You groaned and started to roll around on your bed once the light behind the curatins were unleashed by Germany.
"Vake up ______ , today you have to come to training vith me since your babysitter is absent," He said.
You sat up in your white pajamas, which were quickly pulled off and replaced with a small white dress by Germany.
You were a small German country, so small that no one but the Axis knew you even existed, so it was pretty easy to avoid fights - which Germany was glad of since he wouldn't have to save you like he did Italy every five minutes.
"But I don't vant to go!" you whimpered.
You closed your eyes slowly and started to doze off.
"______! Vake up! You can get more sleep later!"
He picked you up and placed your head on his shoulder while he walked out of the house.
"ITALY! PICK UP YOUR FEET!" Germany yelled running next to Italy.
What was more boring then sitting in the grass watching Germany, Japan, and Italy run laps? ... Well, since you were so bored... maybe you could try running laps...
"Daddy! Daddy can I run vith you?!" you shouted running towards him.
"Vhat? No you're to young to run forty laps," He said strictly.
"But..." you whimpered
"No buts." he said
Then, you felt hands pick you up by the arms and place you on their shoulders. It was Italy. "Come _____! Let's run together!"
You giggled and said, "Go Italy horsie, go go go go!"
Italy started to run faster then usual running from Germany.
"VAIT! ITALY! She's my daughter, Italy, put her down!" Germany yelled.
Italy chuckled and started to run faster.
"Go uncle Italy!" you giggled
"Uncle Italy? I like the sound of that." Italy exclaimed
Germany reached Italy's shoulder and almost grabbed you, but then Italy sent you flying off and yelled, "CATCH JAPAN!"
Japan quickly panicked and caught you, but didn't run away with you like Italy would think.
"Wow are you okay _______? Your not hurt are you? Is anything wrong with you? Are you...." He kept going on and on while Germany knocked Italy upside on the head.
"Next time you run off vith my daughter I'll kill you."
Tears started to fall down your face.
"Its my fault uncle got in trouble!" You sobbed.
Japan started to panic again handing you over to Germany.
Germany sighed and started to rock you back and forth.
"Don't vorry ________. It vasn't your fault your Uncle Italy is just a cowvar... I mean a person who gets into trouble by himself."
Germany then glared at Italy mouthing these words:
If. you. dare. throw. her. again. I. will. make. you. run. 100. laps
That's how Italy had become your uncle.