"Italy, please come here. There's something I wanted to say to you," Holy Roman Empire (HRE) called from the other room. Italy walked in and HRE's stomach flipped with anxiety. "There- there's something I need to tell you, Italy. I love you. I have loved you for years and years."

"I love you too, Holy Roman Empire," Italy said. He took HRE's hand, but before he had time to react, HRE kissed him on the mouth, gently and sweetly.

When the kiss was over, HRE held Italy close and whispered in Italy's ear "I have to leave for war, now." Italy struggled free and immediately fought back.

"No, you can't leave! I'll miss you too much. Please don't leave me!" Italy begged on his knees.

"I have no choice! I have to go. You know I will always love you," HRE said. Then he turned around and left.

"Goodbye, Holy Roman Empire! I love you!" Italy called after him. And that was the last Italy ever saw of Holy Roman Empire.

Or was it…