- Translation by: spaceinvaderdud
- LJ Post
Austria: All of you are being loud! Why are you making such a ruckus this late at night?
Italy: M-Mr. Austria! I’m sorry!
Austria: Hungary…How am I suppose to set an example if you are participating in this ruckus?
Hungary: I apologize! When I saw the two of them, they looked so cute and I just couldn’t help but jump in~!
Austria: You never change, do you?
Hungary: *giggles* Ah!
Austria: *closes door* What is the matter?
Hungary: Won’t you please try to count sheep to them?
Austria: Count sheep? What makes you bring that up?
Hungary: When Ita heard from Holy Rome that he couldn’t sleep, Ita began to count sheep for him!
Austria: I see now. That was the cause of the ruckus.
Hungary: But Holy Rome just couldn’t fall asleep, so I switched with Ita and began to count instead. Unfortunately, my counting also didn’t work.
Austria: And now you ask me to count in your stead. The counting sheep to fall asleep method is mere superstition, you know. If you wish to fall asleep, it would be much faster if you just darken the room and close your eyes in complete silence. Am I mistaken?
Holy Rome: Well, that is true.
Italy: Ohh…
Hungary: Mr. Austria… I do think that the method you just stated is a good idea, but wouldn’t hearing someone singing a gentle lullaby give the listener the peace of mind to fall asleep?
Austria: Well, I will not argue that what you said will not work. However, sheep counting and singing lullabies are different things, are they not?
Hungary: That is true…
Italy: B-But…
Austria: “But…” What is it?
Italy: B-But… when I heard Miss Hungary counting sheep before, It was like she was singing a tender song!
Austria: A song?
Italy: It was such a cheerful and warm song. It made me feel so fluffy!
Holy Rome: Italy…
Hungary: Ita…*giggles* You like Mr. Austria’s music, right?
Italy: Ah! Oh yes! I love it!
Hungary: I too like your music, Mr. Austria. It is true that counting sheep is different from lullabies, but I really would love to hear your musical interpretation of counting sheep.
Austria: Counting sheep as a form of music? That is quite an absurd theory.
Hungary: The two of you want to hear Mr. Austria’s sheep, right?
Holy Rome: I don’t really…
Italy: I want to hear it!
Hungary: Mr. Austria~!
Italy: Mr. Austria…
Austria: It seems I don’t have much choice in this matter. Very well. I shall count sheep for you!
Italy & Hungary: Hooray!
Austria: In exchange, you are to stop making such a ruckus and you shall fall asleep posthaste, you silly fools.
Italy & Hungary: Siiiii~!
Austria: *sigh*