Me: *hugging England*
England: Why are you hugging me?! Get off of me, damn it!! *tries to break free*
Me: You poor thing! America, get your ass over here, and love England!
America: What?! What's up with you?!
Me: Get over here, and hug England. NOW.
America: *reluctantly hugs England*
England: What the bloody hell is this about?!
Me: *steps away, glaring* About the fact that you start coughing up blood when someone brings up America's Independence Day!
England: *coughs up blood*
America: No, he doesn't!
Me: *evil glare*
America: *cowers*
Me: You two, are going to work out your problems, NOW. You both love each other to the point where HE*points at America* won't stop singing about you, and HE *points at England* gets sick when someone mentions your guys' tragic past!
America: ...Can I stop hugging him now?
Me: Not until you two fix your problems.
England: Looks like we'll be here a while.
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Randomtalia
FanfictionRandom stuff with Hetalia. I don't own Hetalia (sadly) but I do own...whatever this is. BTW I make these when I'm bored so, they may be stupid. Has the foul language. You've been warned peeps. If you wanna read, there's a sequel to this. Can ya gues...
