A/N: The Turtles have reentered the building. Yes, I did indeed just make that reference. Anyway, we have returned, and we wish to say we apologize (and so do I for my long writing break). We do hope you will accept the following chapter as payment. And so, without any more bull crap, I do show the following: FranMano!

The nations were sitting idly in the meeting room. Most of them looked bored out of their minds, playing with pencils or doodling, but that would soon change.

The door opened and the youngest one of the bunch, the named "Baby Turtle," STARFIRE67, had come back. Her hair was up today, and she wore a Hetalia T-shirt with shorts, but otherwise she was much the same.

"Do you know how long we sat here waiting?!" Hungary asked.

The Turtle shrank back. "I'm sorry! The koala - you don't get it - it bit our Senpai Turtle, and the wound got infected!"

"Was it bad?" Canada said.

"The worst!" Star cried dramatically. "It was infected with writer's block!"

"Oh the horror," Romano said, sarcasm almost tangible. He even rolled his eyes to get the point across.

Star turned red again but didn't make a fool of herself (mostly because she promised herself to have a mental freak out instead). "You know, uh, Romano, I have to do a chapter today."

"I figured," he said, but somewhat warily.

"Well, the fans really want to focus on England and Romano, not necessarily as a pairing, but definitely on you...maybe I had something to do with that."

"Maybe?" Hungary asked.

"Whatever!" Star said. "Anyway, since I love anything Hetalia to do with Romano-"

"Of course you do," England said.

"Hush, or I'll squash you with the Tardis. Oh, wait…"

Star pulled out her phone and typed something down.

The Tardis in all its blue glory (with Bad Wolf written on the side again, she'd probably called for it at the wrong time) came down. Star skipped over and pushed Snape into it, before quickly typing down something else. It quickly whooshed away again (the Doctor wouldn't suspect a thing...if he ignored Snape).

"What was that?!" most of the nations yelled at once.

"I had to get rid of him, and ignoring him wasn't cutting it," Star said like it was obvious. "And besides, my sister's British friend turned her into a Whovian. I've dealt with it for days. Sue me."

"So anyway, I had to pick between multiple pairings and figured this would be the worst for Romano…"

"Oh no," he said quietly. He closed his eyes and started to pray silently.

Spain patted his shoulder. "It's okay, Roma, it won't be too bad!"

Star fanned herself for a second at the sight. "Don't freak out, don't freak out…" she murmured.

"The pairing?" France said. He had an idea...if Romano's reactions to everyone (including himself) were anything.

"Yeah," the Baby Turtle said in a calmer tone. "You see, I figured that picking one of the worst would be better. So, I picked...FranMano. France and Romano."

The look of horror on Romano's face made Star's heart plummet to her stomach. But then seeing Spain's made it beat extra fast with fear.

"It was what the people wanted!" Star said in defense. She raised her hands up in the universal sign of innocence.

"France, don't make me kill you. If you touch him inappropriately, I swear, you will not have fun in Hell," Spain said with all seriousness.

Romano turned red and started cursing quietly due to embarrassment, France started rambling how he wasn't planning on it anyway, and the other nations just stared either pityingly at Romano or fearfully at Spain.

Star breathed deeply. "Don't think of all the fluff and cuteness. Don't freak out. Don't do it."

Canada looked at her again. "Are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

Star was silent, before saying loudly, "I'm fine! I'm perfect, in fact! Anyway, I've got a flavor that I like. Just the regular chocolate one! I actually got some at an anime convention and it was...oh yeah, the chapter. So, anyway, just go on!"

Hungary handed Romano the chocolate pocky stick (after he had reluctantly gotten up and walked over, Spain not far behind) before she quickly sat back to watch (already the rabid fangirl could think of several very exciting doujinshis). Romano put the stick in his mouth and France (not too) eagerly put the other end in his own mouth. The two began chewing. Romano was chewing very slowly, almost nibbling at his end, while France was chewing at a normal pace. Romano shivered just a bit, but it was enough for Spain to growl and glare at France. The Frenchman broke the stick and stepped back in fear.

"Thank God," Romano said. Maybe luck was finally on his side! Hell yeah!

"What are the other pairings?" America suddenly said. He'd been thinking over what Star had said and just realized she said get the worst over with.

"Did it take you that long to realize there are other ones?!" Star asked incredulously. "Well...there's, uh, Russmano, Russia and Romano...America and Romano...others…if that influences what France has to do at all."

Romano was silent, before saying, "France has to stay the fuck away from me for five more chapters. I can't stop you, Star, I get the feeling you'll come back no matter what the fuck anyone does, but he can sit all the way at the other end of the damned room."

Star nodded. "No getting rid of me! I'm sorry, Romano, you're my favorite out of them all, really! At least you aren't next...I don't think anyway…"

"You think?!" Romano asked.

"Uhhh…Crap, I said too much..." Star said. "I...gotta go!"

Star quickly ran out the door.

"..." It was silent in the conference room again.

I did say too much...shoot… Now everyone's probably curious…

They will find out in the next chapter…

True...but still, when will we get it out?

When we get it out! It's not like we have some sort of obligation to our readers! *grumbling and grumpy*

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