I have finally noticed which countries actually view my stories... now whenever I look at the chart I fangasm when my favorite Hetalia characters' countries are there. (Example: Bri-chan screamed "OMG they actually read my stories! :D" when she noticed Poland, Greece, Spain, and Austria were finally there. And that some of her favorites were on the 'ten countries that view the most' every single month.)

Korea: Bri does not own Hetalia. Hetalia originated in Korea, da-ze!

All the other Asians: Stop lying!

Prussia: If Bri owned Hetalia, the awesome me would-

Me: -no need to finish that sentence, Prussia. ^^" If I owned Hetalia, Netherlands; the Nordics; Greece; and Hong Kong would get more screentime, France would have given the awesome-blackmail-worthy Austria pictures to Hungary and the Austria fangirls, and there would be a random funny moment where Italy sees Germany laughing and playing with his dogs and react "O_O... Germany?" And everyone would have sung "It's a small world after all" before each meeting! And... my computer would let me do the center the words thingy work...

btw, HAPPY HETALIA DAY! MAY THERE BE WORLD PEACE! XD (Have fun without me, peoples who can cosplay and go to the picnics, have fun for me... ;,,,,; *sob*)

"Time to eat~!" America said as he placed the Big Macs in front of the 3 chibis.

They stared at food before they pushed it away and said "I am not eating this crap."

"Come on pleeease." America said, just before he ate his own Big Mac.

"NO! Your food is repulsive!" England shouted.

"Someone needs a happy meal..." America said with a pout. He pulled out his cellphone. "Fine... I'll order take out."

"...Hello, aru?" the phone answered.

"Hey... I need some Chinese take out so..."

"I HAVE MY OWN KIDS TO COOK FOR, ARU! YOU COOK FOR THEM, ARU!"

"But China-!" Beeeeeep. 'He hung up on me...' America thought sadly. So he called his back up plan. "Yo~ Mattie. I need a few dozen bottles of syrup. And, no, I don't mean cough syrup this time."

Meanwhile with Spain...

"CENA~!" Spain called out.

"Nee, nee, Spain! What's for dinner?" Italy asked.

"I know how much you and Romano love it..." Spain turned around to get the plates, "so I made..." Spain turned around with three plates of "Pasta!"

The Chibitalians glomped Spain, nearly knocking over the pasta dish. Germany just sighed.

"Relajese, chicos." He put the plates down and left to get his own plate.

Germany picked up his fork and stared at his pasta. He wondered how Italy could eat this stuff all the time, then looked over to his friend.

HOW DID HE EAT IT SO DAMN FAST? O_O Germany thought. Italy was begging Spain for another pasta.

"Eat your pasta, potato bastard." Romano said as he ate his pasta.

"Um..." Germany didn't really like pasta. But it would seem rude to refuse it.

Italy went over to Germany's plate, spun some pasta onto Germany's fork, and held it out to the German. "Eat your pasta. Say 'Aah', Germany. ^^"

"U-Uh..." Germany just stared at the smile on Italy's face. Spain and Romano looked somewhat jealous.

"Come on, Germany. If you won't eat your pasta, I'm going to have to feed it to you!"

Germany sighed before saying "Fine." Then leaned forward to eat the pasta.

Meanwhile with China...

"So... what do you want to eat, aru?" China asked the chibis.

Japan and Greece just shrugged, meaning: they'll eat anything so long as it's not bad. Korea, looked at Greece, then China, and grinned.

"Aniki, I'm 'Hungary'. I want 'Turkey' fried in 'Greece' served on 'China'. XD" (Pun said by a cosplayer I saw once. I died laughing after hearing it so I put it here.)

China gave him a 'WTH, aru?' stare. Greece glared at him for the mention of Turkey's name. Japan kept his stoic demeanor, but was laughing hysterically on the inside.

Later...

After the meal of mixed rice, China said the words that ensued hilarity.

"It's bath time, aru."

Korea jumped to his feet and shouted "You'll never take me alive, da-ze~!" Then Korea ran at top speed. Japan somehow ninja'ed his way out of the room before China could notice. Chibi-Greece was already stripping.

"Don't do it in here, aru! Go to the bath first, aru!" Then tossed the shirtless chibi a towel.

In another room, Korea poked his head out from the bamboo trees he was hiding behind. "Aniki will never force me to take a bath without him going with me. Never, da-ze~...!" Korea whisper-yelled.

"You're going to get caught if you talk to yourself like that." said the quiet voice behind the Korean.

Korea quickly turned around to see Japan staring at him. "What are you doing here? And how did you get behind me so quietly?"

"The author of this fanfic thought I should have a ninja moment." Japan looked up at the ceiling. "Yes, I'm talking about you, Nara-san."

"Stop breaking the fourth wall, Japan! She'll want to come in, then we'll all be in trouble, da-ze!" Korea said quickly.

Japan's eyes widened as realized his point. "S-Sorry." Chibi-Japan glared up at ceiling. "Not in this story, Nara-san, not in this story..."

"I found you two, aru!" China said as he pulled back the bamboo trees.

"RUN!" But China already grabbed them by the arms and brought them to the bath room.

"I'll join you in a bit, aru."

Greece was already in the hot spring, sleeping. The Chinese man left the chibis alone, Japan sighed.

Meanwhile with America...

"CANONBALL!" America shouted as he jumped into the 'bath'.

"I want to know how the hell he has an indoor pool!" England sulked.

"What I want to know is how he got this much bubble bath to fill it with." France said.

America had an indoor pool and bubble bath, which meant a pool full of red, white, and blue bubbles counted as 'bath time.' Russia didn't really mind. England was jealous to the fact that America gets a bloody pool in his house. France was disappointed that they all had to have their vital regions censored.

"Heads up, Iggy!"

A beach ball that was bigger than the Chibi brit knocked him out of the pool. "AAH!"

France started laughing, hard. Russia started kol-ing. America looked around and asked "Where'd the ball go?"

"You git! Why'd you have to throw the ball so bloody hard?" England tossed the ball back. "And what kind of 'bath' is this anyways?"

"A fun one!" America swam up to the side of pool. "Come on, England. Lighten up."

England sighed. "Alright, fine. But no more beach ball!"

"How about-"

"Or volleyball." England sighed.

"Aw..."

No bath scene for Spain and the Chibitalians...

Spain: Por que no? T_T (Why not?)

Because... because... because I can't imagine it! O,,,,O

Germany: I would've made sure he didn't do anything!

Dude, you're the other reason why I couldn't do it. -.-

Germany: What?

Nothing...

Italy: Review, and we can make pasta together! (^_^)~

Oh... btw... since I noticed nobody did a Dominican MKC yet...

"Nee nee, papa, rum no choudai

nee nee, mama, nee nee, mama

Mukashi ni tabeta platano no

Ano aji ga wasurerarenainda~!

Maru Kaite Chikyuu

Maru Kaite Chikyuu

Maru Kaite Chikyuu

Ore Dominica~! ^_^

Maru Kaite Chikyuu

Jitto mite chikyuu

Hyotto shite chikyuu

Ore Dominica~! ^_^

Aaa, hitofude de

Mieru subarashii sekai

Yucca to platano

Saikodesu~!"