Forevah: Wow! Some people actually LIKED the first Fanfic I made! Great. Now, like before, I do-
Prussia: Oi! I want to say it!
Forevah: Prussia, please. Your very special, but I'm the one writing this story you can't just-
Prussia: You can't tell the Awesome Me to do something! It's the other way around, girly! Italia Forevah doesn't own Hetalia or the AWESOME Me!
Forevah: FEY DICH PRUSSEN! That's MY JOB!
Prussia: Oh Sheisse. RUN! I-I mean, Enjoy! No, I mean run. *Runs away*
Forevah: Hey! Get back here!
~Outside of America/Alfred F. Jones's Flat~
Canada always knew where America's keys were hidden, no need for assistance from Tony. The Canadian got up on tippy-toes (Gosh, I actually USED that phrase!?) and moved his hands around the top of the door frame. Luckily, America didn't hide it somewhere else. Canada got back to ground level with the keys in his hand. He then put one key in the lock and unlocked the door. Everyone else moved into the flat in seconds. England and Japan, holding America, took the unconscious nation upstairs to his room with Tony slowly walking behind (Which creeped England out very much). Italy, Romano and France sat down on the couch while everyone else stood. Suprisingly, the flat was very clean. No doubt Canada and Tony helped with that, China thought to himself. The elder nation had seen many things, and even weirder and pervy situation he wouldn't want to talk about open mindedly. He shuddered as he thought of France and Russia. But he had never witnessed something as serious as this, ESPECIALLY with America involved. China sighed and looked over at Canada, who was shooting dirty looks at Romano. Come to think of it, China noticed, Canada had been looking at Romano the same way America looked at Russia during the Cold War...
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In the bedroom, Japan had finally managed to get America in the bed, with help from England of course. England was checking America's heartbeat and breathing while Japan was looking around the room. America's bedroom was different from the living room. There was an American flag on the ceiling above the bed, and on the desk across the room there were TONS upon TONS of paperwork, stacked up with a pencil and a pen on it. Tony was standing in the door way, feeling very uncomfortable. Who would've thought that this kind of thing would happen to America...this kind of thing never happened on Tony's home planet. The parents only shot looks that would send telepathic messages to the young saying 'You stupid kid! Do it RIGHT!' Or something like that, Tony remembered. The grey-ish alien was taken out of his thoughts when the shadows from downstairs moved. Tony's eyes drifted and he started down the hall. He stopped instantly when yelling was heared. He ran down the hall and rushed into the living room to find a most suprising situation awaiting him.
~Romano's P.O.V.~
I was punched in the face randomly, and if I wasn't being grabbed and put against the wall so much that I couldn't move, I would've killed Canada in a heartbeat. The son of a bitch has been a pain in my ass for FAR too long, but I can't do anything about it. Not with my stupid fratello around, that is. Either way, I wasn't being choked, it still hurt though. Canada wasn't as shakey as he was before, which means he's gotten braver. I hadn't truely noticed how pushy he's gotten since America's been under. But DAMM! He has a tight grip! I struggled a bit for him to let my shirt collar go, but his hands didn't budge. The german bastard, Germany, was grabbing onto Canada, along with France, and was pulling him away.
''DON'T THINK I'VE FORGIVIN YOU YOU STUPID ITALIAN!'' Canada was pulled away and thrashed. I slumped down a bit, but I stayed standing. Dam, he'd gotten stronger.
''I wasn't planning on you to do so, son of a bitch.''
''YOU ALMOST KILLED MY BROTHER!'' For a quick second, he almost sounded like America. It was almost like he was TRYING to be his brother this time. Weird...
~Back to 3rd Person~
England and Japan had noticed Tony was gone. They had also heard a screaming Canada thrashing and they also heard a crash. At that point they were halfway down the hall. England was in the room first, and was very suprised. He saw Canada being held away from Romano by France and was thrashing. England also noticed Romano was struggling a bit to stay strong. Japan followed England and was suprised also. Kumajiro walked up to Canada(who was still flailing and squirming like he was being taken to Russia's house. Scary thought, right?) and tugged at his sleeve. Canada stopped flailing and looked down at his buddy. He instantly took his old nature and his face was completely enveloped in guilt. He looked around at everyone, they were all staring at him. He quickly collected himself and France nervously let his old colony go. Canada looked over at Romano and then put his head down in shame.
''I-I-I'm so s-s-sorry, R-Romano... I just c-couldn't control m-myself... I-'' Canada noticed someone was directly in front of him and looked up. He soon found himself in a tight hug.
''...Stupid maple bastard...making me care...what the hell do you think your doing, acting like America? That's not going to solve anything...''
''W-Wha-...Oh.'' Canada stayed silent for a while, and so did everyone else. It took about 5 minutes of silence until Tony decided to ruin the moment.
''Fucking bitch?''
''TONY!'' Everyone shouted(Except for England who didn't want to set Tony off after their last run in, Da?) at the poor little alien who just wanted to laugh.
~End of Chapter 2~
Forevah: So here we go! I'm sorry this sucks so bad. I have HUGE writers block too, so that doesn't help. Review please!
America: WHY THE HECK AM I STILL KNOCKED OUT!?
Forevah: You shall see, young Padawan.
America: WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT B****!?
England: AMERICA! You do realize she can kill you in the story, right?
America: Wait, she can WHAT!?
Forevah: Thank you, England. Bye~
