AUTHOR'S NOTE: All righty so here's the next part, and there's only one more after this one. Then Spain and I will be starting something new dif Disney movie Dif Hetalia Paring. You should be excited haha jk. Anyways enjoy, comment, you know the usual. Have a nice day.
Hero in Love:
{Temple of America}
Spain: You should have been there, father! I mangled the minotaur, grappled with the Gorgon, just like England told me. I analyzed the situation, controlled my strength and kicked! The crowds went wild! Thank you, thank you.
America: Hah! You're doin' great, son. You're doin' your old man proud.
Spain: I am glad to hear you say that, father. I've been waiting for this day a long time.
America: Hmm... What day is that, son?
Spain: The day I rejoin the gods.
America: You've done wonderfully, you really have, my boy. You're just not there yet. You haven't proved yourself a true hero.
Spain: But father, I've beaten every single monster I've come up against. I'm-I'm an action figure! (pulls out an action figure of himself and squeezes it to make his muscles bulge.
America: I'm afraid being famous is not the same as being a true hero.
Spain: What more can I do?
America: It's something you have to discover for yourself.
Spain: But how can I...
America: Look inside your heart.
[Lightning strikes and statue of America becomes inanimate]
Spain: Father, wait!
{In the city, a carriage passes past rich gates}
Guide: On your left is Spain's villa. My next stop is the Pecs and Flex gift shop where you can pick up the great Hero's 30-minute workout scroll "Buns of Bronze"
{Inside the villa, Spain is posing for a picture on a vase, dressed in the skin of the lion Skar from Disney's The Lion King}
England: At 1:00 you got a meeting with king Augeas. He's got a problem with his stables. I'd advise you not to wear your new sandals.
Spain: England?
Artist: I told you, don't move!
England: D.G.R., the Daughters of the Greek Revolution.
Spain: England?
England: At 3:00 you gotta get a girdle from some amazons.
Spain: (drops the club and shield he was holding) England, what's the point?
Artist: (screams) That's it!
England: Keep your toga on, pal.
[Artist throws the paints on England, making him look like a clown and leaves]
England: What do you mean, "what's the point"? You wanna go to Olympus, don't ya?
Spain: Yeah, but this stuff doesn't seem to be getting me anywhere.
[He throws the skin of Skar to England]
England: (wiping the paint off his face with the skin) You can't give up now, I'm counting on ya.
Spain: I gave this everything I had.
England: Listen to me, kid. I seen 'em all. And I am tellin' you... and this is the honest-to-America truth... You got somethin' I never seen before.
Spain: Really?
England: I can feel it right down to these stubby bowlegs of mine. There is nothin' you can't do kid.
[Door opens and fan girls scream]
Fan Girls: It's him!
England: Hey, watch it! Watch it! Watch... (They run over and tromple Spain)
Fan Girl AKA France: I touched his elbow!
Fan Girl 2 AKA Prussia: I got his sweatband!
Spain: England, help!
England: Okay, escape plan beta.
Spain: Gotcha.
[England blows whistle, fan girls look at him for a moment and Spain disappears]
Prussia: Hey! Where is he?
England: There he goes! On the verranda!
[Girls run away, England too, but when the door closes, Romano appears behind it. He walks and sees Spain's toes under a curtain]
Romano: Let's see, what could be behind curtain number one? (he says as he pulls the curtain back to expose Spain with his clothes all messed up.)
Spain: Roma!
Romano: It's all right. The sea of raging hormones has ebbed.
Spain: Gee, i-i-it's great to see you. I-I-I missed you.
Romano: (drops down on a couch) So, this is what hero's do on their days off.
Spain: I am no hero...
Romano: Sure you are. Everybody in Greece thinks you're the greatest thing since they put the pasta in the tomato sauce.
Spain: (laughs) I know. It's-it's crazy you know, I can't go anywhere without being mobbed, I mean...
Romano: Ah. You sound like you could use a break. Think your nanny goat would go berserk if you played hooky this afternoon?
Spain: Oh gee. I-I don't know, uh, England's got the rest of the day pretty much booked.
Romano: Ah, England, Shmingland... Just follow me. Out the window, round the dumbells, you lift us up over the back wall and we're gone.
{Evening, outdoors}
Spain: Wow. What a day. First that restaurant by the bay,
Romano: Mmm...
Spain: and then that, that play, that, that Oedipus thing. Man! I thought I had problems.
[Both chuckle and such, two little birds sitting nearby turn into Hungary and Switzerland to speak to Roma]
Hungary: Psst! Stop foolin' around!
Switzerland: Yeah. Get the goods, brother!
[Spain turns back and they turn into birds and tweet innocently]
Spain: I didn't know that playing hooky could be so much fun.
Romano: Yeah. Neither did I? (he says feeling slightly guilty)
Spain: Thanks, Meg.
Romano: Oh... Don't thank me just yet. Oh!
[He falls into Spain's arms]
Spain: Oops, careful.
Romano: Sorry. Weak ankles.
Spain: Oh yeah? Well, maybe you better sit down for a while.
[He carries him over to a bench and they sit down]
Romano: So, uh, do you have any problems with things like... this?
[He stretches his leg and holds his foot right in front of Spain's face]
Spain: Uh...
Romano: Weak ankles, I mean.
Spain: Oh. Uh, no. Not really.
Romano: (moves closer to him) No weaknesses whatsoever? No trick knee?
Spain: Uh...
Romano: (moves even closer) Ruptured... disks?
Spain: No. I'm-I'm afraid I'm, uh... fit as a fiddle.
[He finally stands up from the bench]
Romano: Wonderboy, you are perfect.
Spain: Thanks. [He sends a flat rock jumping on water in a fountain and it breaks the arms off the statue of Venus] Whoops.
Romano: It looks better that way. [He says as he looks it over] No, it really does.
Spain: You know, when I was a kid I, I would have given anything to be exactly like everybody else.
Romano: You wanted to be petty and dishonest?
Spain: Everybody's not like that.
Romano: Yes they are.
Spain: You're not like that.
Romano: How do you know what I'm like?
Spain: All I know is... You're the most amazing person with... weak ankles, I've ever met. [Romano steps back and gets pricked on an arrow of a tiny statue of Amur] Roma, when I'm with you I-I don't feel so... alone.
Romano: Sometimes it's better to be alone.
Spain: What do you mean?
Romano: Nobody can hurt you.
Spain: Roma? I would never ever hurt you.
Romano: And I don't wanna hurt you, so... let's both do ourselves a favor and... stop this... um... before... we...
[Their lips met for the kiss, but the moment before it happens a bright light flashes into their eyes. It's England, on Taurus, impersonating a police helicopter]
England: All right! Break it up! Break it up! Party's over! I been lookin' all over this town!
Romano: Calm down, mutton man! It was all my fault.
England: You're already on my list, sister, so don't make it worse. [Taurus snorts at Romano, he snorts back, turning off the light] And as for you, ya bum, you're gonna go to the stadium and you're gonna be put through the workout of your life! Now get on the bull.
Spain: Okay, okay.
Romano: I'm sorry.
Spain: Ah, he'll get over it.
[He bends a huge tree casually and picks a flower off it, gives it to Romano and kisses him on the cheek]
England: Move! Move, move,move, move, move! Move! (Spain's on Taurus now and they fly away) Whoo! Ya-eee! Hey, watch it, watch it! Whoo! Watch it! Keep your goo-goo eyes on the [A branch finally hits England and he falls on the ground] That's it. Next time, I drive.
[Romano sits alone and smells the flower]
Romano: Oh. What's the matter with me? You'd think a guy would learn...
(sings)
If there's a prize for rotten judgment
I guess I've already won that
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history been there, done that.
Nodics: Who d'ya think you're kidding? He's the Earth and Heaven to you. Try to keep it hidden, honey we can see right through you.
Romano: Oh, Nooooohoooohoooooo.
Nordics: Boy, you can't conceal it
We know how you feel and
Who you're thinkin' of
Romano: Oh-no, no chance, no way, I won't say it, no, no.
Nordics: You swoon, you sigh, why deny it, uh-oh?
Romano: It's too cliche, I won't say I'm in love.
Nordics: Shoo-doo, shoo-doo, oo-oo-oo.
Romano: I thought my heart had learned its lesson. It feels so good when you start out.
Nordics: Ahhhhh...
Romano: My head is screaming get a grip, boy. Unless you're dyin' to cry your heart out, ohhhoooo.
Nordics: You keep on denying
Who you are and how you're feelin'
Baby we're not buyin' hon,
We saw you hit the ceilin'
Face it like a grownup, when you gonna own up that you
Got
Got
Got it bad
Romano: Oh, no chance, no way, I won't say it, no, no.
Nordics: Give up, but give in, Check the grin, you're in love
Romano: This scene won't play, I won't say I'm in love
Nordics: You're doing flips, read our lips, you're in love. Shoo-doo, shoo-doo
Romano: You're way off base, I won't say it.
Nordics: She won't say in love.
Romano: Get off my case, I won't say it.
Nordics: Boy, don't be proud, it's okay, you're in love.
Romano: Oh... At least out loud I won't say I'm in love...
Nordics: Shoo-doo, shoo-doo, shoo-doo, shoo-doo. Sha-la-la-la-la-la Haaaa.
[Austria appears]
Austria: Hey, what's the buzz, huh, Roma? What is the weak link in the Wonderboy's chain?
Romano: Get yourself another guy, I'm through.
Austria: I'm sorry. Do you mind runnin' that by me again? I must have had a chunk of brimstone wedged in my ear or something.
Romano: Then read my lips! Forget it!
Austria: Roma, Roma, Roma, my sweet deluded little minion. Aren't we forgetting one teensy-weensy, but ever so crucial little, tiny detail? [He bursts into flame] I own you!
[England comes too his senses on the ground nearby]
England: Oh. I got another horn here...
Austria: (to Roma) You work for me!
England: That kid's gonna be doin' laps for a month.
Austria: If I say, "sing", you say, "hey, name that tune" If I say, "I want Wonderboy's head on a platter" you say...
Romano: Medium or well done.
England: Oh! I knew that dame was trouble. This is gonna break the kid's heart.
Romano: I'll work on that.
[England runs away]
Austria: I'm sorry... You hear that sound? That's the sound of your freedom fluttering out the window forever.
Romano: I don't care. I'm not gonna help you hurt him.
Austria: I can't believe you are getting so worked up about some guy.
Romano: This one is different. He's honest, and-and he's sweet...
Austria: Pleaaase!
Romano: He would never do anything to hurt me.
Austria: He's a guy!
Romano: Besides, oh, oneness, you can't beat him. He has no weaknesses, he's gonna...
Austria: I think... he does, Roma. I truly think... he does.