[RL WITH ITALY]

[potato_bastard]

Germany came up the path to Italy's front door at an average pace, dressed casually for once, not in his uniform, but in cream slacks and a white shirt. This was Easter, after all, and he was allowed to be casual and festive for it. His hair was still slicked back in its usual fashion, though. There probably wasn't anyone that could get him to

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[gluttonforpasta]

Italy actually was all ready to go. Normally he'd have slept in as late as humanly possible, but today was ~Easter~, and even better, it was Easter with Germany! So he was already dressed, wearing dress pants and a stylish blue dress shirt.

When he heard the knock, he went skipping to do the door, big smile on his face. "HAPPY EASTER, GERMANY!" he cheered once he had swung open the door.

[potato_bastard]

Germany smiled at Italy's enthusiasm. It was good to see that he was up, ready, and excited for the day to follow. "Happy Easter to you too, Italy," he returned, although not in quite as lively a fashion as Italy.

He held out the bag of wurst. "Here," he said. "These are for later, when we start on the cooking." As gifts go, wurst was a bit odd for Easter, but he figured the food would be good and enjoyable, at any rate, and that was really all that mattered.

[gluttonforpasta]

"Thank you, Germany!" he chirped, taking the bag of wurst from him. "After we watch the fireworks, we can try making them and the pasta and trying to see if we can make them yummy together." He leaned over to peck Germany on the lips, smiling brightly.

[potato_bastard]

Germany blushed furiously at the peck on the lips. He still wasn't very used to this whole relationship thing. What was he supposed to do in response to that, then? "U-uhm, you're welcome," he said, trying and obviously not succeeding in hiding his flustering. "H-hopefully they will go well together..."