A/N: Hi...it's STARFIRE67 (my name actually DOES look like that, thank you very much...or it should...) and I have an installment for the Hetalia Pocky Game! There's going to be more SpaMano and GerVene then GerMano (so sad ;_;) but it's for the story.
And the only reason I wrote this is probably because the others can't for reasons (Viva doesn't write yaoi, Epic just doesn't like GerMano, and Jywy doesn't have a computer).
Anyway...no more stalling. Here you go.
Prussia glanced at his target: South Italy.
South Italy was one of Prussia's best targets because he got annoyed really easily. It was funny how angry he could get, and if the Prussian was being honest, Spain wasn't wrong when he said Romano was cute when he blushed.
"South!"
Romano tensed and moved toward his salvation (Spain), but Prussia slung an arm around his shoulder before he could (a poor choice, since Spain was extremely protective of his tomate. Prussia was fortunate that Spain hadn't seen) and proceeded to cackle in the Italian's ear.
"What's the matter? Scared?" Prussia asked.
"Of fucking course not!" Romano retorted.
Prussia leered at the Italian. "Really now? Does that mean you're up to a challenge?"
Romano froze. "What challenge?"
"You'll see~" Prussia grinned.
Hungary and Japan looked at each other before turning back to Prussia.
"Are you sure?" Japan asked.
"Of course," Prussia said.
Hungary frowned, but said, "Fine."
She looked at the crowd of nations. "Germany! Romano! You're up."
"Ve?!" North Italy cried out. His brother...and Germany! North latched onto Germany's arm.
"Què?! Roma!" Spain yelled, grabbing onto the Southern Italian.
Said Italian had gone red-from rage. "Oh FUCKING HELL TO THE NO! I REFUSE goddammit!"
"I hate to say this, but I agree with him," Germany agreed, also red-faced (more from embarrassment).
Both Spain and North Italy sighed in relief.
"Ah...I'm very sorry...I'm afraid you will have to participate in the pocky game together. I'm very sorry, Romano-kun...Germany-san..." Japan murmured, already shrinking back from both couples.
Spain grabbed South Italy, effectively preventing him from strangling Japan (though at this point, the Spaniard wouldn't mind that outcome...) and North Italy was looking at Japan with betrayal in his eyes. This was worse than that time when South had gotten drunk and told North about why he was so jealous of him!
...and that hadn't been fun at all. North was simultaneously guilty and despairing for his brother.
Not fun at all.
"Look, it's okay!" Hungary said. "Just see how far you'll go, then stop."
"...stronza. Whatever."
Germany and South Italy were in position. The blueberry pocky stick was between the two of them.
Very carefully, each male started to nibble on their respective ends of the stick, prolonging it for as long as they could. For the next few minutes, the nations all quietly made bets as to who would pull away first.
Germany glanced at Romano's face. The Italian's gaze was fixated on the wall to the side while his mouth never ceased chewing.
After a moment, they were still several inches apart...
...and Romano wasn't backing down...!
South Italy turned to stare at Germany now, his gaze making it clear he would not give up. The Italian's eyes bored into the German's determinedly.
They were just an inch apart now, and the distance was rapidly closing...
"ACK!"
Germany quickly pulled away.
"I can't do it..." he said, covering his face with his hands.
"OH HELL YES!" Romano crowed gleefully. "I won! And if you'd waited just a few more seconds I'd have quit!"
The other nations all expressed their dismay (most had thought of South Italy's cowardice and hatred of Germans and had been certain Germany would win, hence why Spain, Prussia, and North Italy were now making lots of money).
"At least I only bet a couple bucks," America said in relief, handing over his money contentedly.
Other nations, like China, on the other hand, were not so lucky.
"Aiyaa!" he wailed. "How will I ever get this back, aru?!"
Romano was still celebrating in the background ("I am the king of gay chickens!") and danced over to his brother. "Aren't you proud of me now, Feli?!"
Vene frowned. "Ve, Roma..."
Romano narrowed his eyes, waiting for several seconds, before exploding. "Ti odio! Stronzo! Bastardo! Vaffanculo! Ti odio tanto!" he shrieked before storming out of the room.
"Ve, ve, I was thinking of how to say I'm always proud of him!" North Italy wailed, tears falling down his cheeks.
Spain quickly followed his tomate outside to try and catch him before he went too far away. Roma still needed to collect his prize, after all~
Romano was staring Germany down from across the table, pacing back and forth.
"What will destroy your pride the most, I wonder~" he said thoughtfully, making several nations shrink back with fear.
Germany silently prayed, while Veneziano silently begged his brother not to break Germany too badly.
South thought for a moment, before saying, "You need to admit that all Germans are inferior to Italians and will never be as great in any way, shape, or form."
Germany nodded in defeat. "I admit-"
"In German."
The other nations gasped.
"That is low," Poland said.
"But genius," America admitted.
And it was true. Germany had to follow through with it now.
After Germany had satisfied the request, he sat very. Very. Still.
"...West?" Prussia asked.
"..."
Germany stood up and moved toward the corner. He very calmly wrapped his arms around his knees and faced the corner.
"I think he's broken."
Germany began to rock back and forth.
"...definitely broken."
A/N: Tada.
Oh God it's horrible burn it destroy it ack-
*Sigh* I'm sorry if it's awful.
Epic here! HAHAHAHA FUCKIN' GERMAN BASTARD SUCK MY DICK.
Ahem.
Anyway, this is our newest member, STARFIRE67 (who has been reading mine and Viva's works for like ever omg biggest fan much? XD) and this is, as you can see, our newest chapter... it was... GerMano. *shivers in disgust*
So anyway, hopefully updates will start being more frequent.
Another thing I have to say is that it seems like Viva seems to be getting hate? Or at least Mexicans in general. I mean idk, I think that's stupid and dumb, so from here on out anyone who insults Mexicans is gonna be cussed out by me- IN ITALIAN.
Ciao~!
Viva: WE HAVE A BABY TURTLE AND SHE IS AWESOME! *glomps Star* Anywho, the third prize chapter will be coming up next~
¡Adiós!