Thank you for reading this! This is my second Hetalia fanfic, so please be calm on reviews (IF you care to leave any.) So here you go.

Rated: M for Lovina's mouth and sexual conflict/ themes

Lovina huffed, staring at the laptop for what seemed like an eternity. She crossed her arms over her chest stubbornly. She sneered at the screen. "Dear Friends. It's been a while since we've all hung out together and had a great time with everyone. So I'm inviting all the Nations to visit me at my water park! It'll be this Saturday at Noon. Sorry for a short notice, but the weather will be very nice! I hope to see you then." She said in a mock Spanish accent. "Spain, that jackass." She mumbled, closing the laptop.

"Felicia! What day is it!" Lovina called over her shoulder. No doubt that Italy would be on her own laptop as well. But Lovina was just too lazy to check herself. She brushed her brown waves away from her face.

"It's Wednesday, Sorella!" The always happy Italian called back. "Hey, did you get that e-mail?"

Lovina's eye twitched just at the very memory of the email. "Yeah." She muttered, opening her laptop. "Are you going?" She asked. Her hands typed rapidly on the keyboard, a flurry if thoughts racing onto the word document.

"Yes! Maybe Ludwig and Kiku will be there! Ve~ It already sounds like so much fun! How about you?" Felicia's soprano said back.

"I don't know." Lovina groaned. She still had to look through the papers that she had put off. The ones that her boss needed to approve off. She sighed, putting her face on the keyboard, "I have stuff to do." She said grumpily, Just the typical day for Lovina.

Wake up, check email, say no to Spain, be upset, and go to sleep. That was nearly it.

"Pleeeeeease! Come on. I'll help you with your work when we get back." Felicia insisted, now standing in the doorway to Lovina's garden themed room. Lovina pouted.

"Sometimes I wonder who's older." She mumbled, typing some more. "And I won't go if that potato bastard is there. So, No." She said, shuddering at the thought of seeing the German.

"Aw, don't be so mean, Lovina! It'll be fun. And since Spain will be there-"

"I don't give a damn." Lovina said, pouting and trying to concentrate on her word document. She looked up and saw two eyes staring at her. Two very large, watering, pleading eyes. Lovina pressed her lips together. Don't give in….Don't give in…..

"Fine." She finished, wanting to kill herself on the inside. "Damn gave in, is what I did." She hastily told herself. Felicia was rejoicing, jumping happily and flailing her arms about.

"I'm going to go celebrate with pasta!" Felicia exclaimed, setting her red laptop on Lovina's bed and dashing out and down the stairs. Lovina puffed out her cheeks and leaned backwards until her head it the pillow.

What does someone tell the person they DON'T like that they're going? Lovina started to type a reply/

Antonio,

My sister convinced me to go, so there.

-Lovina Vargas, .

Her eye twitched. She deleted it all.

Hey Bastard,

Felicia's dragging me along. Don't be happy about it.

-Lovina.

She smiled contently. "And Send."

Yeah. Short, isn't it. But If i get a review or two, I'll definately write some more. : D It's all good. I like to write loooooong stories, so yeah. I'll try not to make a fool out of myself.