Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

"THANK YOU WELCHES GOD OF THUNDER AND JELLY AND JAAAM~!... Or something like that." ~ Dane Cook

APHAPHAPH

"Now that one of the cells are ready... Who should we put in it?"

"Does it matter anymore? Um, let's say... The... English man. He seems to be mad at everyone all the time..."

"Okay. Whatever..."

"Huh...?" England mumbled in surprise when he was lifted up and over one of the guard's shoulders. "What is going on?"

"Good morning..." England was carried up stairs and out of the prison, where the sun blinded him.

"How long have I been down there for? Ah... Where are we going?"

England was carried not too far away from the first prison, but back down underground again in a different, empty cell. The ropes were cut for him so he could use his limbs again. The guard left the cell so he could lock England in there alone without saying a word.

"Wh...What?" England was confused, to say the least, but he knew that the guard couldn't understand him, nor could he understand the guard.

Romano was forced on Turkey's lap. Everyone else was either asleep, locked in a room, or in Greece's case, outside and sleeping with cats.

"Why can't you just get Greece to keep you company?"

"Yer cuter, smaller, less lazy, an' most of all, I'm still workin' on ya'."

"What?"

"Yer still not broken. I'm gonna break ya', even with Francis around, and without having to use ya' brother fer threating..."

"Fuck you."

"That's what I'm talkin' 'bout..." Turkey grabbed Romano's ahoge in two fingers, making him gasp quietly.

"Don't-" Romano had to hide his face from the servants walking around.

"Don't, what?"

"L-Let go..."

"No." Turkey started tweaking the stray hair.

"S-Stop, please..." Romano bit back a moan. "...Master, please... Stop..." He started panting. "Please..."

Turkey chuckled. "It's ta' bad that yer my slave then fer ya', evet?"* He kissed Romano's neck behind his mask.

"Please... Not in front of people..."

"Then I'll take ya' ta' the bedroom..."

"A-Aren't we supposed to eat soon...?" Turkey's stopped playing with Romano's ahoge, and instead wrapped it around Romano's waist.

"Yes, we are..."

"...What about Francis?"

"He's not allowed ta' eat anythin'. He can only drink water, an' that's it."

"And Feliciano?"

"He was busy makin' me money last night, so I'm givin' him the day ta' rest. He'll eat wheneva he wakes up."

"Oh... So he agreed..."

"Yes, he did... He seemed okay with it, actually..."

"Oh..."

"'Food's here."

"What?" There were several plates that was set down in front of them. "Oh..." He reached for the silverware, but his wrist was snatched.

"Don't worry 'bout that. I'll feed ya'."

"I think I'd rather starve."

"How cute. Eat, Lovino." Turkey brought a fork of food up to his mouth. "Eat it, if ya' don't wanna get punished fer not eatin'." Romano stared at the fork. He slightly opened his mouth to accept the food. "Good boy."

"F-Fuck you..." Romano whispered.

"Well, I will... "Fuck ya'," that is..." Turkey took his other hand to palm Romano's groin. "...I'll wait after we eat, of course."

"S-Stop... Just... Let me eat..."

"Just a minute ago ya' said that ya' rather starve..."

"Please, let me eat! I'll let you feed me..."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry, I am... Just... Please..." Turkey's fingers brushed against Romano's groin again.

"Yer hard..."

"That's because you're touching me! Stop it!" Romano's voice squeaked. "Please..."

"Yer goin' ta' give yer body ta' me without a fight after dinner..."

"Yes, whatever! Whatever you say! Just, please... Let me eat without hands molesting me!"

Turkey pulled down his face-mask and smiled. "Good boy... Yer bein' real good ta'day." Romano whimpered. "Yer mouth need some work still, but it's gettin' a lot betta'..."

"I just want to eat..."

"Of course..."

Romano sat on the bed and waited for Turkey's wandering hands again, but they didn't come yet.

"I'm gonna check on Francis first. Don't banged on the door again- I'm gonna lock it so ya' can't get away." Romano nodded to show that he understood. Turkey left and he heard the lock being put in place.

"Take your time."

Turkey knocked on the door. "Francis?" He opened the door to see France staring at him. "Are ya' thirsty?" France shook his head. "Do ya' need ta' go ta' the bathroom?" France looked down, closed his eyes, and nodded.

France was released from the bed. Turkey had to help him up and lead him inside of the bathroom. France, already knowing that Turkey wasn't going to leave, pulled down his pants. He could feel Turkey's gaze as he went to the bathroom in front of him in embarrassment.

"Ya' did this ta' yerself..." France only nodded.

APHAPHAPH

Zelda~!

I forgot the sensor thingy on top of my T.V... I brought my entire fucking system to my mom's to play Zelda there, JUST to forget the MOST IMPORTANT THING other than the system itself!