-Ask the Italia Brothers-

North Italy: Ve~ Ciao! Feliciano, here with my fretello, Lovino~!

South Italy: Piss off, bastards.

N. Italy: Fretello, that's—

MusicalMangaHeartbeats: Hey, that's no way to talk to your fans, Lovi!

S. Italy: Wh-who the hell, are you?

N. Italy: AH! Gh-gh-ghoooost! Germany! -hides-

MusicalMangaHeartbeats: I'm not a ghost! I'm the author of this story and I'm just here to introduce your "Ask" fic. Feli, come out from under the table …

N. Italy: Au-author? No ghost?

MusicalMangaHeartbeats: No ghost. Cross my heart.

S. Italy: Why the hell do we need you to introduce us?

MusicalMangaHeartbeats: Because your incompetent weaklings whom I highly doubt can introduce a show let alone do one.

S. Italy: Why you, cocky bastard! So you think me and my brother are stupid, asshole?

MusicalMangaHeartbeats: Well … look at your brother now.

-Lovino looks at Feliciano who is twirling absentmindedly in his rolly-chair-

N. Italy: Ve~Ve~Ve~

S. Italy: Well … yeah, that bastard is stupid. But I'm not—

-MusicalMangaHeartbeats holds on to Lovino's haircurl-

S. Italy: Chigigigi …

MusicalMangaHeartbeats: Anyway, send your letters to these two in the comments! They await your inquiries with bated pasta breath.

S. Italy: B-bastards ...

N. Italy: PASTA~! I want some now ...

I had to do the Italy brothers! XD This is loosely based off the "Ask the Bad touch Trio" fic so ... yeah ...

Get teh sending! :D