Inner-instability

 Silently Germany rose from his chair. There was no sound, except for Austria turning to play his piano. Italy sat cross-legged on the couch, watching Germany quietly exit the house.  For once he decided to stay put. As he sat there he began fidgeting and squirming boredly. “Hnnnn.” he breathed, standing up and quickly going outside to join Germany. Germany was sitting on a fence, staring into the horizon with a blank expression. He was thinking about something, that was for sure. His blue eyes were clouded over and his mouth was in a straight line. He didn’t even notice Italy climb onto the fence to sit behind him.