Dear, Alemania
Hola amigo, it's a-me from the world meeting (you know, the one in which I started the taco food fight? That was really fun!) I'm Mexico, if you didn't remember, Spain's little sister! I heard that you were writing letters and I decided to send you one!
What to write . . . OH! YA SE!
You and Italy are dating right? Because Prussia told me ALL about it when he came to my house for Taco night! He told me about the kissing, the awkward dates, and oh so much more if you know what I mean *wink wink*! AY QUE LINDO MI AMIGO! CONGRATS IF IT'S TRUE! So, is he a good kisser? Is he good at you-know-what? Ay ya yai! I'm turning into Senora Hungary!
Well I have to go, please write back soon!
Huggies, Mexico
P.S Invite me to you and Italy's boda soon!
Ah yes, I remember you. Your the one who got that taco sauce all in over the meeting room's walls. Spain really needs to keep an eye on you.
And uh, you shouldn't be getting into other nations love life.
And there will be no wedding!
-Germany