((A/N: THIS. This is what happens when you let a hyper Brazilian and a hyper American talk. Crack fanfic happens. Well, enjoy, everyone~
WARNING: OOC-NESS. OOC-NESS EVERYWHERE.
Dedicated to mon ami Ayla. Thank you for the inspiration to write this~))
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Felicia skipped down the brick-road, singing softly to herself.
"Follow the yellow-brick road~
Follow the yellow-brick road~
Wait, this road is red bricked~?" Felicia stopped, looking down at the road before shrugging, and continuing to skip.
"Follow the red bricked road~
Follow the red bricked roa-" just then, she was interrupted by someone.
"!" came a loud shout from the other Italian. Lovina approached, her hair messy and a look of rage on her face.
"Si, sorellaaaa~?" Felicia said in her usual, happy tone.
"FELICIA. GET. THE SPANIARD. AWAY FROM ME." She shouted, pointing at Spain, whom was stalking the poor girl.
"But, senorita~ You're so pretty~" said Spain, smiling brightly.
"SHUT UP YOU IDIOT." Lovina snapped at Spain. He quickly shook his head, running up behind her and hugging her. Lovina struggled to break free, but unfortunately, the former-conquistador had the upper hand in this one.
Lovina – 0
Spain – 1
Felicia laughed a bit at her sister and Spain. She then joined in the hug, her grip tight on her sister and friend.
"Veee~ Sorella~ You're so cuddly~" said Felicia, laughing a bit.
"GRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAH! GET OFF OF ME! BOTH OF YOU!" Lovina shouted loudly at them. Spain didn't let go, hugging her tighter like a protective big-brother.
"Boss Spain won't let you go~! Fusosososososoooo~" he said, smiling in his usual, happy way. Felicia then looked at Spain, and blinked.
"Big brother Spain~ I think big sister Lovina has had enough~" she said, letting go. Spain shook his head.
"No, she is fine with me hugging her, see~?" he looked at Lovina's facial expression, which showed anger and distaste towards him, especially because he was hugging her.
Felicia nodded, and smiled.
"Si~" she then began to skip off when Lovina finally escaped Spain's grip.
"SORELLA! COME BACK HEEEEEEEERE!" shouted Lovina, chasing after her northern sister. She then managed to trip, falling flat to the ground.
Felicia turned around, seeing her sister sprawled out on her stomach on the ground. She blinked, kneeling down to check on her.
"Vee~ Are you ok~?" she asked, tilting her head. Lovina looked up slowly, glaring at her northern sister.
"…Sure." Lovina replied, her voice almost like a growl as a slight amount of blood dripped from her forehead from hitting it on the ground.
There was a silence, before Lovina began to grumble.
"Do I LOOK ok, sorella?" she spat. Felicia chuckled.
"Vee~ You do look a bit bruised up~" she said. Lovina growled quite audibly this time, and got up. She dusted herself off, and helped Felicia stand. When she did, she began to choke her sister.
"REALLY? DO I LOOK OK, YOU IDIOT PASTA FREAK HEAD?" she continued to strangle her sister as Felicia trembled, not enjoying this.
"VEE! I'M SORRY, SORELLAAAAA~ DON'T KILL MEEEEEEEE!" Felicia cried, noticing Spain had walked off, so she couldn't call for his help.
"OH, YOU WILL KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE TO FEEL PAIN WHEN I AM DONE WITH YOU, SORELLA!" Lovina threatened, her hands tightening around Felicia's neck. However, France began to walk up behind Lovina.
"Vee~ Ciao, big brother France~" said Felicia in a weak voice. Lovina then stopped choking Felicia, and slowly turned around.
'…"
"Honhonhonhonhon~" France laughed.
"CHIGIIIIIIIIII~!" Lovina grabbed Felicia's hand, dragging her home as she ran.
((A/N: Hope you enjoyed the complete and utter crack that this fanfiction is. This was mostly based off of me and my friend Ayla being random on Skype, so forgive us. ;u; ))