Chapter 10: Mission Impossible
A/n: Man, sure haz ben awhile since I posted a chap. Sry fer tha wait homies and homos. But, anyways, uh, read this.
Previously:
Merican starts to die from the renal failure cause his didn't have enough burgers in his boudoir and he wuz at a partay and it was really his birthday partay by he don't know that cause he is dying breh.
Present:
Young Helatio look upon Americans ashy sunken face. Wisks of merican's brittle blonde hair framed his dying face. Foamy saliva poured from his mouth like the water that spews out of a fire hydrant when the goddam kids in your neighborhood bust it open with a wrench then blame it on you and you get lots of trouble because fire hydrants are not for playing with.
Suddenly, Merican started going into mad convulsions. He eyes roll up and slither to the back of his head, his tongue flopped around outside his mouth, making slurping sounds as it turned a ghastly shade of grey. His hair fall out all at once. He erection poke through his thin trousers. While looking at Merican's meat stick, Helatio suddenly felt a pain in his side, like he had been punched. When he looked, it turned out he had been punched. MErican was so out of it during seizure mode, that he had started punching anyone near him. Francey pants was out cold from a right hook to the 'ole noggin'.
"Francois!" Helatio shout, teers falling from his repulsive face and into his freshly baked lasagna. He cry harder now b/c not only was one of his friends unconscious, but now his fucking lasagna was fucking ruined.
Looking deep into his soggy lasagna, Italia see merican', prancing in a field of daisies as white as a right wing republican. Amongst the daisies, Merican was smiling, he was so happy, so alive. Then he turned and pointed to something, something in bowl. Helaito squint to see it better...it was...it was...
"pasta" Helatio whisper softly.
Pasta… that is wat would save meriCAN'S LIFE, not some sweaty burger that clogged the arteries. No. Hearty pasata was the magical cure. Hetalia shoot up like a heroin junkie and dash for the door, he needed to go to the supermarket and get ingredients. It was going to be a long night.
"Where are you going?" Germnay call after the boi.
"I'll be back" Helatio reply clenching hist fists. And he take off into The Dark Knight Rises.