Giving my recent fascination with the world of Hetalia FanFiction, and my love of all History and of my country (Ireland), I've decided to do some drabbles about the Adventures of Ireland! (pushes button and a clapping sound is heard)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia! And, I'm sorry if some of the characters are OOC. Just tell me, and I'll fix 'em up!
Chapter 1: Awkward Silences
Once, in a Pub in the far away land of Ireland, there were 4 friends sitting around, getting pissed drunk. The four sat around a circular table, with pints of Guinness in each of their hands. Currently, one of the 4 was telling a story...
"Annnn' I was, like... Noooooo, bro! Thaaa's my chicken! You will NOT COOK MY CHICKEN!" The only woman in the group, Enya 'Ireland' Murphy, was attempting telling a story to the others about the last Christmas she tried to have with her brothers in England. In the midst of drunken slurs and Irish swears, the story was somehow getting across to the others, who were sniggering away, all as drunk as her if not moreso.
"Duuuuude! He is, like, toooooootaly un-awesome! Taking your chicken is totally un-awesome!" The speaker for that, was the totally awesome Prussia, also knowen as Gilbert,
"That's what I said! AND he took it anyway!"
"You were right to say that l'Irland~ He doesn't understand the complications of l'armour~!" That was obviously France, one of Irelands oldest friends,
"France? What does love have to do with England cooking chicken?" And the final member of our merry men (and woman) was Spain,
"Bro! You've been my friend since forever! And you still don't realise my fasination with chickens?"
"... No?"
"That is worthy of an awkward silence bro... All in favour of awkwardifying Spains pervious statment, say Aye!"
"Aye, mon chére~"
"You get an awesome Aye from the awesome me!"
" W-Wha?"
"..."
"... Awkward silence is awkward..."
