Growing In the Cold

Secrets In The Mansion

Your View
I glanced out the window as I thought,

Only a few more days till the wedding.Sighing once more I turned my attention to towards the door as I heard someone running. I walked over to the door and carefully opened it. And then...
WHAM!
I felt myself being tackled by someone. I groaned a bit as I heard a happy voice say,
"(f/n)! Congrats!" Looking up, I saw the familiar face of Italy. I soon heard a deep voice say,
"Italy! Get off her!" I watched as Germany shut the door behind him and yanked Italy off. Italy then said,
"Sorry, but-a I am just so-a happy!" He then gave me a big bear hug while Germany sighed a bit. I giggled a bit but stopped when Italy said,
"Ve~ Bella, have you-a lost some weight?" This grabbed Germany's attention as he then came and gave me a closer inspection. I watched as he circled me, wearing a very serious expression.
"(f/n), is vhat Italy said true? You do appear to be thinner zhan I remember." He said after coming once more face to face with me. I sighed a bit, there was really no point in lying.
"Yes..." I looked away. Italy then said,
"But-a why bella? Is Russia being-a mean to-a you?" I furiously shook my head and said,
"No, if anything, he's been so sweet and happy lately." Germany furrowed his brow and asked,
"Does he know about zhis?" I shook my head.
"No, I didn't want him to worry. Besides, it's not really his fault." Germany and Italy both gave me a questioning look. I then said,
"I still have my heart problem so I am still taking medication. And one of the side effects is weight loss..." I looked away a bit. I then felt Italy pull me into a hug.
"Poor bella." I then hugged him back a bit as I felt tears begin to form in my eyes. Looking to Germany I asked,
"Please don't tell Russia or anyone else. I've put them through enough worry and I really don't want to ruin the wedding." Germany gave me a piercing stare as he began to mutter a bit.
I could tell he was debating whether or not to tell the others what was happening. I prayed silently that he would choose to respect my wishes. Eventually Italy said,
"Don't you-a worry bella, we won't tell-a anyone. Right Germany?" He looked back towards the German. Germany sighed and finally agreed. I smiled and hugged them both as I thanked them. When I let go Italy grabbed my wrist and Germany's and began dragging us out of the room.
"Where are we going?" I asked. Italy smiled and said,
"To-a make PASTA!" Germany sighed as I giggled a bit as that feeling of dread in my stomach seemed to lessen.
Maybe eating some of Italy's famous pasta will help me feel better.



Russia's View
This is a bit tiresome. The guests are arriving and the house is abuzz with activity, and yet I can not seem to find my sunflower anywhere.
Perhaps she is with one of the other countries.I wandered about the house, glancing into different rooms. I was just about to get out of this section when I heard Germany muttering something,
"...doesn't seem right... maybe he should know..."
What does not seem right? Who should know what?I placed my ear up against the door. I soon heard Italy say,
"Don't you-a worry bella, we won't tell-a anyone. Right Germany?" Eventually I heard Germany say,
"Fine..." It was then that I heard a small squeal. I pressed myself closer to the door as I heard my sunflower say,
"Thank you guys so much."
Does this thing they are talking about have to do with my precious sunflower?I felt a pang of emotion stab me in the chest.
I did not have time to linger on this because I soon heard footsteps. I quickly dashed into one of the other rooms and hid as I watched Italy drag Germany and (f/n) off.
"Where are we going?" (f/n) asked. I could feel Italy smile as he said,
"To-a make PASTA!" Germany then sighed as my sunflower giggled. Before I knew it, they had disappeared off to the kitchen. I quietly emerged from my hiding place.
Something is going on in my home without me knowing...
And I do not like it...