Disclaimer: No matter how many times I wish it could be, Hetalia is in no ways mine.
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Mary
Germany was right, it was gonna be a long day- and it's only been two hours! So far, Italy made a mess in his room, the living room, and the kitchen. Meanwhile, Avara stood there watching Italy with- excitement?- in her eyes.
"Whatcha wanna do, Avara?!" Italy bounced up to the girl, smiling widely at her. Avara smiled warmly at him and shrugged.
"Whatever you wanna do, Ita. It doesn't matter to me."
"Oh, Germany~!" Italy sang, running over to his German friend, "Let's go play football, all three of us!"
"Vait, Italy," Germany said, "Vow did you two meet?"
"Well," Italy started, "I was on my way over here anyway and ran into her!"
"Literally," Avara rolled her eyes.
"So, c'mon, Germany!" Italy whined, pulling the bigger country's arm. Germany sighed.
"Alvright, alvright! I'm comving."
They weren't even at the park for ten minutes when they heard someone familiar.
"Avara!"
"Shit!" Avara cursed to herself as she recognized the blonde man.
"England?" Germany called out. Avara growled under her breath and crossed her arms, glaring at the brit.
"Your father has been so worried about you," Arthur scolded her.
"What of it?" She mumbled, not meeting the country's eyes.
"Vow do vou know each other?" Germany asked as Italy hid slightly behind the German.
England sighed, casting one last glance at the younger girl, "This is Maryland, one out of many children of America's."
"VWHAT?!"
Sorry, this was just a filler since I sorta have writers block *chuckles nervously* But I should be good now that I got this outta the way!
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Kunikohime Madoka Tanuki (?): Hehe, thanks! But you'll just have to wait and see who she ends up with! I don't wanna spoil it since I'll probably keep changing it myself until I figure out a good enough person for her!