Cake and Training
*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*
In was late in the morning, and little Austria was sweeping the hallways. His Papa, Mister Italy was down in the parlor, creating some beautiful works of art, and even though the nation had wait staff to clean up the areas, he wanted to teach his little one responsibility, so Austria was giving the job of sweeping. The little one swished the broom, making noises while he did so. He was decked out in a little purple frock, and a white apron, alongside a little bandana on his head, to keep the dust and grime from getting in his hair. He had seen the chamber maids, and what they wear, so he had one of them help him.
Italy was down in the South wing of the mansion, painting some pictures, and enjoying himself. Knowing his little one was always well behaved, he did not have to worry about a thing. He hadn't had any plans set for the day, though sometimes Holy