Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Be very glad I don't. :D
AN: This is my first story. And it's crack. I'm making fun of how some fanfictions make Romano blush after, pretty much, EVERY sentence. Don't you worry, I won't make a fanfic again. Don't take this seriously and have a nice day~!
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Romano was sitting on the couch just mindin' his own business, watching Food Network.
Suddenly, Spain waltzes into the living room. Romano started to blush. As Spain makes his way to sit next him he notices. He smiles his wide smile and this makes Romano blush even more.
"Oh my gosh, Romano!" Spain starts.
Oh no. Don't say it.
"You look just like a tomato!"
He said it. Bastard.
At that very moment, Romano's left cheek busted. Out came, of course, tomato juice.
Spain punched the air and ran to the kitchen and came back with a glass and poured himself some of Romano's tomato juice.
After a few seconds the juice started to deplete.
"..Romano, did I mention you taste SO good?" Spain said quickly.
More tomato juice spewed out of Romano's cheek.
AN: This will soon be canon, I swear :P