You've Made War, Not Pasta

by Roxi2Star

It's 2036, and all the countries have merged together. There is no more need for country Personifications. "You're all here by sentenced to be terminated" DISCONTINUED

4. Note derp

Hi…. I have some bad news. So I love this fic and the idea behind it. I have the ending figured out, and some key points figured out. I know how to get to the ending from a certain point. So you crazy awesome writers out there. I need help. I just need some ideas on how to get from key point to key point. So, if you want to help, or have any ideas in general, please PM me or drop a review. I don't want to see this story get dropped.

Thank-you, and I'm sorry I got your hopes up about a review. I fail. Now I'm going to go bang my head against a wall. Repeatedly.

R&R

~Roxi2Star