Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 13More Like This
You let out a low moan as you struggled to open your eyes. The first thing you were aware of at that moment was the feeling of your head being pressed against what felt like a pillow and a dull, aching pain throughout your face. You were also able to detect that your nose was wrapped with something that felt like soft cloth. It took a few moments of you lying there quietly for you to finally realize what had happened. You had been in the gym playing the dreaded terror game known as basketball when you looked up to find the ball heading straight towards your face. You figured it must’ve knocked you unconscious, because you had no memory of the events that happened after you felt the ball make impact with your face.
You gritted your teeth as you once again attempted to open your eyes, squinting against the unbelievably bright light that filled them. Once you were able to get them to more or less focus, you propped your elbows up on whatever it was that you were lying on and feebly
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 11More Like This
Later on that night, you instantly found that it was extremely difficult for you to fall asleep, and so you had spent the majority of the night tossing and turning in your bed, several thoughts running through your mind. Mostly, they were about that moment earlier that afternoon when Gilbert had told you he wanted to be your friend.
After bullying someone so harshly up until the point of near suicide for almost three years, didn't at least a tiny part of him think that after only a day of acting nice and suddenly wanting for you to be his friend, wasn't he moving things going a little too quickly? He could have at least thought about your feelings a bit more. Even though he seemed to understand the pain you had went through during the time he had bullied you, he still didn't seem to realize how this affected the way you thought of him. Just because he was acting friendly to you now didn't mean you could've allowed yourself to trust him all of a sudden after all that he di
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For the rest of that afternoon, you had gone through your remaining classes without paying even the slightest attention to what was being talked about. Instead of focusing in class, your mind was instead focused on what Gilbert had done while you had almost got bullied by another group of boys you were completely unfamiliar with. You had made an assumption a while before that pretty soon, Gilbert wasn't going to be the only one who was bullying you, and it had been proved right based on what happened after lunch. But instead of doing absolutely nothing or joining in as you were about to take a punch to the face by the unknown aggressor, he had stepped in and saved you. This was something that you weren't expecting at all.
After all, wasn't Gilbert the one who wanted to bully you and see you get hurt? But after seeing the look he had given you earlier that morning, a part of you believed that his entire attitude had changed since your attempted suicide. It was because of t
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 9More Like This
After Gilbert had caught you in his arms after your failed attempt at suicide and you had ran away from him, you instantly headed home, your heart aching as well as every other part of your body. Not only were you discouraged at the thought that your attempt at killing yourself had been unsuccessful, but that Gilbert had actually seen you do it. He had seen you attempt to end all your problems in the easiest and simplest way possible, which also meant proving to Gilbert that all of his bullying had finally defeated you. He had seen you in your most vulnerable and private state, right when you were carrying out the most important decision in your entire life. And now that he had witnessed you trying to end your life, you figured that it wouldn't have been long before the whole school knew about your failed suicide. And you knew that if you were to kill yourself again, it only would've made them laugh even more and care even less.
You decided that it was pointless to try killing y
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 8More Like This
Gilbert had just walked out of the store, casually holding a pizza box in both hands that contained a few slices inside. But it wasn't two seconds that passed after he had opened the door to the store and walked outside that something heavy had fallen into his arms. He had been so surprised by the sudden occurrence that his balance had been lost and he had fallen backwards. He was confused on what had happened throughout the past couple of minutes until he looked up and saw you directly staring at him. And it wasn't until you had ran away after kicking him brutally in the stomach that he realized what had actually happened.
You had jumped from the roof of the five-story building in a horrifying attempt to kill yourself. You had jumped because you had endured so much pain throughout your three years of going to high school that you felt like you just couldn't have handled any more of it. You jumped because it seemed to you that there was no other solution to your problems other than to
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 2More Like This
You sat by yourself in the far corner of the cafeteria at an empty lunch table, absently drumming your fingers against its surface with your chin in your hand, your stomach giving off loud, impatient growls every few seconds. How you wished you had your lunch money with you at that moment and would have been able to buy at least something to keep you from being as hungry as you were now. If you had known that something like the previous incident with Gilbert was going to happen, you would have at least brought your own lunch, even if you would've risked him getting angry at the fact that you didn’t have any money.
You lifted your gaze, which was previously fixed on your fingers tapping against the table, and let it focus on a group of boys sitting a few tables away from you. You were instantly able to make out Gilbert sitting in that group, laughing loudly and obnoxiously as he stuffed random foods in his mouth, probably bought using the lunch money he stole from you. You
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 4More Like This
You quietly lay on your bed, blankly staring up at the ceiling with a rather saddened expression on your face and your hands resting calmly on your abdomen. Ever since you had arrived home from school a while before, you did what you did just like every other day: went up to your room, closed the door behind you, and cried into your pillow. Now, a few hours later, when your eyes were finally free of tears, you turned around in your bed so that your nose was pointing towards the ceiling, several thoughts running through your head.
By this point, your stomach wasn't hurting as much as it was after Gilbert had punched you, though it was already rather late into the evening and you didn’t feel even the slightest hint of hunger. You figured your stomach was still pretty shaken from the injury it had received earlier in the day and for the meantime wasn't working as normally as it usually was.
Closing your eyes, you thought back to the threat Gilbert made to you as you had been heading
Teacher!AmericaxReader Final ChapterMonths and Months pass, it was december and almost 2 weeks before Christmas. Your little girl was growing up fast. You on the other hand, were not able to see her because you have been ill for a month. You knew it wasn't just some ordinary cold. Your body hurt really bad and the migraines got more painful. For some reason they believe it is contagious and to leave you in bed. And when Alfred would work, his parents would watch your daughter since he wouldn't let you leave the room.More Like This
Alfred knocks on the door holding your child in his arms. "Someone wants to see you."
"Mommy!" Your daughter says, which happens to be one of the few words she knew.
"Hey." You giggle tearing up a bit.
"My parents just told me they are going to be gone in a few days for a vacation.." He said quietly.
"Oh I see..." You quietly say.
"They are here to visit, __your childs name__ before they leave 3 days from now." Alfred replies. "I'll have to take days off of work until you get better.."
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 7More Like This
(A/N): Bit of a warning, this chapter contains attempted suicide. Just letting you guys know...o-o
You lie on top of your bed with your hands resting at your sides, staring up at the ceiling as tears continuously fell from your eyes. Earlier in the school day, you had had been discovered sitting bruised and slightly bloodstained against the lockers by one of the teachers, and you had to be carried in their arms to the nurse’s office. When asked by them whether somebody had brutally hurt you, you replied with a nod, too tired to speak. However, you refrained from mentioning the person’s actual name for fear of the threat that Gilbert had given you earlier.
When you had arrived at the nurse, the first thing she had asked you was how you were possibly able to sustain injuries such as the ones you had, and the only excuse you were able to come up with to protect Gilbert’s identity was that the attack on you was so quick and fierce that you weren’t able to see th
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You decided to stay in the bathroom until the period was over, not feeling confident enough to go back there and face everyone who had witnessed you getting hit in the face with a volleyball, especially Gilbert. Besides, with the amount of blood that was coming from your nose, you figured it would've been a while until you could've gotten it under control. You didn’t want to go to the nurse, since that meant going there for the second time in a week and you really didn’t need someone else involved in your physical problems unless it was an absolute emergency, like getting punched in the stomach.
You sniffed as you continued to sit on the toilet in the stall, which was fairly dim under the minimum amount of light that shone on that side of the room. You stood up from the toilet and turned around to throw another blood-soaked tissue wad into it, getting another cluster of toilet paper and pressing it against your nose.
You sighed as you leaned against the stall wall, staring
Fat Bottomed Girl CANADA X CHUBBY READERMatthew liked big girls. He had no idea how it started, but now it was too obvious for him to just ignore it.More Like This
Especially when it came to ______.
She was the perfect size and perfect in every other way. Her personality reminded him of his brother Alfred, but the difference was that he exercised constantly and kinda forgets sometimes that he exists and he has brute strength. But, she always noticed him, even if they're on a crowded bus or at a hockey game, she could still notice him.
There was a knock at his door. “Huh, I wonder who it is.” He said to himself. He stood up and opened the door and ______ gave a big smile and yelled “Mattie!” And tackled him with a hug, which sent both of them to the floor and she let go and was now straddling him.
“Maple,” He mumbled with a red face, which only made her laugh.
“Hey you okay? I didn't like, suffocate you or anything, did I?”
He looked up at her and blinked, he shook his head and replied
RussiaxReader - Like This?More Like This
“I’m home,” you called out as you shut the front door behind you, keeping the cold winter air outside. Taking off your shoes no response came. That was weird you were certain that Ivan was home already. “Ivan, are you here?”
The only sound that greeted you was your small cat, Mr. Bones, meowing in response. Smiling, you walked down the narrow, light wooded hallway and into the yellow and white tiled kitchen. Mr Bones was waiting for you, his grey and white fur dull under the kitchen’s light. He meowed again seeing you.
Bending down you patted him along his spine. “I guess it’s just you and me tonight,” you smiled but a pang of sadness crossed through your chest. “I’ll get you some food.”
You stood back up and grabbed a tin of tuna from the cupboard that was just to your right. You opened it, but paused sighing. It was yours and Ivan’s three month ann
Masochist!Lithuania X Sadist!Reader: Weekly MeetsChains. Leather. Sweat. Whimpers and yelps. You loved it all.More Like This
You stared down at Toris whom watched you with wide eyes. You two have played this game before. He’d also played it with Mr. Russia, but he actually felt some type of pleasure when it was with you. You circled him as he lay handcuffed and lying spread eagle on a rack positioned at a 45 degree angle. This rack however was specifically for keeping people still rather than ripping them apart. His breathing was slightly rushed as was his heartbeat in excitement and anticipation. You walked over to your little table of tools and picked up a small steak knife. You walked back over to him slowly, swinging the knife slightly while making sure it caught the light. You watched as he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the bleed. You could see his Adam’s apple bob as he gulped. You leaned down sensually, giving him a seductive smile as you trailed the flat part of the blade along his cheek, running it down the side of hi
Butler!England x Master!Reader ~Like it? LEMON~A/N: This story is from Black Butler YEah everything from the symbol to the butler (this makes no sense at all XD) Anywho!More Like This
Hope you like it dear readers!
You were a rich teenage girl who had no family. They died from a fire. Your house was burned everything including all your memories from it. Your aunt was kind to rebuild your house. You felt so lonely. You had no one by yourside. Your aunt was to busy and she always travels cause of her business. 2 days after that incident, you went to a store. A person appeared from the dark room. He asked you if you were lonely and you nodded. He asked you if you were sad and you nodded again. He said he could give you a butler to be with. You thought for awhile then nodded. He brought you to the dark room he was in awhile ago. You sat in a velvet chair and he left you there with a crow on the bird stand. "If you are asking for a butler, you have to accept the contract." it spoke but it didn't shock you. You furro
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This is a sequel to "F.A.C.E: A Little Problem" & "F.A.C.E: Hidden Secrets" If you haven't read those yet please do so you know the back story. Thank you and please enjoy ^^
“Shoot!” You cursed under your breath as you dropped the last half of your (favorite hot drink) that you bought from the corner café. You rolled your eyes when a taxi drove by splashing you from a puddle left by the rain of that morning. You groaned looking down at your now wet clothing. “Really?” You shivered at the cold winds blowing. You just wanted to get home at this point. You turned stepping off the sidewalk as your right foot stepped into another puddle soaking your sock and shoe. You shook your head wishing this day was over when you felt cold liquid hit the top of your head socking into your (h/c) hair. You looked up seeing freezing cold water falling from the sky as you saw the rain falling harder into a down pour. You reached into your bag as you found you left you
Happy New Years! (2P!Hetalia x Readers) ShortsWilliams’ New YearsMore Like This
_____________ curled up next to Matthew in bed. He grinned and pulled her close. The couple decided to stay in that evening with only themselves for company. She had to admit, this year was the strangest, roughest, and most distressing year of their lives but the gained a lot and learned a lot this year. They were invited to a few parties but they decided that the best idea was just them being with their favorite person.
“The popcorn almost done, maple leaf?”
“Yeah, I already stirred it and it’ll be ready soon,” he grinned. Only she could make maple corn for him. He nuzzled her cheek lovingly. After Christmas, they dealt with the normal year end craziness, Francis needed ____________ to forge some records, Yao had her reroute a very illegal package, she tracked something for Ivan and after he bought it he needed the best transporter in the business to get it delivered for New Years Eve, and her final task was ordering and d
Dark Spain x Reader Sequel Crimson PalmsYou now have been a so called slave for about a week and you haven't seen Antonio since the day Lovino took you to him. You sat on the bed you were provided and clenched your fist. The waiting was agonizing. You knew he had to eventually call for you and all the damn waiting was slowly driving you insane.More Like This
You layed down and felt like screaming into one of the pillows. All that this never ending week seemed to give you was a bunch of boring jobs to clean and cook. Now you had expected this, but it was just annoying because you knew that wasn't the reason he wanted you here. If that had been the case he wouldn't have killed all those female slaves.
That night when they each were killed one by one was a nightmare. Sadly, it was a nightmare you couldn't wake up from and escape no matter how much you wanted to. The screams had been bloodcurling. Each one was extremely loud then died off in a instant to nothing.
The night had been a true thing of horror. You had burried your face into the pi
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Arthur turned to you looking as if he thought you were crazy. Either that, or he wet his pants. "Wh-Why would you say that ( Male name )?!" He squeaked. "Because I can, dude." You looked over to him. "Besides, why are you so scared and fussy over something that I said?" You continued. "As much as I hate Gilbert, I don't want to see blood!" He replied.
"Oh, so your a wuss for blood eh?" You snickered. "It's not funny! It's gross and creepy!" He retorted. "Heh. Heh. Well then...." You pricked you finger with a nail slightly. and it started to bleed. Arthur's eyes widened. "Ewww!" He ran up to his bunk-bed and threw the covers over his whole body. "Don't do that!" Arthur complained.
"Even this much blood makes you squirm and squeal? That's really..." You let out a small laugh. "Lame..." You said quietly. "What did you say?!" Arthur threw the covers off his face. "You heard me.... LAAAME~" You joked. His face got red in embarrassment. "It-It's not lame!! You-You bloody wanker!" Arthur stut
Bad Touch TrioxReader - Sex EducationMore Like This
You groaned as you saw three approaching figures. You had been dreading this day all week and wish that they would be sick or something. Today was sex ed in Gym. And to make things worse the named 'Bad Touch Trio' was in your Gym class. And to make things even worse they were you're only friends in the class. This experience is not going to be pleasant.
Luckily for you the Gym teacher opened the door before the trio could reach you. You quickly scrambled inside and ran into the Theory Room. Sitting down at the back of the class you hoped that they wouldn't notice you. Off in the distance you could hear the trio's famous laughs echo in the hall, getting closer and closer until. . .
"Why did you run off on us Frau?" Gilbert asked a cocky grin was planted on his face.
"If you are that interested in sex education I could've taught you a thing or two
FrancexReader ~ Je t'aime, that's allMore Like This
The various sounds of clinking glasses and abnormally loud laughter echoed throughout the vast restaurant. Several annoying voices bounced off the dome like ceiling until they reached your ears, irritating you to the max. Although the people from the other tables surrounding you didn't bother you, the people from your table did. Your dear mother, who was sitting across from you, was currently telling a story to the rest of the guests who sat around you. Not that you cared. Probably another boring story about how you and your to-be husband met.
She raised her glass of fine red wine and giggled, showing off her perfect row of pearly white teeth.
"...and I couldn't believe it! Standing before me was the very son of Sir Amadeo! At first, I actually thought he was bluffing. But no! After he talked to me about the family business, it was absolutely clear he wasn't lying." She took a small sip of her beverage and continued.
"Everybody knows Sir Amadeo is a very wealthy man, so it
Done (France x Reader)I tried to steel my nerves before entering _(Your Name)_'s apartment. Then I slowly turned the knob that was the door and entered. I walked into the living space to find _(Your Name)_ asleep on the couch. She looked so peaceful when she slept...More Like This
I brushed a strand of hair out of the face, and she woke with a start. Her _(Eye Color)_ eyes glared at me hatefully, and she pushed me away.
"How could you?" You asked quietly, desperately searching his deep blue eyes for something. Anything. All you found was confusion.
"What are you talking about?"
You threw the phone at him. "You know what you've done!"
"_(Your Name)_, I have no idea what your talking about, mon petite fleur."
"Francis, I don't have time for this. I'm done... Just go."
"Just go!" You said, finally bursting into tears.
Francis didn't reply. He simply got up, looking like a kicked puppy. "If that's what you really want..."
The Morning After (France)-it! No no no, this was not happening this was not happening. The boy laying next to you was none other than the flirtatious, panty stealing, heartbreaking Francis Bonnefoy. The Francis Bonnefoy who had, judging by the sourness, taken your v-card just hours ago.More Like This
here was the biggest frucking player, part of the dang BTT, in bed with you.
You thought you might be sick. You’d denied yourself anything past second base your whole life, planning to wait until marriage, or at least for your special someone. And
He shifted, murmuring something, then wrapped his arms around you. You made a face, trying to subtly wiggle away. The fact that he was half on top of you (how much did this guy weigh? 500 pounds?) and your hungover state was not helping.
You needed to get out of here, now! This was the same Francis who had bullied you all through high school, tormented you mercilessly at country meetings, and would not shut up about how sexy he was. And now you were in his bed. How had this even
Save Me From Myself (BTTxDepressed!Reader) Part 1It's not so easy loving me,More Like This
It gets so complicated.
All the things you've gotta be,
But you're the truth.
I'm amazed by all your patience,
Everything I put you through.
When I'm about to fall,
Somehow you're always waiting.
With your open arms to catch me.
You're gonna save me from myself,
From myself, yes.
You're gonna save me from myself.
“I have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop chop, and if I miss the spaces-” . The tumbling current of notes that had flowed through (Name)’s lips, suddenly stopped, ending in a pain filled shriek. She had missed again. (Name) stared at the thin beads of ruby life that trickled down her fingers and onto the soft wasteland of her palm.
She lifted her hand to her dried lips, and sucked. Her blood tasted of salt and despair. For awhile she just lay sprawled out on her kitchen floor, letting blood drop onto the floor, staining it crimson. She considered just letting herself bleed out. What would it fee
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If there is a difference between dreams and nightmares then I can’t see it. Nightmares torment you with the horror of the present and dreams taunt you with hope for a future that can’t never exist. I wasn’t sure whether it was a dream or nightmare that plagued me but both would have had an equal effect. I woke with a gasp, spasming under my sweat soaked sheets as the memory remnants of my nightmare/dream grew fuzzy then all together left my mind. A few more deep breath calm me enough to prevent cardiac arrest (just barely) and I sat up.
I flicked my eyes along the edge of my room encountering the window. The somewhat shabby curtains had been carelessly left open letting in a stream of light, signaling the coming of morning. Or at least the pretense of it, because though I had only just awoken the clock told me that it was maybe 1 or 2 in the afternoon. Lovely. Not only was I Iate for work, but the goddamn BTT was still probably still in my house
Save Me From Myself (BTTxDepressed!Reader) Part 4Who is that girl I seeMore Like This
Staring straight back at me
Why is my reflection
Someone I don't know
Somehow I cannot hide
Who I am though I've tried
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside.
I’d spent a two hour car ride listening to Antonio sing loudly and off key, Francis try to play air guitar and keep hitting Toni in the face, and Gilbert constantly asking if I was okay. I said yes. Because okay was a barren wasteland littered with rotting corpses. Okay was being thin to the point it hurt and still not being able to achieve perfection. Being okay was being haunted by the memories of a lonely childhood with a dead father and a ghost of a mother begging for her next fix. I was, and always will be okay.
It’s funny how the dusty sand tastes like blood to a starving animal. It ignites the senses, makes you long for a passion you can’t quite grasp. It makes you savage, desperate, feral. As soon as I stepped from the car I breathed in the crisp air, gazed out at the s
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I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
“Name! Let us in, god dammit!” Francis yelled you shook your head mutely in despair, though the could not see you. “NAME” he screamed. Gilbert and Toni joined in. The yelled and banged on your door. You shook violently, you didn’t exactly live in a nice neighborhood, and your apartment was a dump. Which is why you almost never invited the guys over.
Yelling, cheap prostitutes, and cigarette smoke were common in your apartment building. The all enforced the stereotyped caricatures common to this part of town. The other tenants might put up with it for a while, but eventually one was bound to call the cops, or come down with a bat and shut them up. Panic and fear for both yourself and your friends rose in your throat. You wanted to protect them so much.
It was a terrifying prospect, but you would have to open the door. You slowly slid the lock out of the bolt. The
Spain x Reader: Winter HikeMore Like This
“Look, ______!” You heard your boyfriend, Antonio, say as you dried a plate you had just washed from your lunch. “The snow is falling again.” He turned back to the window of the cabin you two had rented for the holiday weekend while you made your way over to his side looking.
“It is.” You smiled as your (e/c) eyes glittered with glee. “Do you want to go for a walk?” You asked as he nodded. You walked into the main room of the cabin where the pine scent from the Christmas tree you and Antonio had put up and decorated got stronger. You smiled looking at the (favorite color lights to use on a Christmas tree) lights as they shown bright. You always loved this time of year and how it made you feel. The smells and songs always took you away for a bit while you basked in the delight they brought you. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist that brought you back from your mini day dream.
“Are you going to go like that, mi amor [my lo
Bonfire - Spain x Reader The fire flickered in the cool beach air. The night sky illluminated with stars, and the strumming of a guitar filled the beach. Two lovers shared a blanket and enjoyed the peaceful moment. Everything seemed right, all worries gone.More Like This
The girl hummed along as her lover played away on his guitar. She would occasionally look at him and flash him a smile. Everytime he saw her, he would smile wider. His eyes reflected the immense love he had for this girl. Her eyes reflected the same love. The young man set his guitar aside then cuddled next to his girl.
"(f/n), hermosa, te amo," the Spainard said, making the young lady giggle.
"I love you too Tony," she smiled then cuddled closer to him.He put his arm around her and kissed her forehead.
Under the blanket, (f/n) mischievously slipped her hand in his shirt and ran her fingers on his chest. Tony smiled and leaned closer towards her touch. She then slowly slid her hand to his washboard abs. While her ha
Germans Are Engineers(PrussiaxReaderxGermany)"If you two didn't know how to work on cars, I think I would die." You beamed brightly as you looked over the two Germans working on your car. "I mean, going to a professional engineer is so darn expressive!" You let your legs swing freely off the side of the table on your garage. This truly beat going to the auto repair shop for Ludwig as well as his brother lost their shirts due to the very steamy weather outside. You found yourself staring once and a whileMore Like This
"Ja, it is expensive." Ludwig said, picking up what looked like a wrench before fixing up what was needed.
Gilbert looked up at you from the engine, wiping sweat from his brow in the process. "You better be paying us though."
You raised an eyebrow before complaining slightly, "Why? You two are my best friends~! Common." You leaned forward with the most innocent face you could muster.
"Nein!" Gilbert said, "It's hot out here, and you think we're going to do it for free when we're cooking our asses off, and you're sitting ther
Italians Are Lovers.(Romano,ItalyxReader Oneshot)Your fingers twitched in curiosity as you eyed the peculiar curl that sprang out from Italy and Romano's heads. You'd know both of them for so long but never quite grasped the concept of their hair curls (for they never told you about what it did to them.) You weren't even watching the TV screen anymore, you came to realize as Romano shifted and the odd curl bounced slightly with his movement.More Like This
Finally, the older brother realized you had been staring at himself and his brother. His fiery amber eyes caught hold of yours, but before he could tell you to stop staring, you abruptly turned your eyes away from his. But, when his eyes turned back to the screen, you turned your eyes back towards their curls for the remainder of the movie.
After the movie was completed, Italy thought it'd be a good idea to get some dinner, which you hastily agreed too. Anything to get my mind off of the curl, you thought and followed the brother duo into Italy's kitchen. Even wit