A/n: Another crack fic~! Thanks for the idea Emi- I mean, Bring Back Prussia Now!

Warning: Drug use and crack. So much crack.

Disclaimer: I don't own this. I wish I did. I don't even own the idea.

Dear Lala: Thank you, you're my first flamer! :D I know the Dutch don't do crack or drugs, it's the stereotype though, and Hetalia IS stereotypes. I'm sorry if I offended you. And no, I won't shut up or die. I actually LIKE my life and don't spend my days flaming like some people. K thanks! :D

For those who want to know, this was Lala's anonymous review:

The Dutch don't do crack, you fucking moron! They don't even smoke weed, that's YOU retards, so shut the fuck up, you ugly bitch. Go kill yourself.

(BTW, is wrong I laughed at the flame above for hours on end? O . o)

Nice try. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to delete Lala's review and forget s/he ever existed! :D

There will be stereotypes, but you should know this. XD ON WITH DA STORY~!


Italy walked in on his brother again, this time smoking something. When will Italy ever learn?

"S'up bro~!" Romano smiled. Italy blinked and left the room. "Wait up!" Romano was looking at him now. "Could you get America~? He stole my white stuff…" He giggled. "Neddy gave me~! The green stuff is better, ve~!"

Just then, American burst into the door, immediately falling and giggling. England ran after him, panting.

"He got a hold of the fortified crack…" England wheezed.

"I am~ The number one princess in the world~!" America sang loudly.

"… And is singing Vocaloid horribly."

Just then, Japan appeared.

"WHO THE HELL IS RUINING VOCALOID?" Japan's eyes blazed. And where there's an angry Japan, a Turkey and Greece appear!

FLASH!

"This moment will forever go down in history. And on my face book page." Hats off if you get this reference!

"DUDE DUDE DUUUUUUUDE~! I love ya Iggy!" England's eye twitched when that came out the American's mouth.

"Hey~! Merica, what if we made out~?" Romano suggested.

"Kay~!" Then both high countries made out. Japan forgot his anger and in all his Otaku glory, he took so many pictures.

Hungary appeared, "YAOI!"

"MIIIIIIINE!" Japan hissed. Both got in a cat fight, randomly poofing up light sabers and neko traits. Because everyone knows all otakus can do that.

"HEEEEELLLP!" Russia ran in, trying to hide behind Canada… and he was in a suit? Then, Belarus ran in wearing a wedding gown.

"LET'S GET MARRIED, MARRIED, MARRIED!"

A love crazed Lithuania ran in after her. "Wait, sweetie! I'm so much better!"

Poor Poland ran in wheezing. "Liet, like, ran after Belarus!"

Um...

Then Romana rode away on her unicorn named Steve.

Wait…

Since when was Romano a girl?

Wait, the real Romano is still making out with America.

Then, the Steve the Unicorn evolved into…

STEVE THE NARWHAL!

"Looks like the rules…" Switzerland put on sunglasses that came out of no where. "… Just got screwed."

...

What?

"I feel like Kisshu from Tokyo Mew Mew! :D." Japan said.

KISSHU? WHERE WHERE WHERE?

Just as Japan and Canada were singing what seemed to be a mix of 'World is Mine' and 'Baby', America woke up.

"No more pot before bed…"

"You can say that again…" Romano cuddled up into America.

THE END! :D