellina]

They're not! I've seen him, he has... he has my curl. [Hey hey hey the world needs all the Romanas geeze. Romano can get stuffed though]

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Ah.








Are any cute? [a guy sorella sounds kinda scary actually]