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I think a part of me just died again. Wasn't eating scones and being in a car and having Italian's drive you around enough. But, here I was, in a car driven by China. My clammy hands gripped onto the seat for dear life and I hoped that this seatbelt doesn't fail me now. China sped down the freeway, making dangerous turns and swerves. Other cars honked loudly, stinging my ears. Please make this hell stop! I don't want to die! I'm too young to die!
It seemed like forever but we finally made it to China's place in one piece. I instantly left the car, feeling green, and let the food that I just ate throw itself out. I made a note of never being driven by China (or any of the Italies again)…
"Are you alright, aru? Do you want herbal medicines?" China asked, worriedly.
"N-No, I'm fine."
We were about to enter the house when a panda walked past us. The panda and I held eye contact for a second before we were interrupted by China who started to squeal like a school girl.
"Panda!" China squealed. "How are you, aru?"
A few seconds of silence before Yao started to talk again. "Oh, this is Oklahoma, aru."
Wait…Can he speak panda? Is that even possible? And why is there a panda here? I know that this is China, but he has a pet panda? That's ridiculous. I bet the commotion caught another's attention.
The door to the house opened and I saw another male. He had bushy eyebrows and brown hair that was longer on the front and shorter at the back. He wore clothes similar to China but had more of blank look. If you smell close enough, you can smell gun powder on him. I tried not to think about that.
"So you're like here." He said.
"Ni hao, aru!" China greeted. I looked at China questionably, expecting to be introduced.
"That's Hong Kong, aru." He explained.
"And, I would like assume your Oklahoma?" Hong Kong asked. I nodded my head to confirm.
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China's house was… interesting… There was a whole room filled with Hello Kitty products and other small, girlish things. While there was another room, which belonged to Hong Kong, full of firecrackers. That was probably why he smelt like gun powder.
One day, China came up with, a full smile on his face.
"Do you want to learn how to do kung fu? I heard from that idiot America that you were jumped and couldn't defend yourself, aru." China offered.
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5 hours later…
I groaned and leaned back against a wall, sweat falling down like waterfalls. I rubbed my arms that were now spotted with bruises. China, on the other hand, didn't break a sweat.
"Good, aru! You have the basics." China cheered. Then as soon as the lesson was over he rubbed his back a bit. "Ahiya, I'm way too old for this, aru…"
BOOM!
What was that?