Hello, everyone! I'm glad you're reading this and wanted to remind you all that just because the reader is very, very strange doesn't mean that I'm trying to make fun of anyone's reader X nation stories whatsoever. I actually love reading them, but figured I would put a cracky twist onto the reader X nation genre for hetalia fans. Thanks for reading!

Also, I own nothing mentioned in the story. I'm too broke to own anyone or anything.

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'It was another great and wonderful day to be an american!' thought (reader) as she walked down the streets of her hometown. At least, I believe reader is female because that's who this particular story is targeted towards. Anyway, in order to keep the writer from breaking the fourth wall as much as possible, our heroine decided to head to her favorite restaurant. Considering she was an american, it's pretty obvious what that was now wasn't it?

"Aw yeah! This is my jam!" She heard as she made her way into the restaurant she loved so dearly. She turned her head to the cause of the disturbance, which was none other than a very attractive man who had decided to twerk in the middle of T.G.I Friday's.

What, you thought they were at McDonalds?

Shame on you.

Anyway, (reader) became mesmerized by the man's badonkadonk. The poppin' of his booty was almost too much to handle, but eventually she snapped out of it and realized the man was none other than her friend Alfred.

"Twerk it boy! Own that!" She yelled as he continued twerking all up in that food establishment. Sadly, the song ended and he had to stop which gave you the opportunity to go up and talk to him.

"Dang, boy! I didn't know you had that in you!" (reader) said as she smacked Alfred's behind. He jumped and turned, but smiled when he realized who it was.

"Hey! (reader's name)! Why didn't you join me when you came in? We would have twerked this place up!" He said as he slung an arm around your shoulder. (reader) smiled and nudged him off of her.

"I may be bold, but not that bold. You'd have to convince me somehow." She noticed something in her friend's eyes changed as she ended her sentence. It looked like he really wanted to eat something. Weird.

"I see what you mean." He said as he leaned in for a kiss. Sadly, (reader) was more in the mood for eating and not in the mood for kissing. She quickly put her hand over his mouth to stop him.

"Not so fast boy, buy me something to eat first, then we'll kiss and twerk around this whole city." He gave (reader) a huge wolf-like grin and they both sat down to get some food.

"What just happened?" Said generic waiter.

"Not sure, but that twerking was hot!" Added generic waitress.

Then they both got yelled at for not working.

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Sorry, not sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. I hope you liked it.

I can make more if you did.

Please don't hate me.