"You're kidding me, right?"

No, I'm not. It actually exists.

"Your types are insane. And that's coming from me!"

Always be wary on the pages of . You never know what you might find.

"I'll be sure to remember that."

… Huh? ! Oh crap, the chapter's already started!

"Yes it has."

Why didn't you warn me!?

"I figured I'd wait for you to notice yourself. So, what do I do today?"

Well, lemme check this script… Ah!

"What is it?"

You're corrupting one of the Italy brothers; Northern Italy to be exact.

"The pasta freak?"

Yup.

"Wasn't I going to that America person?"

Well we're passing him on the way, so I guess this is just for kicks.

"Good enough for me!"

Best of luck.

"Pffft. I don't need luck. I can work this guy under my thumb without even trying!"

I doubt it. In case you haven't noticed, Veneziano isn't exactly the brightest bulb in the closet.

"Oh come now, you're underestimating me."

No, YOU'RE overestimating. Honestly, I doubt you can break this guy without cheating.

"Now that's just plain doubt. This'll be as easy as shooting fish in a barrel."

You wanna bet on that, Discord?

"That depends… how much?"

Hmmm… How about this; for every country you have to cheat on, you owe me a dollar.

"Deal!"

And speak of the devil, close by was the ditzy half-of-a-country. He was in his usual blue uniform and had a white flag with him. He seemed rather lost.

"Where did Germany go?" Italy spoke to himself, "I swear that he was just right here."

He was traveling down this road with his friend Germany, but he forgot that Germany had to leave to find Prussia. Discord looked at him with a sickening grin, seeing this as a good opportunity. "Well, Little Miss Narrator, it's time to show you how wrong you are," he said as he disappeared.

Italy didn't notice Discord at all, instead slipping on the soapy road.

"Ve, this is actually kinda fun." He said to himself, getting back up and onto the pink ground.

That was when he saw an unusual brown kitten walk up towards him. The kitten had a brown body, grey head, yellow front paws, one green paw, one black paw, and a red tail. Its eyes were red with yellow corneas.

"Hello there little kitty!" Italy greeted, not paying heed to the kitten's unusual look.

"Hi Veneziano," the kitty greeted back, "It looks like you've been left behind by your so-called friend, huh?"

"What? Germany? No, I'm sure he's trying to find me right now!"

"But he left you to find that white-headed brother of his, didn't he? Don't you remember?"

"Prussia's a good friend, too! I'm certain they won't be gone long!" Italy said with a smile.

"But what about your brothers? What's the blonde one's name… France?" the kitten continued to interrogate him.

"France? I bet that was that draco-something England told us about!"

"And Romano? Wouldn't he have tried to find you?"

"Oh, Romano's always been kind of a dick," Italy replied.

The kitten began to show a hint of annoyance.

"Well it must be upsetting to know how stupid and weak they think you are! After all, didn't you once defeat the Ottoman Empire when you were younger?"

"Oh, it doesn't upset me at all! I AM weak and I appreciate their understanding! And who's the Ottoman Empire?" Italy failed to notice the kitten's eye twitch.

"W-Well, it must burn you up that they're always pointing out your flaws, right?" the kitten was beginning to let go of his innocent façade.

Italy thought about it for a second before responding, "Not really. In fact, I'm lucky to have such good friends and family for them to-"

"OH FOR GOODNESS SAKE!" the kitten suddenly exploded, shapshifting into Discord.

"YOU! Y-You're that draco-thingy! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! SOMEBODY HELP!" Italy panicked, waving his white flag.

Discord didn't waste time, and poked Italy's forehead, instantly putting the bumbling country into a trance and causing his colors to mute.

"You've become far too silly little boy! It's time that you started to be serious!" Discord stated, "AREVARDECHI!"

Discord disappeared in a flash of light, leaving behind Italy. Italy remained still for some time, before a familiar voice pulled him back to reality.

"Veneziano, what are you doing here!?" Romano stated. Romano was in his tan uniform as always with an uzi strapped to his back. "It's dangerous out here, you-" Veneziano suddenly turned around to him; he didn't have his usual happy disposition, or even his scared face. Instead, there was an angry look. It was like looking Germany in the eyes ten times over.

"What are you looking at?" Veneziano said in a threatening tone.

"N-NOTHING!" Romano replied, genuinely frightened.

"You'd better not be…" Veneziano threatened before storming off, leaving Romano frightened and confused.

"What happened to you, Veneziano?"

… Well?

"What?"

You cheated, just like I told you, Discord. Now pay up!

"Fine! Here!"

Woohoo! I'm getting paid! ^_^

To be Continued…