A/N: So here is Spain and Romano! The story will probably be updated once a week, if not more, but It worry! Anyway, enjoy!
Thnx,
SpanishMonkeys
Once upon a time, there was a certain country called Spain. He was sitting on Romano's head. The author didn't feel like properly introducing him, so you're just gonna have to deal with it.
"Get off me," Romano said. Just then, a Pikachu flew past. Spain jumped up, did a cartwheel, and received 10 points, a big smile on his face.
"Do you know what this means, Romano?" he asked.
"What means what you idiot?" Romano snapped.
"The fruit loop!"
Romano scowled at Spain. "What fruit loop?"
Spain ignored Romano and pointed up into the sky.
"TO THE BATMOBILE!" he shouted. The Batmobile drove up, without a driver. It was a decked out in pink, with sparkly rainbow and heart stickers, not to mention the unicorns, which were donated by England, who promptly continued crying about his arms, which had turned into sticks.
Spain and Romano jumped into the car and drove off into the city. The sky turned purple, then red, then green, then finally back to Bled. Bled is a colour so blinding, the sun could shatter into a green version of Johnny Cash. And that's exactly what the sun did.
Meanwhile, the Batmobile approached a building. A scream came from one of the open windows, and a rat flew out. But that's irrelevant to the story.
Spain could not stop the Batmobile in time, so the vehicle crashed and broke the building's fourth wall. Millions of burgers came streaming out; it was a giant river of America's essence. Romano swore profusely, and Spain grabbed a gun. When he pulled the trigger, potatoes came blasting out. Romano saw the cursed vegetable and his eyes widened. He got back into the Batmobile and flew away into the Bled sky.
"I'm not laying sight on those things!" he screamed as he drove the vehicle through the sky. Eventually, he went higher than the clouds where the sky turned back to normal. Romano took a deep breath, relieved. Then a microscope flew past. Romano panicked again, and jumped out of the Batmobile. He fell through three realms: Sky, sky, and Bakugan. But Bakugan was so seven years ago, so that just made everything worse.
Eventually Romano landed in the middle of a field, dazed but unharmed. Then Spain came dancing over, and stood in front of Romano, doing the Macarena. Romano booed and threw a guinea pig at him. Spain sat down and they watched the sky.
"Why is the sky blue?" Romano asked eventually.
"It is a lovely shade of blue," Spain replied.
"That told me nothing," Romano snapped, eating an acorn.
"It's because carrot." Spain grabbed Romano's acorn and cracked it open. Romano flipped out again.
"YOUR NAME IS LIKE MATH!" he screamed. Spain decided this called for desperate measures.
"Let's have tomato juice," he said, pulling out a container of some from a nearby plot hole. Spain drank. Then Romano drank. Spain forgot that the tomato juice was actually alcohol blood stolen from Romania.
"You idiot, the sky isn't blue," Romano said. His eyes turned yellow.
"Wut?" Spain asked, intoxicated by the blood.
"The sky is Bled." Romano took his shirt off. Spain started drooling.
"The Mandrakes are hurting me though," Spain replied and grabbed Romano. They promptly made out in the field, where Sealand was watching. Finland beat him with a pancake after.