TheShadowInTheNight: I do not own Hetalia
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~pagebreak~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Can't breathe" I yelped.
"Sorry chica" said Spain, releasing me.
"Désolé Cyril." said France, also releasing me.
"Prussia, would you let me go?"
"Kesesese, never." he said.
"GET OFF OF ME"
"NEVER"
"Unawesome brat"
"Fine, be that way."
And with that, I was released.
"FREEDOM. Wait, guys"
"Si?"
"I need to go shopping. Gil didn't let me bring my stuff."
"Oui, to the mall."
"I hate the mall."
"Sorry fille, but you need new clothes."
"Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?"
I looked down at my black cargo pants and grey shirt with roses on it.
"Black is not your color. But the shirt is good. Grey brings out your eyes."
"But, I love these pants."
"Perhaps we could buy you another pair, in a different color, if it'll get you to come to the mall."
"Ok, I guess."
"Um, where are we going now?" I asked.
"Why, to the mall." said Francis.
"NOW?"
"You really hate the mall, don't you, petiet soeur?"
"I absolutely despise it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~pagebreak~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Translations:
chica - (Spanish) girl
Désolé - (French) sorry
Oui - (French) yes
Si – (Spanish) yes
Fille – (French) girl
Petiet soeur – (French) little sister
TheShadowInTheNight: What chaos will happen when shopping? Whatever it is, it won't be good. R&R