Where To Go?

[curltug.livejournal.com]

Characters: North Italy and anybody who wants to accost him on his way.
Setting: Library
Format: Prose
Summary: North Italy's arrived, wants food, is stuck in the library and has no sense of direction. Perhaps it's best to wait here before he goes to the cafeteria.



Italy wandered around the library, staring at the books and wondering just exactly who had brought them all there. Who would need so many books? Had other people brought them there?

He had promised not to move from the room, but it was beginning to get a little scary. Hopefully Germany would be here soon. They'd promised; pinkie swore on it too. Plus, he could hear his stomach grumbling at him.

Wandering around, he wondered if there were any cookery books. If there was a library this huge, there must be a place they can use to cook meals. The food here hadn't sounded too delicious.

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Searching for a book of his own to pass the time reading, Romano was spending a lot of today in the library as well. Maybe he'd find a nice romance novel that he would discreetly hide from his roommates and people he knew. It's not like he needed to be reading fantastical stories about love or anything. He was just that bored.

He wasn't very near the non-fiction, but sound seemed to carry rather well in the quiet library. Not to mention a weird feeling Romano had gnawing at the core of himself, not unlike the times he's been very hungry and yearning for pasta. But it wasn't the exact same, and he couldn't quite place it. He'd eaten earlier, after all. Stupid, god damn ice cream and pie.

Hiiii!

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Italy was still babbling on, mostly to himself about finding the cookery books. Directions were never his specialty, and despite being given instructions by others he still hadn't managed to find anything he was looking for.

Combing the shelves, he did manage to find books on art. Digging through, Italy looked for something to read if he couldn't find anything to do with food. In his searching, he clumsily knocked some of the books from the shelves to the floor.

Oops!

\;w;/

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

The sound of books against the library floor was enough to make Romano look in that direction with a scowl. What idiot is causing a racket in the library? He slid the book he was inspecting back onto the shelf and walked closer to the sound to see what idiot was knocking over books.

And of course, the closer he got, the more constricted he felt somewhere inside. He wondered if this was a bad thing, maybe his intuition was telling him that this was a monster and he should run the other way very quickly.

He found the pile of books on the floor, and saw the hole where they'd fallen from the shelf. Through that gap, he could look and see who knocked them over! So he peaked through, squinting.