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Sealand skipped happily into the conference room, where all the actual countries gathered and discussed nation stuff.
As usual, Sealand kept a wide grin on his face, trying to greet the countries that he passed. But, instead of them ignoring him as usual, they snickered as the sailor said hello.
Sealand scrunched up his face in confusion. Even that almost invisible guy with the bear laughed to himself when Sealand waved at him.
Just then, he spotted his friend, Latvia. Hopefully he'd be able to shed some light to this situation.
Peter ran up to his friend and grabbed the other boy's shoulders, scaring the other. "Lat! What's going on? What's so funny?"
The taller boy hesitated. "W-Well… um, S-Sealand-"
"HEY," England cut Latvia off before he could finish. He turned his head to boy who had his eyebrows, smirking. "SEMENLAND."
Sealand quickly let go of his flustered friend and whirled around to his wanker of a brother. "What the fuck did you just call me?"
"YOU HEARD ME, SEMENLAND!" England retorted back. Next to him, America was chuckling uncontrollably.
Then the room erupted in laughter. Latvia turned his head this way and that, totally lost on what to do. He didn't even know what semen meant. Russia would have to explain it to him later.
Sealand gripped his hands in anger. "God damnit…" he muttered to himself. "I should have picked a less hilarious name."
HE WAS SO UGLY THAT EVERONE DIED. THE END.
