GermanyxItalyxReader Sick"Hey Italy! Huh?
What's wrong?" (Name) asked as a flustered Italy opened the door."Germany! He passed out and I don't know why! Please help me!" He said quickly as he ran up the stairs, leaving (Name) to process what he just said. When she finally realized what he said she ran to follow him up the stairs.Italy was kneeling next to Germany, who was out cold on the floor, patting his head trying to get him to wake up, "Germany! Wake up! (Name)'s here! She's going to help us!""Don't hit his head Italy!" (Name) warned, she sighed and knelt down too. She felt Germany's forehead and saw his cheeks were flushed a deep red and his skin clammy, "He has a fever, I think he's just sick
""Sick?! Germany never gets sick! He must be dying!" Italy started to sob. (Name) lightly smacked his cheek, "Italy! He's not dying, he