Am I Catholic or Protestant...? God, I don't know..."
-Britain (after having a little too much to drink)
You don't know me! I'm the United bloody Kingdom and I can held my locker better then you any day!"
-England
Why won't the light just shut up...? I swear I'll never drink again... someone please kill me..."
-Britain (he was hung-over)
This weather man is predicting a 99% chance of shit storm and it's comin' right at ya!"
-Romano to Germany
Hey, Germany! Check it cool! This is my big brother Romano! Isn't he shizzy?"
-Italy to Germany
If you're a soldier-- even if you're French-- you're supposed to try very hard to escape captivity!"
-Germany
This could vork... friends. Uh... ve don't have to kiss, do ve?"
"Nope~ Unless you want to~"
-Germany and Italy
Germany, thanks for the water~ Now I can make pasta again~"
-Italy
Ahhh-ahh! I'm so sorry! You were right! I am not the box of tomatoes fairies at all! It was all lies, lies, LIES! Please don't shoot me! I'm too young to die, and what if I don't die and but am just mortally wounded and forced to lie there in misery in a pool of my own blood?! Please, I'll do anything--well, I mean within reason-- I don't want to diiiiiiie!"
-Italy's "I don't want to die" rant part one
Italy: It's been a while since I slept with you, Romano.
Romano: Shut up! You should have at least two beds in your place!
Italy: How weird... I usually sleep together with Germany and Japan.
Romano: [Grabs Italy's throat] You still get along with them!
[Repeatedly bashes his head into his brother's]
Italy: Bro, I can't breathe. Bro, I can't breathe!
[Cut to Germany's office; his phone is ringing. He picks it up]
Italy: Germany, save me! I'm on my bed and my brother is- ow!
Romano: Not there!
Italy: It's stuck! OW!
Romano: Put down the phone, you fool!
Italy: TAKE IT OUT!
Romano: Put it down!
[Line goes dead]
Germany: [Slightly disturbed] His brother's... stuck..."ow"... take it out...
[Germany bursts into Italy's room]
Italy: Italy, are you okay! What's going-!
[He realizes the brothers' signature hair curls are merely tangled with each other]
Italy: Germany, you're late!
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