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Taking Over Me Chapter 14Taking Over Me Chapter 14 by *PastaForItaly
The Dream Realm is a cold, dark, lonely place. It's the place where you reside when dreams don't take over when you sleep. It's not a lovely place, but you don't remember spending time there. If you're unlucky, then you remember every second there.
Italy was one of the unlucky one. He was laying in the darkness, staring at nothing. Then he heard that all to familiar laugh and he sat up, coming face to face with Feliciano. He leaned back a bit and Feliciano smiled.
"Thought you could get rid of me? Nice try."
"Feliciano-"
"Don't say anything. Soon, I'm going to be locked up in your heart again. I just came to give you this," he said as he
Taking Over Me Chapter 13Taking Over Me Chapter 13 by *PastaForItaly
Italy and Feliciano were walking to Germany's house. Italy was staring at the ground, the gun clenched in his hands. The house soon came into view, looming over the two. This was the time to leave emotions and regret nothing.
They soon were in, after Feliciano picked the lock. What they weren't expecting was for Germany to be standing there, staring at them. He glared at Feliciano.
"Why the hell are you here? You already took Italy from me, haven't you done enough damage?"
"Oh no. Truth is, it's going to end here. Right Italy?" Feliciano asked as he turned to Italy. Italy nodded and raised the gun up, pointing it straight at Germany. Germa
Taking Over Me Chapter 12Taking Over Me Chapter 12 by *PastaForItaly
I sit in my room for hours on end, listening to the endless ticking of the clock.
Feliciano walked into Italy's bedroom. He had the curtains drawn and the lights were off. He was laying on his bed, his back to Feliciano. It had been like this for a few days now and Feliciano was getting worried. He walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Italy? Are you okay?" he asked, not receiving a response from him. He sighed and pulled the covers off of him.
"Italy! Come on, say something!" Feliciano growled, but Italy was still silent.
I've lost everything that even matter. My childhood friend, my playmate, my love. It's all gone.
Finally, Feliciano
Taking Over Me Chapter 11Taking Over Me Chapter 11 by *PastaForItaly
Germany glared at him as Feliciano stood up. The black and white cat ran over to where Feliciano stood and he kneeled down to pet it. Then he walked over to Italy and unchained him, holding him close as he threw a smug glance at Germany.
"Germany, do you realize how long he's been waiting for you?" Feliciano asked and Germany gave him a confused look.
"What do you mean?" he asked as he took a step forward. Feliciano growled and held a knife to Italy's throat, making him cry out in fear.
"Take another step and I'll kill him. What I meant was, Italy has been waiting for years for you. But you forgot all about him," he said, making both Italy
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Romano- MissingRomano- Missing by *PastaForItaly
Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday you'll look up
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one
Isn't something missing
Lovino finished packing his things and hoisted the bookbag on his back. He took one last look around his room and walked out, heading to Feliciano's room. He walked in and over to where his little brother laid, asleep. He kneeled over and kissed his forehead.
"I'm sorry," he whispered before he left the room. He walked to the living and looked around before leaving. Once he shut the door, he ran off, the tears pouring down his face. He knew nobody would miss him, not his parents, not his brot
England- ImaginaryEngland- Imaginary by *PastaForItaly
I linger in the doorway of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay, where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops, as they’re falling, tell a story
England sat in the corner of his room. He had the curtains drawn over the windows. He didn't want to see the stormy weather outside. Thunder cracked overhead, but he paid no mind to it. Soon, Flying Mint Bunny flew into the room and over to England.
"What's wrong Britain? You look upset?" the green creature asked, but he didn't answer her. She landed on his shoulder.
"Britain?"
She noticed his eyes were dull as he stared at the ground.
In my field of paper
Pirate!SpainXChibi!Romano- Everybody's FoolPirate!SpainXChibi!Romano- Everybody's Fool by *PastaForItaly
Perfect by nature
Icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that
Lovino watched as Antonio left for the docks. He said he had another mission. Lovino was tired of these stupid missions. He always came back injured badly, yet he still kept going. How much more before Antonio realized he needed to stop?
When Antonio was out of sight, Lovino walked back into the house. Looks like he was going to be alone for a while again. He should be used to it by now right?
Never was and never will be
Have you no shame, don't you see me
You know you've got everybody fooled
Months passed and Antonio came back injured. He la
Prussia- ExodusPrussia- Exodus by *PastaForItaly
My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
20 bucks should get me through the week
Never said a word of discontentment
Fought it a thousand times but now I'm leaving home
Prussia sat in a chair, close to the window. He stared at the streets below in sadness, knowing he would never see them again.The former nation was disappearing, and soon he would be nothing but a memory.
He heard his bedroom door open but he didn't turn to look. He knew it was his brother.
"Prussia? Are you okay?"
"Ja, I'm fine," Prussia said as he looked at Germany and put on a fake smile. He hasn't told his brother his time was limited. He hasn't told anyone rea
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