Fwooosh. A gust of cold wind passes through the air, pushing a tummble weed along. A depressed pair of authors sit, surrounded by their borrowed cast.
Tapioca: Where are the reviews! Its been like 40 minutes.
Latte: I see how it is. We aren't loved at all are we. TT_TT
They begin sobbing together
Belarus: If you don't have any dares, can we just go back to doing what we normally do? Nii-san and I are getting married~!
Russia: No we are not!
Latte: *sigh* Since we're all gonna be bored for a while, who wants punch?
Tapioca: Oh me, me!
Latte: You idiot! Its for our wonderful cast thats been so helpful to us. *wispers* And also...****************************
Tapioca: *wispers back* Oh, ok. Hahaha~
Latte: So back to the punch, we have red punch, and green punch! :) Which kind does everyone want?
There is a long and nervous silence.
...
Latte: Listen you. We got you all puch out of the goodness of our hearts and if you don't come up and drink it right now I will-
(cut off) Tapioca: Lets just say...no, lets not say anything. Just come up and get your punch.
They begin lining up.
For Red Punch:
America
Sealand
Italy
Belgium
Japan
Romano
Hungary
Prussia
Poland
Russia
Belarus
Austria
For Green Punch:
Spain
Germany
Canada
Sweden
Ukraine
Finland
England
Lithuania
France
Greece
China
Some of the cast magically got away and avoided drinking punch because Latte and Tapioca were to distracted by pairings.
Tapioca: How does everyone like the punch?
Sweden: It's good. What do y'uh think Finland?
Finland: I like it...but I'm starting to feel kind of odd.
Latte: You don't say...
England: Bloody hell! What on earth did you put in this you bloody wanker, its not normal stuff I'll tell you that!
America: England...I feel funny...why do you look so pretty?
England: o.O
Tapioca: Actually...there was something very special about both kinds of punch... ^ . ^
Germany: Oh really? (sarchastic) You v'ouldn't mind explaining vhy I'm...ugh I can't say it.
Italy: Doitsu...why do you have breasts?
There is a shocked silence as this fact lapses in. Latte and Tapioca smile.
Latte: I suppose I should explain. You see, everyone who drank the green punch is currently trancforming into their nyotalia self.
Greece: Does...that mean...*yawns*
Latte: Yeah, if you're a guy, you're gonna be a girl. If you're a girl, you're gonna be a guy.
America: But wait...I had the red punch...and I feel weird too...and I must be sick if England looks pretty...
England: SHUT UP YOU STUPID BLOODY WANKER!
Tapioca: Thats the beauty of the red punch. See, we couldn't just let half of you have all the fun. So the red punch makes anyone who drinks it very attracted to the opposite sex, and it doesn't matter if its because of the green punch.
Romano: This stupid fucking drink...I swear I'm gonna come over there and beat you two up!
Latte: Uh huh. Unfortunately you're forgetting the circumstances you're currently in.
Romano: Huh...(still woozy)
Latte: We're both girls. And you're a boy. Red punch factor applies.
Romano: ...Dammitshitfuckinghell-(cut off by Tapioca who pushes girl spain in his face)
Latte: *watches for a second and smiles* I guess we should leave those two alone now. ;)
Tapioca: *drooling* Uh...yeah...we should...hahaha
Latte: *slaps Tapioca to bring her back to life* Wake up!
Tapioca: Ok, ok! Hungary, get me some of that footage later! ;D
Hungary: Will do! :D Darn though...its harder than usual...cause all the guys look so hot...
Latte: *giggles*
Tapioca: *Locates Prussia, and drags him towards Hungary. It's an easy battle.*
Hungary: Oh hey Prussia...(woozy) Do you wanna go make out with Austria for me? He's right over there...
Prussia: Screw that. *Grabs Hungary, kisses deeply*
Latte: That...
Tapioca: ...is so awesome...
*in another part of the room*
Italy is walking slowly towards girl Germany. Germany looks somehow almost scared.
Germany: Wait Italy...don't...don't get near me! The red punch...it's a...dangerous...*Cries a little*
Italy: Ve~ Germany is sooo cute...but Doitsu...why aren't you smiling? I like it when you smile...
Germany: How can I possibly smile at a time like this!
Italy: *has crept very close at this point and whispers in Germany's ear* But ve~ you know what? I like all of Germany's expressions. I love you ve~
Germany: *lets out a very girlish cry as Italy blows in his ear*
Tapioca: OMG! Thank god I didn't miss that!
Latte: We can't miss anything, where next?
Finland: Wah! This is weird, I want my regular body back!
Sweden: You look cute. Like this. *edges closer*
Finland: But...ah Sweden...you're a girl too now...
Sweden: S'ok.
Finland: *feels scared, as per usual*
Sweden: Can I have a kiss?
Finland: Wha, why?
Sweden: Cuz you're m'wife. And everyone else is gettin' um.
Finland: Ah...um...ok...*kisses Sweden on the cheek, he blushes profusely.*
Latte & Tapioca: Awwwwwww 3
Poland: Like, Lithuania, can we like, get married?
Lithuania: Wha? O/O
Poland: Oh wait...I forgot...we're already, like, married.
Litthuania: Stop saying such embarrassing things!
Poland: Like...whatever. *kisses Lithuania*
Latte: Darn. Too much kissing!
Tapioca: What do you mean? This is great! :D
Latte: Yeah, but think of all the kissing dares we're gonna get in the future. It's gonna become totally boring.
Tapioca: You're right. *suddenly feels worthless as an author and begins to listlessly check her email* OMFG!
Latte: What is it?
Tapioca: We. Got. A review!
Latte: OMG! Yes yes yes yes!
Tapioca: Well then, we're off from these epic yet unfortunately self made dares and into the world of real fan dares! :D
Latte: Hahahaha! To infinity and beyond!
Tapioca & Latte: So long y'all! We'll be right back!
Tsundere members of the Hetalia cast: DON'T LEAVE YOU ANNOYING IDIOTS, GIVE US THE CURE TO THIS STUPID PUNCH!
The end! :)
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