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A/N:This will just be a bunch of one shots and all in Romano's POV...I'm not starting with when Romano started WW2 because well, it would mostly be Romano cussing out Germany...so, I'm starting with the Invasion on Sicily because...well, I wrote a paper on it and I wanted to start here and I'm the writer so there! *Pouts* I win!

WARNING:NOT 100% ACCURATE! ROMANO'S POTTY MOUTH! AND OTHER THINGS I CAN'T THINK OF RIGHT NOW!

"DAMN!" I screeched as I hit the ground by a stupid tea-sucking bastard. I glared at the fucking retard in front of me. C-Chigi! It was Tea-Sucking Bastard! EVERYONE IS ALWAYS ATTACKING ME, C-CHIGI!

The year of 1943, month of August….and the week I was fucking invaded. I DON'T EVEN LIKE THE POTATO BASTARD, DAMMIT!

I watched my people fighting and getting captured…dammit…and of course Veneziano would be with the Wurst sucker this week. Dammit…Why am I always fucking getting into this shit? My people don't even give a damn about the war…hell, if we had it our way we'd wouldn't even have gotten involved.

"Don't worry, so damn much…Bloody hell, you look like you're about to cry." I glared at the tea-sucking bastard, but I refused to say anything back….like I said if I had it my way, I wouldn't be part of this fucking world war.

"Hey, sorry I'm late…got sidetracked for a bit." My glare moved to the Hamburger Bastard. He was here too, huh?

Tea-sucking bastard growled, "ABOUT BLOODY TIME! IF YOU WOULD HAVE JUST BLOODY LISTENED TO MY GENERAL, YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN HERE THE SAME TIME AS MY TROOPS!"

Hamburger Bastard rolled his eyes. "But I'm here, and Sicily is under our control…so, we're all good, right?"

My glare intensified, "What are you going to do now that you have Sicily and me under your control?" I asked…and I was not whimpering when they both turned to me…hell no…that would be stupid…and…WHAT THE FUCK! DON'T WALK UP TO ME BASTARDS!

The tea-sucking bastard nodded in understand-ment and started, "Well, wanker…The fall of Palermo will help us overthrow that Mussolini-"

"And controlling this island will help us go back and forth, get it?" Hamburger Bastard said cutting off Tea-sucking bastard.

"WANKER! DON'T CUT ME OFF!" Tea-sucking bastard screeched.

I ignored their stupid fighting and thought about what they had said. If Mussolini gets overthrown, then all of Italy could get out of the war…or even better declare war on that Potato Bastard….hmmmm….but Veneziano would hate me forever…damn….But that Mussolini guy really needs a fucking beating….taking Rome for himself, damn bastard…And it's not really my fucking choice or anything…I mean I'm fucking captured. Sicily is under the fucking Allies control…and my people are already getting fed up with this fighting.

"HEY!" I screamed over the two bastards.

They both turned to me equally annoyed. "WHAT!" They bother screamed back. I jumped back a little…not because I was scared…because they were fucking loud as fuck!

I huffed and turned away.

"What?" Tea-sucking bastard asked when he saw my lips move.

I turned red with anger and tried again.

"Dude, speak louder! We can't hear you!" Hamburger bastard said upset.

"GOD DAMMIT! GOOD FUCKING LUCK! I GIVE YOU MY GOD DAMN FUCKING BLESSING! PUNCH THAT BASTARD ONCE FOR ME! SHIT! YOU TWO HAVE FUCKING HORRIBLE HEARING!" I screamed. Fucking bastards…making me wish them good luck….shit…

The two bastard's eyes glowed a little; one in confusion, the other in happiness.

"…huh…thank…you…I guess…" The confused bastard said.

"DUDE! THAT'S LIKE SO AWESOME! THANKS, AND DON'T WORRY I'LL PUNCH THAT BASTARD GOOD FOR YOU! SINCE I AM THE HERO AFTER ALL!" The happy bastard said…fucking loudly too!

My eyes moved downward. I knew Veneziano was going to be upset…but…damn…this will be good for the both of us…d-dammit…I fucking suck at this brother shit…