Hey everyone, I' still writing, just hit a dead end right now due to a lot of classwork. But here's some stuff I hope will give you a laugh for this week!

BONUS 1- SUPERBOWL Vacation

It was a nice quiet day in London, England. Birds were singing, and it was not even raining. So the personification of the country was enjoying the day reading a book in an outdoor café overlooking the Thames River.

"Ah, there is nothing like a good cuppa tea on a bright sunny day."

"Hello Mr. England."

England barely spared a glance from his book to see who addressed him.

"Oh Hello West Virginia." England replied as he flipped the page.

It took him a moment to process what he had just said then turned around. Through years of being a gentleman he avoided doing a spit take.

Sure enough his younger American doppelganger was sitting at a table across from enjoying a fruit parfait and looking over a tourist map.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm on vacation." West replied. "Do you really think that any of the middle states would stay at home during a West v. East Superbowl match?"

"..So you came here?"

"Well I originally came with Arkansas just to see Stonehenge and the Tower of London, but he decided to go TP Mr. France's house. Something about bad big brothers or perverts...I lost track when he started to cuss in French."

Making a mental note to go and see the damage later England asked "…Okay…any of your other siblings here…or America?"

"My other brothers and sisters decided to do sightseeing in different countries and as for Dad…Well someone had to stay home trying to keep the others from killing each other."

Meanwhile… "THAT'S IT! AFTER OBAMA'S STATE OF THE UNION ADDRESS I'M GOING ON VACATION!"

"HA! I WON! IN YOUR FACE CALIFORNIA!"

"YOU SHUT UP, ARU!"

Bonus 2: Why Michigan Should Not Drive

Germany descended the stairs of the hotel, carrying his suitcase. It was still early in the morning, the sun was barely up, but he needed to get to the airport on the first flight back to Berlin. He had left Prussia alone and unsupervised for almost two days. So last night he had asked the front desk if he could arrange for a cab, but they said that Coraline could take him. Wanting to leave soon, he agreed.

So when he stepped into the dark lobby he was still a little nervous when he saw a figure standing in the shadows. Seeing him the shadow bolted and stopped an inch from him.

"Guten Morgen Herr Deutschland." The person said.

It took Germany a moment to realize the person in front of him was America's daughter Michigan.

"Oh, Guten Morgen Michigan. I take it you're my ride to the airport?"

"Ya, I am." Michigan said carrying his heavy suitcases with ease to her waiting pick-up truck. Germany got in and barely had time to buckle up before she shifted into drive and slammed on the gas.

"AH! FOR THE LOVE OF BERLIN SLOW DOWN!" Germany yelled as she took a curve so fast that he swore for a moment the truck had only been on two wheels. He then realized that she had not bothered at all to scrap the ice off the windshield, so all he could see was his mortified reflection.

"Michigan please! Let's stop for a moment, I'll scrape that ice off the windshield for you!"

"I don't need you to do that Mr. Germany." Michigan said as they flew over what he hoped was a pothole and not a person. A rather vicious grin appeared on her face. "I know these roads!"

That statement alone sent chills down Germany's spine. Then they hit another bump. A rather large one.

"Was that a dog?" Germany asked.

"No, just a rat." Michigan said as she glanced into her side mirror. "Oh look, he got back up."

Germany sank into his seat, than took out a rosary that Italy had given him as a present ages ago.

'Gott, wenn Sie mich überleben, ich gebe auf Bier für den Rest des Jahres 2013!'* he thought with such intent, especially when the truck caught some wicked air before landing almost on its axis.

When Germany arrived home he found it as a pig sty as the result of a week long Bad Touch Trio party. However instead of yelling at his brother he just said "Why don't you go ask Michigan for a ride?"

Bonus 3: Nebraska's Song to Wisconsin

"Ne~! Wis! I wrote a song for you!" Nebraska yelled as she ran up to her favorite big brother with a guitar in hand.

Wisconsin looked up from the papers he was working on. "Um…okay let's hear it."

Oh Wisconsin! Wisconsin! Wisconsin is a really, really awesome place.

Even though I'm your little sister, you give me food,

And it doesn't suck like Virginia's food.

Sausages with cheeses always taste so good.

It'd be heaven for a dog; Yeah, that's Wisconsin.

Tell me, how is it you Packers are so robust? You're crushing me with your intimidation.

My fragility causes me to openly weep out of fear; Your fans terrify me.

Is it a norm to drink a barrel of beer a day and wear fake cheese on your head?

Please don't come to my place in large mobs! Packers fans are scary!

Even the girls that are from Wisconsin are more rugged than I am.

Yahoo~!

The next day- Location- Vienna, Austria.

"America, the post man dropped this for you at the door." England said as he and Germany carried in a large box with small air holes in the top.

America just opened the large box. "Oh hey Nebraska, so Wisconsin sent you overnight this time huh?"

"EH?"

Translations!

Guten Morgen Herr Deutschland: Good morning Mr. Germany.

Gott, wenn Sie mich überleben, ich gebe auf Bier für den Rest des Jahres 2013!: God, if you let me survive this, I will give up beer for the rest of 2013!

If you recognized Nebraska's lyrics and know where they originated from, then you are a true Hetalia fan!

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