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England steps mysteriously from the fog, "America, you git! Give me back my weather!"

America laughs. "Never! Hahahahahaha!"

Hungary is filming this all. "Come on, you guys! I want some yaoi here!" She whispers.

France, using the fog to his advantage, gropes England…

Then runs for his life realizing he actually groped Russia.

Belarus randomly pops up out of nowhere. "Marry me, brother. Marriage. Marriage. Marriage…."
Russia, thoroughly creeped out, screams, "Aaahhhh! Get away from me!"

Hungary glares and pulls out a frying pan. "Unless you're going to turn into a guy, GET OUT OF MY MOVIE!"

Belarus fades out slowly. "I'll be seeing you soon brother… Soon…."

Russia cries softly.
Italy and Germany randomly walk in. "Ve~! It sure is foggy!"

"You're right, Italy."
Hungary's eyes gleam creepily. "Yes! More yaoi!"

Germany realizes that it should be sunny, since they were supposed to be visiting Cuba. "I think we made a wrong turn at that ummm… You know… that one country…"
"Ve~! I am following the right directions, right?"

Germany, feeling a little frustrated, looks at the page in Italy's hands. "No, Italy. Those are directions to the hotel in we stayed at last week."

Romano walks in, Spain clinging to his arm. " Oi, Potato bastard! You touch my brother, you're gonna feel the wrath of the mafia!"

Hungary starts majorly nose bleeding.

"Ve~! But fratello, you have Spain, right~? Why can't I have Germany?"

Hungary starts to faint from loss of blood but remembers she has a duty to the yaoi camera.

Spain decides to speak up, " I agree with-"

"Shut up you tomato bastar-" Spain kisses him to shut him up.

Hungary faints.

"Lemme finish.. I agree with your brother." Romano runs off yelling something about potatoes, tomatoes, pasta, love and bastards.

Spain sighs running after him, apologizing.

Italy kisses Germany. "I saw that, potato bastard!" can be heard from a distance.

"Verdammt! What is your bruder's problem with our relationship, Feli?" Hungary nose bleeds even though she is already passed out cold.

France sneaks up behind the totally forgotten England and pulls him into the fog never to be seen for the rest of the day.

Russia tries this on America only to run away to find a place to throw up since America's breath smelt so bad.

Hungary recovers from her unconsciousness. "Huh? Where did all the US/UKness go?"

Meanwhile, Romano is 'trying' to escape from Spain's apology kisses.

Hungary notices this, evilly grinning and thinks: "Oh, he sooo likes it, I know it!"

America is laughing his butt off as a blushing Japan asks for a copy of the film.

~~~~~~Hetalia~~~~~~~~~

In a castle far far away Austria is getting frustrated by Algebra I homework.

He then decides to write a super long musical composition about his feelings.

"Fuck that, Austria! You're supposed to be helping me!" an angry high school student yells.

"I beg your pardon?" Austria puts on his prissy face while sipping his tea.

"Oh. I'm ever so sorry. What I meant was: You are supposed to be helping me with my gosh damn homework you freaking worthless aristocrat!"

~~~~~~~Hetalia~~~~~~~

"You look, like, totally AMAZING in that skirt"

"A-are you sure? I feel kind of awkward… And was that just Russia running and screaming for his life? And NOT because of Belarus?"

Russia screams something about America's terrible burger breath.

Latvia faints. "Lativiaaaa!" was the immediate response from Estonia.
~~~~~~~Hetalia~~~~~~

Canada smiles sweetly. "Did you finally remember me Papa Francis and Papa Arthur?"

Totally not noticing him, France and England continue their 'business' right in front of Canada, mentally scarring him for life.

"Did you hear something, Arthur?"

"No, except your annoying voice frog!"

"You wound me so, anglaterre," he then does his dramatic hair flip.

Sparkling and pulling out a rose to present to England, "but, oh, how I love the scars that are imprinted on my heart from your passionate hatred, mon cher!"

England blushes. "Come here and shut up…. Frog."

Prussia comes up behind Canada "Don't worry! The awesome me remembers you! Kesesesese!" Prussia then pulls Canada out of the room so as to avoid more mental scarring

"Are you that shocked, Birdie?" Prussia says before he kisses Canada.

Canada blushes and snaps out of it.