A/N: Haha! I'm back! But there's some things you really gotta know, so here they are:

(1) To the people who wanted me to lemonize 'The Wall': I am nearly finished, but when my grandma found it... Well, wasn't pretty. Apparently Germancest is 'the devil's writing'... and she's pretty much agnostic. T.T But I'm nearly finished with the first one! However, this is my first lemon so I'm getting a feeling of mild trepidation.

(2) My American accents fic? Kinda on hiatus. Temporarily. I swear I've been trying, but I'm trying to do the accents in the order in which they were sent to me, and I'm stuck on Minnesota. It's hard to write. But I AM working on it and it will NOT end up like every other multi-chaptered fic that I never finished.

(3) I've got limited computer time, but over Thanksgiving break (now 'till Tuesday) I've got my computer back. SO! If you send me a request, for anything at all message me. My conditions are: [a] The only het pairing I'll do as more than a side is Poland/Hungary, though I could try my hand at Belarus/Lithuania. [b] I don't like stories that will depress the hell outta me, so I won't do one. Especially Italy leaving Germany during WWII or HRE dying and not being Germany. [c] NO HET LEMONS. Yaoi is fine, maybe even yuri. [d] I like a challenge, but if it's too hard I won't do it. Same goes if it's too long. So going with this, I'd prefer if you stick with oneshots, threeshots at the most. Unless, of course, I decide to continue it on my own. [e] I fully support any pairing that's not widely acknowleged. Basically, if there ain't much of it on this site, I'll write it. [f] IF YOU REQUEST A FANDOM I'VE NEVER WRITTEN FOR, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN. Basically stick to South Park, Ouran High School Host Club, and Hetalia. Stick mostly with Hetalia, though, please. [g] Don't ask for something too overdone, unless you want to challenge me to make a certain overdone theme somehow seem new or something. Though I will take overdone challenges. [h] Unless a particular kink is really fucking creepy to me, I will totally do it. Nobody's challenged me with a kink yet. That is perfectly okay. I can't even believe I have to put this in my Author's Notes, but I will take any requests, even when I don't express that I'm taking them. I will message you personally if I can't, and then maybe you can revise your request, but this will be rare. And I'll give you full credit as requester, unless you specifically state that you wish to remain anonymous. [i] FINAL DEMAND: I no longer take requests from anonymous reviewers. I'll let you review, but if there's a problem I can't contact you, so I won't even bother.

(4) BROTHERS, SISTERS, SEND ME YOUR SONGS. Unless I really hate a particular song, I will Prussia-fy it and add it to this fic, but ONLY IF YOU ASK ME TO. And I swear that I won't let you down, unless, as I said, I totally hate it or it's not in English, and even then I might do it.

(5) Last note, I swear: I have a Poland/Hungary fic, "Desert Song". It is the ONLY old fic of mine that hasn't got ONE review. So please fix that, because I won't write my lemons until I get at least one review on it. And on this. So there. I don't mean to be a bitch, but it's been bugging me really bad.

Alright, if you read that, GREAT! If not, I'm basically taking requests for anything you want under the abovementioned guidelines, and also for songs to add to this fic, again under the abovementioned guidelines.

Disclaimer/warning: I don't own APH or its various nouns. This is rated T for lotsa swearing. And the barest hint of Prussia/Austria. And other stuff, of course. I don't own this song. I don't own any song from here on. But I do own the revisions I made. So there.

My five metres bring all the chicks to the yard,
And they're like,
Tweet tweet tweet,
Damn right its bigger than yours,
I can show you,
But I'd have to charge

I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the Austrians go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I whine,
I think its time

Kesesesese,
Warm it up.
Kesesesese,
The birds are waiting

My five metres bring all the boys to the yard,
And they're like,
Tweet fucking tweet,
Damn right its bigger than yours,
I can show you,
But I'd have to charge

I can see you're on it,
You want me to teach the
Techniques that freaks make me awesome,
It can't be bought,
Just know, thieves get caught,
Watch if you're awesome,

Kesesesese,
Warm it up,
Kesesesese,
The birds are waiting,

My five metres bring all the chicks to the yard,
And they're like,
Fuckin' tweetin' again,
Damn right its bigger than yours,
I can show you,
But I'm too damn awesome

Once you get drunk,
Everyone will look this way so,
You must maintain your awesome,
Same time maintain your ride home,
Just get the perfect blend,
Plus what you have within your glass,
Then next your beer is gone,
Then the girl across the bar has a frying pan!

Fuck.

Ludwig sighed and turned off the radio.

"Bruder," he said, exasperated. "Why must you do this for every song you hear?"

"Not every song…" Gilbert argued. "And 'sides, it's 'cause I'm sexy." He showed a wide grin.

Ludwig facepalmed.

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