This is a story idea me and Russia thought up. She said she was going to shoot herself, and then I said I would crash into her bedroom wall with Romano. Yes, that is usually our conversations.
I don't own Hetalia!
Ivan sat on his bed, staring up at the blank ceiling above him. Why? Why him? What had he done in the past that would make his life so miserable? Nightmares plagued his dreams every night, and his friends were very… strange. Matthew being nearly invisible and Lovino having a mouth that would make a sailor blush. Not to mention his constant fear of his little sister, Natalya, would try to do. He finally had enough.
Ivan stood up, being careful not to pull the wire Natalya rigged so she would know when he was leaving. The violet-eyed man tiptoed downstairs to where he keeps all his guns. Pulling out his favorite .22 caliber, he quickly walked back upstairs. Quietly closing and locking the door behind him, he quickly scribbled a note for whoever found him. Sighing, he pressed the cold gun against his head, and closed his eyes. He silently reflected on his life for a few minutes until…
BAM! CRASH!
Quickly, Ivan's eyes shot open, surveying the scene in front of him. There was a hole in the wall that had a, now broken, window overlooking the street. There was a red Ferrari sitting halfway in his room. Though the windows were tinted, the Russian knew automatically whose car that was.
"Vanya!" Matthew yelled, jumping out of the car, with so much force the poor car's door pulled off. He ran up to the surprised man, trying to yank the gun out of his hands. They both struggled for it, Lovino stepping out of the car. Ivan's finger accidentally pulled the trigger, setting the gun off.
BANG!
"Fuck!" The small Italian standing five feet away screamed. "Bastards! That fucking hurt! You bastards shot my knee! MY FUCKING KNEE!" He screamed, holding his right knee.
After they brought the (still swearing) brunette to the hospital, the Weird Ass Trio went on with their (not so) usual lives.
Oh, I love hurting Romano! So yeah, in my friend group there is Canada, Romano, Russia, Germany(Romano's cousin), Rome, America(Russia's boyfriend), Prussia, England, Japan, Italy, Belarus, France, and Finny.
Hey Romano, if your reading this, with that knee part, I REGRET NOTHING!
See ya!