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    Dream!Italy pointed farther away, where Germany talked with France.


    "Und neither have I," Ludwig replied, a twinge of uncertainy and uneasiness shadowing his tone. "Arthur and Feliciano are here...zis cannot be good for any of us."

    he followed with his gaze to where dream!Italy was pointing, seeing the two were talking and seeing that it definitely was Germany. " Germany! hey Germany! hai!! over here!" he said, waving his arms in the air frantically

    Germany perked up, casting a single glance back at Francis before continuing toward the three shadowy figures ahead. Upon arriving, Ludwig drew Italy into his chest, giving him a tight hug before releasibg him and stepping back. "I'm glad you two are—"
    "Should we go now? You lead the way friend!" DreamItaly cut Ludwig off, smiling down at Feli.

    France followed after the German, this place creeped him out. He listened to the conversation between the two Italys, confused.

    "It is best that you choose vhere to go," Germany stiffined under the stare of Dream!Italy. "However, vhatever vay you choose, I'll be right beside you. I promise. Lead on, Italy."

    France followed behind the others, not willing to be left alone in the dream world.