Hiya! I bet you are all enjoying this story if you have realized that you are reading up to this part. Yay, you are officially awesome! Unless you are reading to see how stupid it is. Then you are NOT awesome.
Disclaimer: Neither me or PolandsRule42 own Hetalia, okay? STOP BUGGING ME! I DON'T WAnNA HAVE THE PEOPLE WITH LAB COATS SHOW UP AGAIn AND PUT ME IN... THE RooM... :*-( Just kidding... maybe...
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"Roof! Roof! Roof!" And the kid dashed away, sobbing. But he had a soccer mom.
Turkey stormed into the room, furious about what had just happened. The mother had chased him down into an alley, then done... er... bad things. Turkey had barley made it out. But he wasn't prepared enough to confront whatever America would do to him. So he took it out on Britain. And he was already having a bloody day…
"He had a soccer mom? Oh, god Turkey, I'm sorry!"
"Shut up and tell me where Romano is. I wanna re-kidnap him."
"WHAT THE CRAPOLA!"
America's turn...
He took the successfully hidden cantaloupe with him to the nearest bathroom.
A grunt, splash, and several running people later, America left the bathroom with a pleased smile.
"It was nice to get that out, dude!"
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Okay... moving on. I think it's time to show you Belarus's. That one would have a little less... doodoo. It must've been the fast food. Poor America. Sigh.
She hid in the shadows where many people think she originally spawned. It was a blank gold ring in her hands, and she held it tightly. She grinned evilly. (A.N. I'm enjoying this.) People passed by all over the place. She singled out on one. A young woman, probably in her early twenties. (The woman Sealand and his friends singled out on.) She looked stressed. Everyone was avoiding her...
Belarus took a moment, then jumped out at her. The woman screamed and ran away, yelling something about hating children and never coming back to this place ever again. Bela looked at the people staring at her. "I just wanted to ask mommy for some ice cream..."
Ten minutes later, Bela singled out on another young person. A young man. He didn't look as stressed. He actually looked happy. She hated him for that. HE was probably married to an amazing older brother, who had hair like something gray, and a warm scarf. She frowned, this would be her next target.
"He wants it! But he can not have it! My precious, oh my sweet precious, it will be okay. Soon it will be just you and me." She backed into the shadows.
History background: Belarus has never seen Lord of the Rings, but she did an absolute perfect Gollum expression. Creepy... Oh, American readers. Lord of the Rings was shot in New Zealand. (A.N. Why is this showing me I spelled Zealand wrong? It says, do you mean Sealand? Wow, just wow.)
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"Cleanup on isle four. I repeat, cleanup on isle four. Some mishap with silly string happened about an hour ago, and nobody took care of it. NOW GO TO ISLE FOUR!"
Here goes my life, Germany thought. "It is He! God has spoken! Let us praise his words, and go to isle four to do a cleanup!" Many people stared at the strange German as a few people came to "help" him. Basically, our poor Germany went to visit the place where Russia is. :-)
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