In the peaceful mansion of the great Austria lives a cute little girl- wait no I mean boy. The said cute little boy- who really looks like a little girl- was sweeping the backyard.
"Ve~" Chibitalia hummed, wiping off the beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeves. He had been sweeping Austria-san's backyard for three hours straight and he was getting tired. 'I want pasta.' The cross dresser boy demanded as his stomach growled.
"Oi!" a familiar voice called, pulling him out of his thoughts about food –especially pasta. Chibitalia looked around him and smiled, spotting a small silhouette, running towards him, "lunch is ready." Holy Roman Empire huffed, trying to catch his breath.
"Mmm" Holy Roman Empire blushed and went stiff when he felt small soft hands hold his hand. "Did Hungary-san prepared pasta?" Chibitalia asked, pulling along his companion.
"Uh" the other said as he allowed to be taken along by the smaller one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. XD