OK so I didn't really write this. I just came up with the idea! My sister loves writing, so I made her write it. She has an account. Her username is Diddle10. Check her out! This isn't "romantic", but there will be romance. My sister will make sure of that. Even if it has other couples *coughUsUkMaybecough*. This is my first story. If you're a hater, you shouldn't be reading this.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia. I'm sad now.

"Ah I died! Stupid campers!" I yelled at my TV screen. I could hear America laughing in my ear. We were playing Call of Duty: World at War. He was in my party and he wouldn't shut up. He was really annoying, and I didn't know how the other countries could stand it. Maybe they bought earplugs.

"How many times have I killed you already?" he taunted.

"…17. Well how many times have I killed you? By the way you only got that many because of the freakin' dogs!"

"You killed me five times."

"Well, how many times did I kill you last time?" I asked.

"Seven and one assist."

"How many did you get?"

"I got the only kills on my team. And we won."

"Shut up."

"Chill out, Prussia. It's just a game." His tone was mocking, and I wanted to punch the smirk off his face. I tightened my grip on the Xbox controller. On my plasma screen it said CreepMaster666, TheXXXRapist, MeinFriendIshASchtick, PASTApower, and TheBrows69 have joined your Xbox Live party. I groaned.

"I'm getting off now," I said.

"But, Prussia, I have PASTA! Ve~" Italy exclaimed in his abnormally high pitched voice.

"Oh God. Italy, he doesn't like pasta," my stupid brother West explained.

"I like pasta, Italy." You could practically hear the rape in France's voice. I put down the pasta I was eating.

"Oh, shut up, France!" England yelled. America was laughing his "Hero" laugh. You could hear Russia's creepy kolkolkolkol in the background.

"Ah! Belarus, get away!" Russia screamed. The party went silent. CreepMaster666 has left your party the screen said. PsychoPrincess595 has logged in and joined your party.

"Hey guys! Russia wouldn't get off, so I had to make him," Belarus giggled.

"Germany, I'm scared," Italy whispered sounding scared.

"I'm just gonna' go and take Gilbird for a fly." I logged off my Xbox. Where was Gilbird anyway? After Russia kicked her out of the house I let Ukraine live with me. It wasn't because of her big… awesome… "Geography" either.

"Ukraine, where's Gilbird?" I asked. She ran into the room. A button flew off her blouse and almost hit me in my awesome face.

"I don't know. Maybe he went for a fly," she replied. We searched everywhere for him. There was no sign of my golden bird friend. I was starting to get worried.

"Did you find him?" I questioned.

"Sorry, Prussia. I think he's gone forever," she answered.

"No. He can't be!" I exclaimed. He's my best friend.

"I'm sorry, Prussia." She ran up and gave me a hug. I heard a chirping. It sounded kind of like snoring. I looked down and saw a small bit of yellow. I reached down her blouse between her…" mountains" and pulled out a sleeping Gilbird. Then I looked up at her. Her face was red as a tomato. Sounds like something Spain would say. I apologized and asked how I could make it up to her.

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"Eat my dust, Retard! Ha ha I killed you again!" Ukraine exclaimed. I laughed.

"Hey! I'm not retarded! My elevator just doesn't go to the top floor! Italy and I haven't had a chance to go elevator shopping yet!" America whined. Ukraine smirked. The score was 0-35. Who knew she was so good at COD?

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