. . . It was weird at best.
I was supposed to go with Italy, but he stayed home, so Romano took me.
He was surprisingly nice, and tolerated my bad-at-best skating skills.
After a while, he helped me and pretty soon, I was skating faster than he was.
And, I found Mama there.
I fell and she laughed at me, but a few minutes later, she ran into the wall.
Later on, I fell and hurt my knee and ankle, but just after that, we got to take our skates off and run around. I fell three more times, because my socks hate me. . .
But, all in all, it was a good day.
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