Germany smiled and woke up, gently shaking Italy.

"Mein liebe, time to wake up," he chimed, softly. Italy stirred, whining.

"Why-a?" he asked in a whiny voice. Germany gave him a small smile.

"We're going to your fratellos house, remember?" He said in a gentle voice. Italy rubbed his eyes and jumped out of bed. Germany looked at him.

"Please don't jump, you could hurt the baby, and give yourself nausea," he said, concerned. Italy gave him a soft look and pressed his lips to Germany's cheek.

"Alright-a," he said as he pulled away, his curl forming a heart. Germany smiled at him and went downstairs to make breakfast, Italy felt morning sick again and rushed to the bathroom. I'll make Italy a nice, big breakfast today Germany thought, smiling, he heard hurried footsteps and a sound of vomiting and sighed, maybe a bowl of oatmeal will be fine too he thought, disappointed. He turned off the stove and ran to the bathroom where Italy was sitting, vomiting into the toilet. He crouched down to Italy, his knees hitting the tile floor as he held Italy's hair out of his face. Italy looked at him for a split second before puking into the toilet bowl. Germany winced as Italy gagged and finally stopped.

"Are Jou alright?" He asked, concern lacing his voice. Italy gave him a smile.

"I'll-a be fine-a," he reassured, glancing at him. Germany sat there, looking at him as his eyes opened again. He stood up and pulled the Italian to his feet . Germany wiped Italy's mouth off and gave him a look of happiness as Italy rested a hand on his belly. Italy smiled and went downstairs where Japan was sitting and eating a small plate of bacon and eggs.

"Hi-a Japan!" He chimed as Japan looked up from his plate of food. Germany went to make Italy something to eat. Italy sat down, still having his signature grin on. Germany soon finished cooking and set a small bowl of oatmeal in front of him. Italy smiled and began eating. Germany got himself something to eat and finished quickly. Italy finished a few minutes after Germany and went upstairs to change into his normal outfit. Germany changed as well and they both went to the car, Germany opening the door and closing it once Italy was inside.

"Here ve go," he said, nervously as they began to leave. Japan went outside to say goodbye and Italy waved and yelled out the window.

"We'll-a be back-a soon I-a hope," he shouted, waving. Japan waved back, not saying anything. Italy began humming a song he had made up and, before he knew it, he began singing.

"Germany, Germany, Germany is a really, really, nice place. Even though I am your prisoner you give me food and it doesn't suck like English food." He sang, quietly in the car. Germany smiled and pecked his cheek, still driving. Finally, after a long while, they reached Romano's house. Romano went outside and smiled as he saw his brother and his brother in law.

"Hey, Feliciano!" He called, waving his arms. Italy saw his brother put the window and smiled. He put a hand on his stomach and waited for the car to stop. Once they pulled into the driveway Italy stepped out, and ran to his brother, smiling as he hugged him.

"Get off-a of me-a dammit!" He yelled, lightly pushing his brother off. Italy smiled, "it's-a been to-a long since-a I've seen you-a again." He said, Romano smiled at him.

"I know," he said, smiling back at Italy. Germany walked over and smiled at Romano.

"Hello, Romano," he said, dipping his head lightly and shaking hands with his brother in law. Romano shook his hand as well. Germany smiled as Romano led them inside.

"So, you said you needed to tell me something?"