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Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, as much as I'd love to… Twilight on the other hand… no comment
Fucking awesome Rome finished with its song.
He waited for the damn applause.
There were none.
He is sad.
He did go back into the water after he bowed forty-ten times.
Before the ship goes back into the water he poached the reel pwetty women off his barge.
Isablella was their laying in the shit on the beach.
Bledward was they're two.
An ancient women who looked to bee a Chinese youngster came out.
She had a wok.
Someone said, "China, i chose you! Attack"
he did.
she came over an banged Smella's arse face.
It made a gong sound.
A wok imprint was made on the victims asslike face.
Fedward is being a coward didn't do nothin.
Sheepshit.
The booming boomerang is rolled by like tumbleweed.
accompanied by the tumbleweed friends.
It's a western!
Sorry for the short chapter.
Reviews would make me write longer chapters.
BTW I'll never stop making fun of you Mary Sue! (thanks for the review)
Hey kelly, good luck. Go beat 'em to pulp. You too maggot.