When I got home, I changed into night clothes and crawled into bed. Austria was already asleep, facing the opposite wall. The পরবর্তি morning he went straight to his পিয়ানো and wouldn't let anyone approach him.
I think that Italy noticed how upset I was. He did his work twice as fast as normal, and he kept doing little extra things for me, like picking flowers. It was both sweet and heartbreaking. How could he know me better than my own husband?
I kept wondering about my meeting with Prussia. Did I know? Did I know why he called me there? I couldn't think of the reason, but I realized something....
I walked in Austria's courtyard, ঝাড়ু in hand. Italy would be coming প্রথমপাতা soon from visiting his brother, Romano, at Spain's house. I thought that might as well start cleaning, so Italy and I could go out to the park.
Austria followed me out, back erect. He raised an eyebrow questioningly at the ঝাড়ু in my hand.
"Why do আপনি have a push broom? It is Italy's job after all!" he scoffed.
I frowned, "I just thought I could do Italy's chores so we could all have a relaxing দিন today."
He shook his head, "Don't be stupid! It is Italy's job to sweep, and yours to supervise. Do not confuse poor Italy...
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