Aurthor's Note: Okay, there's probably a lot of things that I forgot to mention in my last story. First, no the stories are not connected; they're one-shots. However, if myself or reviewers think that a story lacks an ending or feel like there needs to be more, I will write a companion story for it. Second, I'll try to write all the pairings that the reviewers suggest; so be sure to review. Oh, and one more thing, I might change something in the suggestions. (Example: instead of Liet being a kitty, I made him a puppy.) ((I'm sorry! T-T))

I think I had a little too much fun writing Poland that I probably left out Liet. I'm sorry, but I think it's still good. =] Oh, would it be Feliks's or Feliks' ? (I thought it would be weird since you use s' when there is more than one suject, so I used the former. Is that correct?)

Warnings: Cute puppy!Liet, Feliks (he's a warning alone), Puppy!Baltic Nations, and Scary Ivan (When is he not scary?).

Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia or it's characters.

Feliks's Puppy

Feliks looked through the store windows, the cute outfits catching his attention. He sighed as he walked past them.

"Like, window shopping isn't like fun." Feliks said to himself. "Not without someone, like, with you."

Feliks walked past a store, not even paying attention to the contents behind the glass. However, when he heard a child say something about a cute puppy, Feliks walked back to the window.

"Like, the kid wasn't lying…" Feliks thought as he gazed at the three puppies on display.

However, his thought went away when he inspected the puppies. The blonde one looked like it was do something, Feliks wasn't sure what. "Is he, like, planning his escape or what?"

Feliks looked at the little light blonde puppy. It was looking at the little boy and barking excitedly. Suddenly, the little puppy started shivering uncontrollably and retreated to a corner near the other blonde puppy. "Wow, like, is he okay?" Feliks thought as he looked at the puppy's facial expression.

"Like, they have some messed up puppies for sale." Feliks thought as he turned his attention to the last puppy.

The last puppy was a bit odd, but odd in a good way. Unlike his brother's, the last puppy was brown and seemed a bit normal. The puppy looked at Feliks and wagged his tail. Feliks blushed a bit. "I must have that puppy!" A motion caught Feliks's attention, causing him to look through the glass into the actual store.

Feliks's facial expression hardened, turning to hatred and disgust, as he saw the one person in the whole world that made him sick… Ivan Braginsky. Ivan looked at Feliks, smiling while making a waving gesture; Feliks glared back. He watched as Ivan looked at the puppies, his gaze falling and staying on Feliks's puppy. Feliks glared and ran through the store's open door.

"Excuse me," Ivan asked an employee. "But how-" Feliks ran into Ivan, pushing him out of the way and causing him to hit an empty cage.

The employee stared at what she had just witnessed. "H-how may I help you?" She asked.

Catching his breath, Feliks replied, "Yeah. Like, how much for that little brown puppy?"

The employee looked from the blonde boy to the puppy, who looked as equally frightened. "Um…" The employee tried to remember the price. "Oh! All three are on sale for the same price of 408.2833 Polish Zlotych." (1)

Feliks mentally fell over. "That much for a friggin puppy!?" Feliks looked at the puppy, who was staring at him with curious eyes. "But, like, he's so adorable!" Feliks returned his gaze at the employee. "I'll, like, buy him."

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"You're so cute!" Feliks squeed as he hugged the little puppy closer, as he sat on the floor of his room. "Like, it was a good thing that she gave me a free carrying bag!" Feliks said as he put the puppy on the floor. "Now, what to, like, name you…"

The puppy started walked around, looking at everything in the bedroom. He sniffed at the bottom of the dresser and then moved on to explore some more.

"Hmm…" Feliks thought aloud. "Maybe Sparklez! … No, I think, like, a name a bit more manly would be fitting… Maybe Sparky? Nah…" Feliks wondered aloud as the puppy explored under the bed. "Pooky? No. Shnookums? No! Prince? God no…!" Feliks asked himself.

"Like, oh my gosh! Like, why is it so hard to come up with a cute name?" Feliks screamed, causing the poor puppy to jump. Feliks watched the puppy run around the room, causing a paper to fall and land near Feliks. He looked at it and got an idea. "I know!" Feliks said, excitedly. "I'll call you Liet!"

The puppy's ears perked up.

"Liet!" Feliks called.

Liet ran over to Feliks, and wagged his tail.

"Good boy Liet!" Feliks said as he pet Liet's head. "Now, like, sit, Liet!"

Liet just stood there looked up at Feliks.

"Sit, Liet!"

Liet sat down, looking at Feliks the whole time.

"Good boy, Liet!" Feliks said as he scooped up Liet into his arms. "Now, how about we, like, go shopping?"

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"Like, isn't this fun Liet?" Feliks asked as he put a sailor hat on the poor puppy's head. "Aw! Like, aren't you adorable?" Feliks complimented as he looked at Liet, who was dressed in a sailor outfit. "Like, I'll be right back Liet!"

The puppy watched as his owner walked away to retrieve more cute (embarrassing) outfits for him. Liet looked at his reflection. He looked through the window to his left. He watched the passer-bys. Someone familiar passed by the window, making Liet curious. The person returned to the window, and looked at him.

"I'm, like, back Liet!" Feliks said. He turned his attention towards the window and almost threw the dog brush at it. He glared for the second time that day at the exact same person.

Ivan smiled at Feliks, pointing a finger at Liet, and then back at himself. Feliks pouted and shook his head. Ivan's smile didn't falter, but his eyes gave Feliks an icy glare. Feliks scooped up Liet, who had started shaking a bit, into his arms protectively. After a few more minutes of glaring, Ivan walked away. Feliks stood there, holding Liet, and then sighed.

"Like, it's okay Liet." Feliks said as he pet the frightened puppy. "Like, he's gone and I'm, like, always going to be around to protect you from him."

Liet wagged his tail and licked Feliks's face.

1. Okay, I had to figure out the Polish currency and how much a puppy that costs $125 in American money would be in Polish Zlotych, which came up to 408.2833 (Do you count the last two numbers too? O.o;) And I do not know how the system works so I just kind of guessed it... I'm sorry if it's wrong. ^^;

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