well, my current excuse for not updating is:

Evs, one of my kittens, died this morning. :( And my family makes me mad. They said they'd get me another cat. I DONT WANT ANOTHER CAT! I WANT EVS!

Sorry for the rant.. ahem..

Here's a chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HETALIA YOU CROSS EYES BAFOONS! MWAHAHA!

Krystine yawned and rolled on her side, bored. She didn't dare come out of her room yet. Too scary. She might be eaten by the cannibals she called her family and... er...units?

...

Anyway, she quickly was bored by Sims, even after getting the "orgy rug" and making random couples. (Which included FrUk, Gertali, Spamano, and countless other couples...)

She glanced at her computer and her eye twitched. Her friends had made themselves on it, and had once-just as a joke, made them makeout. All three of them. And..

Thats what they were doing.

She quickly ran over and shut down her computer,"Even Morgana fricking slashes.."

"kesesesese~ What is this?", She heard from behind her. She turned and blinked.

"What to see my five-"

BAM!

LINE BREAK! AHHH!

BAM!

"What the bloody hell was that?" England looked around.

"Well you see... Krystine hates Prussia with a burning passion that could equal or overcome hell." Dani said, surfing through netflix (do not own, well we have it and OMG HETALIA IS ON IT!) on the tv. "Or that's what i've obtained in knowledge from listening to her ranting and raving about hetalia"

"...Dani you talk weird." Sammie laughed.

"HAHA I know, right? Iggy talks the same way!"

Dani and England both shared looks with each other, obviously communicating one statement... "They are idiots"

This linebreak was brought to you by the letter L. If you are even .000001% chance of being Kira, he will handcuff you to himself...Which may not be such a bad thing..

Krystine glared down at Prussia, who had previously been holding her journal."Do no touch things that are not yours!"

He groaned,"Crazy chick! No wonder..." He smirked,"Because, You like Russia. Crazy must be contagious!" He ran out of there as she glared at his retreating figure.

"D-Damn Nazi!"

this linebreak is brought to you by my assistant, Haruhi. note: Haruhi is my guitar! *tunes guitar*

"So, she called you a Nazi?" Sammie asked, eating peanut butter while laying on the table.

"Ja. And she shot at me."

"Well you did read her journal. Some man that gave his sperm in order to make her, gave her that."

"You mean her Vater?" Prussia looked at the strange girl, with a, well; strange look.

"Yeah! I think.. anyway, he's dead. D-E-A-D!" Unknown to Sammie, Krystine had finally decided to come out of her room.

Krystine's eyes were hardened when Sammie turned,"Hahhaha! H-Hi Kry-Krystine..."

Her eyes narrowed,"D-e-a-d." She smiled sickeningly sweet,"That's what you will be if you don't start running in about, I'd say... 2 seconds."

Sammie quickly took off screaming, while Prussia took her spot.

"Did you not hear me?" Krystine asked glaring at the german. Prussia took off also.

Krystine sat down,"Fucking jerks. No sympathy or even brains for the matter of a fact." She laid her head down on the table, and sighed.

"KRYER! I'M HEREEE!"

Krystine blinked. "Turtle..?" She started to sit up only to be tackled.

"ahh I missed you Kryer! So so so so so so so mu-... Krystine..?"

Krystine looked up, and smiled.

"Why are you sad?", Taylor asked and snuggled her.

"Eww.. you are snuggling my boobs and its awkward. And Samantha was a inconsederate fool again.", Krystine sighed.

Taylor snuggled her more,"Warmth. And don't worry. You can count on me to kick her sorry ass if she ever does it again!" She smiled up at her innocently.

"okay... now..."

"what?"

"CAN YOU GET OFF MY BOOBS?"

"Haha... Sorry." Taylor sat up. Her brown hair was supposed to be hed back by a hairband, but it had fell out in the tussle. It now laid in her eyes, as she attempted to blow it oout of her eyes.

Krystine laughed,"You are so weird. Hey, do you want some normal clothes?"

Taylor glanced down at the white blouse and below knee skirt,"Hello freedom goodbye church girl!" Krystine smiled and led her to her room.

Taylor sat on Krystine's bed, and immediately snuggled the pillow.

"What the fuck are you doing, crazy girl?"

"Your pillow smells soooo goood!"Taylor's voice was muffled by the pillow.

"So you are my stalker now?"

"Dude, I was always your stalker. I just...moved up a rank..", Taylor laughed.

Krystine pulled out a turtle shirt and a pair of bright yellow shorts and tossed them at Taylor,"You are so lucky you are the same size as me.."

"I don't know..."Taylor grinned mischeviously,"I think these are a little big on me.."

Krystine growled playfully,"What was that Churchy?"

"I mean, wow! Its a turtle shirt! YAAAY!"She smiled goofily at her,"I like tuuurtles!"

"We all know, Turtle." Krystine said, ruffling Taylor's hair.

"KRYSTINE! THERE'S A BIG VAN OUTSIDE AND THERES A DUDE IN IT!"

"YOU IDIOT OF COURSE THERE IS! HOW ARE YOU MY SISTER? YOU ARE MENTALLY DEFUNCTIONAL!"

"YA KNOW YOU ARE A TOTAL ASS! THEY SHOULD SEND YOU TO THE POUND!"

"THEY PUT DOWN RABID BITCHES, I WONDER WHY YOU HAVENT BEEN YET!"

Krystine sweatdropped," I see my family is acting normal.."

Suddenly the fighting stopped.

"K-KRYSTINE! WE MIGHT HAVE A PROBLEM!" Sammie shouted.

"Ve~ Do you have any pasta?"

"BASTARDS!"Krystine heard.

"Fuck my life.."

lol happy monday.

How do you like my update schedule? Sundays are my days off. (plus a way for me to write ahead)

But...:3 tomorrow I start my newest story!

And also. I wanted to change the name of this story. Please suggest something! Pretty please? I'm totally lost...

Review?