Okay, this was basically a random roleplay conversation thingy between me and a friend, so, anyways, enjoy~
"Ring, ring"
"Sup dude. You are speaking to the hero!"" America! This is South Brazil! I'm ordering you to stop pointing your chainsaw at Canada!" Nervously, the heroic nation replied "This is not America, I'm England. I see faeries and suck at cooking!" Rolling her eyes, South Brazil continued. "America, I know that's you. England would never admit that he sucks at cooking."" I' ma Italy! Pastaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"Getting aggravated at America, South Brazil was close to snapping." America! I can SEE you. Your brother is currently curled up in a ball behind me and is muttering about pianos!" "Uhh, NO SPEAKE ENGLISH!" America shouted while hanging up the phone. South Brazil sighed in annoyance before gathering her weapons and headed towards the not-so heroic nations house, while said nation cowered under his bed.
Wow, this was short. O_O Anywho, please review or I will send my army of Daleks, 2Ps, Heartless, and fearlings after you! If you review, you will get mentioned in my next story~