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Sorry if any actions sound off. I've never personally done drugs, so I couldn't really go in depth.

Entry Five

Today the Netherlands came to "visit" me, which meant only one thing: Belgium found his stash and he wanted to get some from me. I know, it kind of sounds petty, but I actually welcome these kind of visits. After all, I always did find it was more fun to light up with someone else.

A little later, Cuba came by and like typical Cuba, thought I was America and punched me in the jaw. Shortly afterwards he realized his mistake, apologized, and asked if he could get high with us. We agreed and I went back to my little, happy, multicolored, drug-induced world.

The next thing I for sure knew, it was around midnight and the three of us had the munchies really badly. So we all got in my car and drove to a 24 hour supermarket, where we picked up an assortment of snack foods that we could either pop in a microwave or the oven. After we were full, the other two went to sleep while I joined them after writing all this.

With maple syrup,

Matthew (Canada) Williams


"So that's where you keep getting it from! Tell me where you hid this stash right now!" Belgium yelled angrily at the Netherlands who was at a loss for words.

At last he said, "It's already all used up…"

"And I guess that explains why I'm better than Canada, I don't do drugs," America said with a little laugh.

"And what about all those drugs you get from Mexico? Or that whole hippy phase?" England asked snidely.

"Aah…" was all the American could come up with.

"Always knew I was better than you guys. That's why we're best friends," Cuba said a little too proud of himself.

"But it said that you mixed him up for America and punched him in the jaw," Spain stated a little confused as to why this made him better than everyone else.

"Because I apologized afterwards, something I'm betting you guys never do," Cuba answered.

"It seems the next entry is a continuation of this one. Should we continue?" France asked. No one said "no" so he began to read again.

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