Chapter 2
Alfred sighed, he was now officially bored. The lunch rush had ended about two hours ago and now the restaurant was dead silent with only a few people left. Alfred sighed again and frowned. "What to do?" Alfred asked himself quietly as he rested his elbow on the counter and placed his head in his hand.
'Why not work on your playlist for tonight?' a gentle voice said in his head, causing Alfred to jump slightly.
'Holy shit Matt, you startled me,' Alfred replied in his head.
'Desole Al,' Matthew's gentle voice said.
'It's cool dude, anyway good idea, I seriously don't want a pissed off Ludwig shouting at me again, it isn't cool man,' Alfred replied, 'Thanks bro.' At that Alfred pulled out his Ipod and put his earbuds in his ears. Then he turned it on, pulled out a pen and paper, and set to work.
Ivan sat at his desk in his office watching the slowly darkening sky as he nursed a glass of clear liquid. "Toris," he said and Toris, who had been standing by the door, rushed over to Ivan.
"Y...you called sir," Toris stuttered, his voice a little shaky.
"Da I did," Ivan replied as he turned to face the trembling brunette and smiled, "I need you to do something for me."
"Of c...course sir, what do you w...want me to d...do?" Toris said.
"You are well aware of what next month is, da?" Ivan asked as he rested his elbows on his desk, intertwined his fingers, and rested his chin on the top of his hands.
"Y...yes sir, it is October," Toris replied.
"And what is in October comrade?" Ivan asked.
"Y...your annual masquerade ball sir," Toris answered.
"Da, now that we have that cleared up I need you to see to it that we have a good orchestra for the ball," Ivan said.
"Y...yes of c...course sir," Toris replied.
"Good, also see to it that the piano in the ballroom is tuned properly as soon as possible, Roderich has been complaining about the sound for some time now and frankly I do not wish to hear anymore about it," Ivan said.
"As you w...wish sir," Toris replied.
"Sapasibo Toris, oh and one more thing, will you be so kind as to find Yao and Kiku, as well as Elizabeta and Natalia, and inform them that the shift change is soon," Ivan said.
"Y...yes sir," Toris replied, but Ivan was no longer listening. He sat frozen in place, eyes wide with fear, as he stared at the door to his office. A second later Toris heard humming coming from the hallway followed by several loud bangs at the door and looked at Ivan, who was now trembling. "Mr. Braginski are y-?" Toris started to ask, but was cut off by another loud bang, followed by shouting.
"Big brother are you in there? Big brother answer me," a female's voice shouted as the banging continued. Ivan shuddered and sank to the ground. "Mr. Braginski should I leave sir?" Toris asked, but Ivan didn't respond.
"Big brother who are you talking to?" the female's voice replied, "Big brother open the damn door." Ivan remained silent as he hid behind his desk and motioned for Toris to stay silent. "Big brother if you don't open the door right this instant I'll break it down," the female growled, but Ivan refused to move. Then a few seconds later they heard a loud bang, followed by a monstrous crash, and Toris turned to face the now destroyed doorway. "Ms. Arlovskaya, hello," Toris said and smiled slightly.
"Quiet Lithuanian, where's my brother?" a girl about nineteen with long platinum blond hair and blue eyes said.
"I'm not sure Ms. Arlovskaya, I haven't seen him all day," Toris replied.
"I heard talking," the girl growled.
"I was merely going over my 'to do' list, I guess I was speaking aloud. Well I best be going I have much to do and you should be leaving soon as well, it is almost time for the shift change in the restaurant, I will see you later Ms. Arlovskaya," Toris stated and left the office. The girl watched him leave and then turned her attention back to the room in front of her. She scanned the office for a few minutes and when she found nothing she huffed and left as well. Once Ivan was sure the girl was gone he slowly stood up and turned to his door. He spotted the now ruined doorway and frowned. He walked over to the doorway and realized that his door lay on the floor completely busted in half. "Bohze moi sestra, must you always destroy my door," Ivan sighed in disappointment. He let one last sigh escape his lips and then left the office, running into Eduard along the way. "Ah there you are sir, I w...was just on my w...way to see you," Eduard said, "Roderich wishes to re...remind you that his favorite piano is still out of tune."
"Da I know, I already asked Toris to see to it that it is fixed," Ivan replied.
"All right sir, I will let him know," Eduard said.
"Sapasibo, also my office door is in need of repair again, can you call in the repair man to come and fix it," Ivan replied.
"Again? That's the fifth one this month," Eduard said, stunned.
"Da I know," Ivan replied, clearly annoyed.
"The company's getting suspicious, they may ask questions," Eduard said, worried.
"Make something up," Ivan replied.
"But sir," Eduard said.
"Just do it Estonian," Ivan replied angrily, his usually violet eyes flashing blood red.
"Y...yes of c...course sir, I'll get r...right on it sir," Eduard stuttered, fear in his eyes.
"Good, da svidaniya Eduard," Ivan stated with a smile, his eyes once again violet, and walked off.
Alfred sat at the front of the restaurant working on his playlist for that night. After a few minutes he sat back and smiled. "Perfect," Alfred said as he reviewed his list and grinned, "The dancers will be pleased."
'Done already Al?' Matthew's gentle voice spoke in Alfred's head.
'Yeah, I'm freed from another lecture from Ludwig now,' Alfred responded in his head.
'That's good,' Matthew said happily.
'Yeah,' Alfred replied, 'Hey Matt how long have we been here?'
'About three months, why?' Matthew said.
'Really, feels longer,' Alfred replied.
'If you say so Al,' Matthew stated and fell silent.
"Wow only three months damn," Alfred mumbled as he leaned back in his chair. 'Hmm, I could have sworn we were here longer. Since we got here life's been a hell of a lot easier, living here isn't so bad, it's actually pretty awesome, I'll give Ivan some credit he's got some nice places,' Alfred thought as he looked around, 'I just wish he wasn't such an ass, although he was nice enough to give Matt and I a place to stay so he can't be all bad I guess.' Alfred sighed and closed his eyes. 'He's still an apathetic prick for the most part, at least he leaves Matt alone, that's gotta account for something,' Alfred thought, 'Plus he's attractive.' At that thought Alfred shot up and thought angrily, 'Attractive, what the hell man, how can I be attracted to that bastard, that's ridiculous. I can't be attracted to him even with his silken beige-blond hair, or those vivid violet eyes that sparkle with mischief, or even his perfect build. Damn it Al, what the hell is wrong with you?' Alfred groaned as he covered his eyes with his hands and sighed. "What's wrong with me, why can't I get Ivan out of my head?" Alfred asked himself quietly as he leaned forward and then it dawned on him. 'Oh hell no, he can't be, fuck he is, god damn it, why, why him?' Alfred thought as he sat up, 'Fuck my life.' Alfred groaned again as he slumped in his chair and ran a hand through his hair. 'I guess I can fight it, but I'll probably lose, wait what, I'm strong willed damn it, I can fight this,' Alfred thought.
'Or you can accept it and try to get to know him,' a gentle voice piped up.
'But Mattie, he's a complete asshole,' Alfred whined in reply.
'Only because you won't accept him the way he is Al,' Matthew stated, 'And I thought America was all about accepting others.'
'It is,' Alfred replied.
'Then you need to as well,' Matthew said.
'But Matt,' Alfred replied.
'You are American are you not?' Matthew asked.
'Yeah,' Alfred answered.
'Then act like one, besides he is a vampire like us and you never know his past might be just as rough as yours was,' Matthew stated and fell silent.
'Damn Matt's got a point, I guess we'll see how it goes,' Alfred thought as leaned back and closed his eyes again.
Ivan walked through the halls of the hotel quietly. 'Let's see Toris will take care of the ball, now I just need to make sure Gilbert is taking care of the Halloween party for the club,' Ivan thought as he walked. At that thought he headed toward the club to speak with Gilbert.
After a few minutes Ivan reached the club and entered it. "Hey man the club's not open yet, out with you," a voice shouted and Gilbert walked up. "Oh it's you Ivan, how many times have I asked you to come in through the back?" Gilbert said.
"Zahl', how are your plans for the Halloween party next month coming along?" Ivan replied.
"They're comin' along well, I guarantee this years party will be one hundred percent awesome," Gilbert said with a smirk.
"Good to hear, that's all I needed to know, I shall be going," Ivan replied.
"Going to visit Al?" Gilbert asked with a grin.
"Da, it will be time for the shift change soon," Ivan answered.
"Ja, ja, see ya later," Gilbert stated as he walked off and Ivan left.
After a while Ivan came to the restaurant and entered it. He looked around and then spotted Alfred leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. 'He must be sleeping,' Ivan thought and chuckled. Then he walked up to Alfred and smiled. "Privet Fredka," Ivan said as he placed a gentle hand on Alfred's shoulder, causing Alfred to jump and fall back. Ivan laughed and Alfred sat up rubbing the back of his head. "Hey what the hell man," Alfred growled as he looked up and glared at Ivan.
"Are you okay Fredka?" Ivan asked once his laughter had calmed.
"No you made me hit my head you Russian bastard," Alfred answered angrily as he stood up.
"You are the one who fell Fredka," Ivan said.
"Yeah cause you scared the shit outta me," Alfred replied.
"I only scared you because you were sleeping on the job," Ivan said.
"I was not," Alfred growled.
"Da you were," Ivan replied, irritation making its way into his eyes.
"I was not," Alfred growled again, his eyes slowly darkening to a blood red.
"I believe you were my dear Amerikan," Ivan stated calmly.
"So says you Russian," Alfred retorted.
"It is the truth, now I refuse to argue about something as ridiculous as if you were sleeping on the job or not," Ivan said.
"For the last time I was not sleeping on the job god damn it," Alfred replied angrily, his usual blue eyes now blood red.
"Da you were, do not argue with me tupye Americanski," Ivan growled, his usual violet eyes now stained blood red.
"What in bloody hell is going on here?" a voice said angrily and Alfred and Ivan turned. A second later they spotted a man about twenty-three with short blond hair and piercing green eyes and their eyes instantly returned to normal. "Who are you?" Alfred asked, stunned.
"My name is Arthur Kirkland," the blond man answered with a very distinct British accent coloring his voice.
"I'm here too," another voice chimed in and a boy about twelve with blond hair and blue eyes stepped out from behind Arthur.
"They were not talking to you stupid git," Arthur said, irritation plain in his voice.
"I just wanted them to know that I was here too," the boy replied angrily as he glared at Arthur.
"Do not mind him, he is just my younger brother Peter, he is a bloody idiot, so you have no need to be bothered by him," Arthur said.
"I heard that, I'm not deaf," Peter replied angrily.
"I am fully aware of that," Arthur said as he turned to Peter.
"That's cruel you english jerk," Peter replied unhappily.
"You are English too you bloody git," Arthur growled.
"I'm from Sealand," Peter stated.
"Nobody recognizes Sealand as a country wanker," Arthur said.
"It is to a country," Peter replied.
"No it is not, it is an old abandoned British fort in the middle of the Atlantic ocean," Arthur said. Peter glared at Arthur and then stomped on his foot. "Why you little-," Arthur replied as he went to hit Peter, but Alfred stopped him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Alfred said.
"Let go of me right this instant," Arthur replied angrily and glared at Alfred.
"Not a chance dude," Alfred said.
"Alfred release him please," Ivan replied.
"You don't control me Russian," Alfred said and glared at Ivan.
"True, but I control your job and if you wish to keep it you will release him, I do not want fighting in my restaurant," Ivan replied with a wicked smile.
"Fine," Alfred grumbled and let Arthur go. As soon as his hand was free Arthur thumped his brother on the back of his head and Peter glared at him. "What is going on out here?" a voice asked and Francis walked up, "I can hear you all the way in the kitchen."
"Oh, privet Francis, I am sorry about the noise," Ivan answered.
"Bloody hell, it is you," Arthur groaned, causing Francis to turn and look at him.
"Mon dieu, Arthur it has been ages," Francis gasped as he rushed over to Arthur and hugged him.
"Get off of me you bloody frog," Arthur growled and pushed Francis off of him.
"But mon cher we haven't seen each other in centuries," Francis said.
"Shut it frenchy," Arthur replied angrily.
"How harsh, I see your attitude hasn't changed much," Francis said.
"And why would it you bloody idiot?" Arthur asked.
"Because it has been so long," Francis replied.
"Just because we have not seen each other in a long time, does not mean that I am not still angry with you," Arthur said as he crossed his arms and glared at Francis.
"But mon cher, I had no choice," Francis replied.
"I do not want to hear any more of your excuses frog," Arthur stated.
"Francis you know this man?" Ivan asked, stunned.
"Oui, but it has been many years since I last saw him," Francis answered as he turned to Ivan and then draped an arm across Arthur's shoulders.
"I see, but he is not like us, I am right, da?" Ivan said.
"Oui, he is not like us, but I can assure you that he is not human either," Francis said.
"Then what is he?" Alfred asked.
"I am a demon, an incubus to be more exact, Peter is a demon as well," Arthur answered.
"I see, then why are you here?" Ivan said.
"I came to see one Ivan Braginski," Arthur replied.
"I am Ivan, what is it you want Englishman?" Ivan said.
"My apologies, I did not know," Arthur replied and bowed slightly.
"Answer the question," Ivan said.
"Yes of course, I simply wished to ask if you would mind if my brother and I joined your clan," Arthur replied as he straightened.
"The Phoenix Clan is made up of mostly vampires," Ivan said, "You are the first demon I have ever met."
"I am aware of that, it is only a simple request Lord Ivan," Arthur replied and Alfred snickered, earning a glare from Ivan.
"I have not been called by that title since 1917 and I wish to keep it that way," Ivan said.
"I understand, at any rate what is your answer to my request?" Arthur replied.
"I do not have anything against it as long as you work for me like the rest of my clan," Ivan said.
"I can understand that, what must I do?" Arthur replied.
"I am in need of a few more waiters for the lunch hour and a new dancer at the club would be nice," Francis said.
"There is your answer Englishman," Ivan replied.
"And my brother?" Arthur asked.
"He will help my other three secretaries," Ivan answered.
"Fair enough, when do we start?" Arthur said.
"Today if you like, but no later than tomorrow," Ivan replied.
"We accept, thank you," Arthur said.
"You are welcome," Ivan replied with a smile.
"Ivan is it time for the shift change?" Francis asked and Ivan looked at the clock.
"Da, let the others know," Ivan answered and a second later they heard shouting coming from the kitchen.
"Mon dieu, fighting already, I best go stop it before it gets to out of hand, I shall see you soon," Francis said and rushed to the kitchen right as Matthew and Feliciano came running out.
"Mon dieu, those two fight like a married couple," Matthew replied as he came walking up, Feliciano close behind.
"Ve, I hope fratello doesn't hurt Antonio," Feliciano said as he looked back at the kitchen, worry in his eyes, and the shouting grew louder.
"Holy shit, what did Toni do this time?" Alfred replied.
"Honestly I have no idea, Feliciano and I were cleaning up when we heard crashing and the next thing I know Lovino's yelling at the top of his lungs and throwing things at Antonio," Matthew said.
"Ve I wonder what happened," Feliciano replied as he turned to face the others.
"What in bloody hell is wrong with this place, that is the second fight I've heard today," Arthur said.
"Bonjour, are you new?" Matthew replied as he turned to Arthur.
"Yes, my name is Arthur Kirkland and this is my younger bother Peter," Arthur said as he motioned to himself and then Peter.
"I'm Matthew, Alfred's twin brother, nice to meet you," Matthew replied and smiled.
"Ciao, my name is Feliciano, benvenuto," Feliciano said and smiled warmly.
"Pleased to meet you and thank you for that warm welcome Feliciano," Arthur replied and smiled. At that Francis walked up with Antonio and Lovino close behind, Antonio nursing his right arm. "Hola mis amigos," Antonio said and grinned.
"Hey dude what happened, we could hear you fighting all the way in here," Alfred replied.
"I was getting some plates off the top shelf of the cabinet and lost my balance, so I ended up dropping them on the counter," Antonio said.
"So that's why we heard a crash," Matthew replied.
"Si," Antonio said.
"Ve, but why did fratello start yelling?" Feliciano asked.
"Because several of the plates shattered so Lovi got mad at me," Antonio replied as he continued to nurse his arm.
"Hey what happened to your arm Toni?" Alfred asked.
"When I broke the plates Lovino threw his wooden spoon at me and hit my shoulder," Antonio answered.
"That's because it wouldn't have happened if you weren't such a clutz idiota," Lovino said angrily.
"Lo siento mi amor," Antonio replied and hugged Lovino.
"Get off bastardo," Lovino growled and pushed Antonio off of him, "Just don't do it again, those plates are expensive."
"Si, si I promise," Antonio responded.
"It appears I shall have to order more," Ivan said and sighed.
"Lo siento Ivan," Antonio replied with a sheepish smile.
"It is quite alright Antonio," Ivan said with a smile, "I was planning on getting new ones soon anyway."
"Muy bien," Antonio replied as he grinned and then winced.
"You should get that looked at Antonio," Matthew said as he pointed at Antonio's shoulder.
"No it's fine," Antonio replied, "Lovi just knocked my shoulder out of line."
"All right Antonio," Matthew stated.
"You should have that fixed or it will bother you for a while Carriedo" Arthur said and Antonio turned to him.
"Captain Kirkland it has been a while, what are you doing here?" Antonio said, his eyes darkening as he wrapped his good arm around Lovino's waist and pulled him closer.
"Indeed it has Captain Carriedo, I am merely here searching for a place to stay and your generous leader has provided that for me. Although I must admit that I had no idea you would be here, you were such a ruthless captain when I first met you, I find it hard to believe that you would be a part of a clan such as this one," Arthur replied.
"That was a very long time ago Kirkland, the times have changed and so have I, besides I have my reasons for giving that up," Antonio said as his eyes softened and he tightened his grip on Lovino.
"I can see that and I too have given up that lifestyle for my own reasons," Arthur replied, "Perhaps we will get along this time."
"Si, I would like that," Antonio said and smiled.
"Shouldn't you be at the club guys," a female's voice replied and the group all turned to see two women and a man walking up.
"Ciao Elizabeta, Roderich," Feliciano greeted.
"Szia Feliciano," a woman about twenty-six with long brown hair and green eyes replied.
"Hallo Feliciano," a man about twenty-six with short brown hair and violet eyes stated.
"Big brother there you are I've been looking for you all day, where were you?" a girl about nineteen with long platinum blond hair and blue eyes said.
"Privet sestra, I've been busy," Ivan replied as he slowly inched his way behind Alfred, who watched him with curiosity.
"That's no excuse big brother," the girl growled and Ivan shuddered, earning a curious glance from Alfred.
"Um and who are you exactly?" Alfred asked as he turned to the other three.
"I am Natalia Arlovskaya and you four are?" the girl answered and looked at Matthew, Alfred, Peter, and Arthur.
"Ah yes of course, sestra this is Alfred, his twin brother Matthew, Arthur, and Arthur's little brother Peter, they are the newest members of our clan. Alfred, Matthew, Arthur, Peter this is my little sister Natalia, Roderich, and his wife Elizabeta," Ivan said as he pointed to everybody as he introduced them.
"Bonjour," Matthew greeted.
"Hey," Alfred said with a grin and a wave.
"Greetings," Arthur replied with a slight bow.
"Hello," Peter stated with a smile.
"Welcome to the clan, it's nice to meet you all," Elizabeta said with a warm smile.
"Thank you," Arthur replied with a smile.
"Now that introductions are over I must go my love I shall see you later," Roderich said, kissed Elizabeta on the cheek, and left.
"We should probably leave too, Arthur and Peter need to meet the others, da svidaniya," Ivan replied and left with Alfred, Matthew, Arthur, and Peter.
"Ve, we should go to before we're late, arrivederci," Feliciano stated and left with Francis, Antonio, and Lovino close behind him.
"Lord huh, since when were you a lord big guy?" Alfred asked after a while.
"I've always had that title, I just prefer not to use it," Ivan answered.
"Why?" Alfred asked.
"After the Tsardom fell in Russia I didn't see the point behind the title so I removed it from my name," Ivan answered.
"Ah I see," Alfred stated and the small group continued on in silence.
After a few minutes they all reached the club and walked in. A moment later Gilbert walked up and grinned. "'Bout time you got here, the club's opening soon you know," Gilbert said.
"Sorry about that Gil, we got a little side tracked," Alfred replied.
"Well at least you're here now so Ludwig won't get mad," Gilbert said.
"Oui," Matthew replied.
"Oh und who are you guys?" Gilbert asked when he spotted Arthur and Peter.
"I am Arthur Kirkland and this is my younger brother Peter, we are new, we just joined today," Arthur answered.
"Oh okay, hey Ludwig herkommen," Gilbert said and Ludwig walked up.
"Was bruder?" Ludwig asked.
"Meet the new guys, this is Arthur and his bruder Peter," Gilbert answered.
"Hallo," Ludwig said.
"Hello," Arthur replied and Peter smiled.
"Ludi," Feliciano cheered happily as he hugged Ludwig.
"Hallo Feli," Ludwig stated with a slight blush and kissed Feliciano on the cheek.
"I must go so you can start your shift, come Peter I want you to meet my other secretaries," Ivan said and left with Peter.
"You're not going with them?" Gilbert asked, curious.
"No I'm a new dancer for the club," Arthur replied with a smirk.
"Oh well then welcome to the Caged Phoenix," Gilbert said with a grin.
"Thank you," Arthur replied and Im Soo and Feliks came running up.
"Like thank god you're finally here Alfred, do you have the playlist for tonight?" Feliks said.
"Yeah it's right here," Alfred replied and held up the list he had made in the restaurant earlier.
"Great, can we see it?" Im Soo asked.
"Sure Soo, here," Alfred answered and handed the list to Im Soo. Im Soo and Feliks went over it and they both smiled. "That's like totes awesome Alfred, great job," Feliks said and handed the list to Francis who then went over it with Antonio, Lovino, and Feliciano.
"Oui, this is a very nice selection mon ami, well done," Francis replied with a smile.
"Si," Antonio said with a grin.
"Thanks guys," Alfred replied with a smile.
"It is our pleasure mon ami," Francis said.
"Well then, that's great to hear, now the club's opening in five minutes so hop to it," Gilbert replied with a grin and then walked off, Matthew and Ludwig close behind.
"Well shall we get started mis amigos?" Antonio asked.
"Hell yeah, let's rock this joint," Alfred answered with a grin and they all walked off.
A/N: Nikokitty: Alright hey guys here's the next chapter for Feniks Ohtyel' it took me a while to get this chapter done thanks to school so Im really sorry I have been taking so long to put it up but it's up now so please read it and enjoy oh also before I forget here are the translations:
Desole- sorry (French)
Da- yes (Russian)
Sapasibo- thank you (Russian)
Bohze moi- my god (Russian)
Sestra- sister (Russian)
Da svidaniya- good bye (Russian)
Zahl'- sorry (Russian)
Ja- yes (German)
Privet- hello (Russian)
Tupye Americanski- stupid American (Russian)
Mon dieu- My god (French)
Mon cher- My dear (French)
Oui- yes (French)
Fratello- brother (Italian)
Bonjour- hello (French)
Ciao- hello (Italian)
Benvenuto- welcome (Italian)
Hola- hello (Spanish)
Mis amigos- my friends (Spanish)
Si- yes (Spanish/Italian)
Idiota- idiot (Spanish/Italian)
Lo siento- I'm sorry (Spanish)
Mi amor- my love (Spanish)
Bastardo- bastard (Italian)
Muy bien- very good (Spanish)
Szia- hello (Hungarian)
Hallo- hello (German)
Arrivederci- bye (Italian)
Herkommen- come here (German)
Was- what (German)
Bruder- brother (German)
Mon ami- my friend (French)
America: Hey hey why did Russia make me fall that's so not cool
Russia: I find it quite funny actually well done Nikokitty *pats head*
Nikokitty: Nyah sapasibo Russia
America: Hey don't encourage her why are you taking the commie's side I thought you were one of my citizens why do you torture me huh
Nikokitty: Cause it's fun and sides I have all rights to write however I want it's called freedom of press America you should know you gave it to us
America: Damn it
Russia: *grins*
England: Hey why am I a bloody incubus do you even know what that is
Nikokitty: Da
America: What the hell now you're using the commie's language what kind of sick joke is that you're American damn it American
Nikokitty: Russia isn't a communist anymore and sides I think the language is beautiful.
America: What the hell
England: Hey I'm still here seriously why am I a bloody Incubus that is more fitting to the frog damn it
Nikokitty: Because I think you'd make a great Incubus right France
France: Oui
England: It is "you would" what is it with you bloody Americans use Queens English damn it and I would not make a good Incubus
France: I think you would
America: And don't be dissin' on my citizens man it's not cool
Canada: Should we stop them
Prussia: Are you kidding this is awesome to watch not as awesome as me of course but still pretty awesome
Nikokitty: *rolls eyes* Sure Prussia whatever you say
Prussia: You're just jealous of my awesomeness
Nikokitty: yea sure let's go with that now that's enough of this Russia want to do the disclaimer real quick
Russia: Da Nikokitty does not own Hetalia or any of us all rights go to Hidekaz Himaruya
Nikokitty: right so yea until next time this is Nikokitty out