One day, Rose Island asked the most confusing and complex question that no any other younger nations would ask to their family...
Rose Island: Where do babies come from Fratello Italy?
Italy: *chokes his pasta, turns to Rose Island, with a shocked face* Vee, che cosa?
Rose Island: I was wondering where do babies come from, and I was hoping that you know since you are a nation and that I'm a Micronation
Italy: Umm... w-well- uh you see...
Rose Island: Do you know, fratello because I really want to know
Italy: ...
Rose Island: ...
Italy: Tell Romano, I mean he's also Italy like me, and plus I'm not that smart~ ^-^
Rose Island: Okay!
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Rose Island: Romano, where do babies come from?
Romano: H-Huh?
Rose Island: Feliciano told me that you know where babies come from, and you're more smarter than him
Romano: *looks nevous* Well, you see... no, um- w-well, er... b-babies are... well, special and need a lot of care, I guess...
Rose Island: Huh?
Romano: Have to think of something quickly...! Babies come from Tomato plants!
Rose Island: Honestly Romano, you're supposed to be the eldest Vargas brother and that you should know everything
Romano: Oi, even though I'm the eldest it doesn't mean that don't know everything! Ask Seborga, will you!
Rose Island: *sighs*
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Rose Island: Seborga
Seborga: *eating ketchup* Si, Sorella
Rose Island: Can I ask you something?
Seborga: Si, what is it that you want to ask me?
Rose Island: Where do babies come from?
Seborga: ...
Rose Island: ...
Seborga: ...
Rose Island: ...
Seborga: They come from trees, no wait, they grow from trees because they are trees! *sweat drops* hehehe...
Rose Island: REALLY, SEBORGA!? THAT'S IT I'M GOING TO TELL NONO ABOUT IT THEN! GOODBYE!!! *stomps out of the room*
Seborga: I hope that Nono doesn't tell her...
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Rose Island: Nonno!
Grandpa Rome: Si, Rose Island
Rose: Vene, Roma, and Sebo won't tell me anything when I asked them a question and they keep making up excuses
Grandpa Rome: Really, well don't worry, Grandpa Rome is here, and I'll answer your question *smiles* So, what's the question
Rose Island: Where do babies come from?
Grandpa Rome: *smile faded* ...
Rose Island: ...
Grandpa Rome: *sighs* I guess it's time to tell you the truth... I knew this day will come
Rose Island: Si, okay
Grandpa Rome: You may regret it, though...
Rose Island: *confused* What do you mean?
***** 30 minutes later ******
Italy: *walks in* Hey, Nonno, do you want- *sees Rose Island on the floor, pale, shaking, about to throw up, and clearly scarred* Vee?! Rose Island, are you okay?!*kneeling down*
Rose Island: Uhhhhhh.....
Italy: Grandpa Rome, what happened?! She's broken!
Grandpa Rome: *embrassed* Um... I... kind of told her where babies really... came... from...
Italy: Vee?! Che cosa?!
Romano and Seborga: *walks in, sees Rose Island on the ground*
Romano: Oi, W-What happened to her?! *kneeling down*
Seborga: Rose Island, are you alright?! *kneeling down*
Rose Island: .............
Grandpa Rome: It was my fault
Romano and Seborga: *looks at Grandpa Rome* Huh?!
Grandpa Rome: I told her where babies actually came from
Romano: *shocked* Hah?! What the hell, you should've just lied to her!!
Seborga: Wait... in full detail...?
Grandpa Rome: *nodded and is embarrassed*
Italy: Dio Mio...
Rose Island: Ughhhhhhhh....
And Rose Island regretted to ask the question since that day, and that day will forever scarred her for the rest of her life
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Lesson learned: some things are better off unanswered... because you'll be traumatized when you want to know at a very young age...
And Rose Island learned her lesson...
Ciao... my fellow Hetalians...
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