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Ne, ne! Is anyone hungry?

[There is the distinct sound of water boiling and pot lids being set down in the background - and if you listen carefully, it sounds like there's quite a lot of it going on. What could this little guy be up to?]

Ve, I thought all the ghost people were really scary at first, but then I watched them for a while, and they're not actually scary at all! They're nice because they do lots of cleaning for us and I don't have to! That's the very best thing, don't you think? [He's just so happy to get out of servitude.] So I asked them as nice as I could if they could help me make a big lunch! Though it kinda got too big...so, um, if you like pasta, you should come to the kitchen and eat some with me! Especially if you're a friend! But I promise not to turn anyone away if they are hungry!

( {Action} )

pastina

[If you listen closely, you might hear the First Years' Herbology lecture in the background of this entry today, but it's very faint and easily drowned out by something else.]

Nnn...veeee...wanna paint...paint the rabbits...

[Namely, the sound of sweet, sweet sleep.

Italy didn't mean to fall asleep, especially when he's finally managed to start going to the correct classes and places, and double especially since this one was being taught by Miss Ino, who he's immediately taken a shine too. But it's siesta time, and Italy is just so very tired! He probably opened his journal to take notes, since it's the only notebook he has, and his head just drooped right onto it.

You should definitely shout at him through the journal to wake him up! Or maybe you're in class and can't stand his incompetence? Either way, there's going to be a bit of drool over the journals. Euugh.]

pastina

[There's an entry in the journal today, written in shaky hotel pen.]

Hello magic book!

Yesterday I learned that people can talk in you but I hope writing in you works the same way!

I woke up in a strange building with lots and lots of weird things, but I met a big, silly puppy so I wasn't so scared! And the people in the...what's the word? Restaurant? They make yummy food for me! So maybe this place isn't so scary after all! Though the tomato sauce for the pasta is kind of strange...so it's still a strange building.

I think I would like to make lots and lots more friends here!

[And at the bottom of the page there is a very nice ink sketch of the big silly puppy he met in the lobby. It's even shaded!]

dubtalia

[Nighttime is always when people can rest and sleep. This kind of thing is no excuse for this newcomer. Enter Italy Veneziano. A man with auburn hair and a curl beside his left head took this chance without a hesitation. Though when he stirrs in his sleep and wakes up with a yawn, something felt odd,]

Am I late for training?

[When Italy spoke, he had an Italian accent that sounded like he was from a video game. He looks out the window and sees that it is still dark.]

Nope! Still bedtime!

[Italy lets his body plop on the bed and pulling the covers for snuggle. He tosses to the side as if to face someone.]

Good night, Germany!

[Who wants to be the lucky lady/guy to find him sleeping next to you? Don't worry, he's not naked...yet. Just wearing a pink tank top and yellow shorts. Question remains how he got into someone's bed. Who does he wake up beside with?]

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Three Noodles {Dictated; Action}

Two Noodles {Accidentally Dictated; Action}

One Noodle {Written}

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