This isn't chapter 6 but I just wanted to post it.
I don't own hetalia and its characters.
Several years into the future…
"So you like Norway honhonhon." France chuckled.
"WHAT MADE YOU SAY THAT!" I shook France violently.
"Calm down petite fille. (little girl)" The Frenchman tried to loosen my grip on his shirt.
After several failed attempts of trying to make me let go of him France succeeded. He fixed his appearance.
"WHAT MADE YOU SAY THAT?" I demanded.
"Are you forgetting who I am? I'm France the country of love and I'll definitely know if someone is in love." He exclaimed.
"BUT STILL WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WE ME LIKING NORWAY!?"
"Simple I saw you stare at Norway and you always act all shy and awkward around him." France smirked as he pointed the obvious to me.
Where's Cabbie and Knuckles when I need them to kill someone?
"And I'll help you win his heart! Honhonhon yes I'll teach you the art of seduction!" France had his rape face on.
"NOOO!" I screamed as I ran away from the perverted Frenchman.
"SOMEONE SAVE ME!"
Author's Note: I'm currently having a huge writer's block right now since I've been studying and doing schoolwork. This is one of my drafts that gave me the reason to start writing the story in the first place.