Rachele: Ciao~! Bella Bella! Ciao~! I don't own Hetalia~!

Warning: Yaoi

[words]= Dialogue outside the story

This story is a video recording; so therefore, some things may be changed slightly or censored by me, the authoress as we go. The Narrator will occasionally switch out. Possibly, this will happen in the middle of a chapter, in case Gilbert acts really, really stupid. [What are you doing Gilbert? Gil! No, no I want to narrate the prologue! No! Don't take th-]. . .

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[Hey! Gilbert here!]

Have you ever felt like your life was a sappy romcom? Because that's basically what my entire 4 years of high school were. A sappy, romcom, with a creepy Russian, his scary younger sister, his busty older sister, an idiotic American, a snippy Englishman, a way-to-cheerful Spaniard, an angry Italian, a perverted Frenchman, a bipolar Canadian, a strict stick-up-the-ass German (who is my brother sadly), an annoying Italian, a dumbass Dane, an emotionless Norwegian, a gay Polish man, a shy Lithuanian, and two badass grandfathers, as well as a few other assembled people.

Yeah. It was a strange 4 years to say the least. But, the strangest part was that I fell in love with the creepy Russian dude. His name was – or I should say is – Ivan Braginski. He's a shy, but creepy and rather large and tall Russian dude who never takes off his scarf. EVER. Also, he loves sunflowers, warmth, and cats, not to mention he thought my pet bird was adorable.

Who am I you ask? Well, I'm Gilbert Beilschmidt, and I'm a totally badass, motherfucking, Prussian, with a secret weakness for cute things and a love of dicks. Oh, yeah, I'm gay and proud of it, you un-awesome person!

'Cause you know I'm the only awesome person here. Well, maybe with the exception of Ivan. Maybe . . . Alright, he's awesome too, but don't tell him I said that. [What do you mean you heard me Ivan? You heard me say what?]

Kesesesese, anyway! On with the story my birdies~!

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[AHHHH! DON' T HURT ME RACH-]

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Well, on with the story my lovelies.

END RECORDING . . . FOR NOW KESESESESE!

Eb: . . . Yeah.

Iv: Rachele wrote whilst listening to Panzerkampf by Sabaton on loop.

Rachele: See you in the next installment of 'The Sappy Romcon That Is My Life: Freshman Year'

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