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!

I just heard Kent Williams do Turkey! AAH! *Fangasmexplosioneverywhere*

Later: My boyfriend told me that he got TICKETS TO SEE MSI IN MILWAUKEE!

AAAAAAAAH! I DON'T THINK I CAN FUCKING FOCUS! OH MY GOD!

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Romano got off of the horse and frantically ran down the line of people before the horse even stopped. "Lovino!" Turkey yelled. Romano ignored him and continued going down the line until he saw who he was looking for.

"Lovino? What ar-" Netherlands was cut off when Romano hugged him.

"Dammit... Why did they catch you? Dammit... Dammit..." A couple of pirates started to pry them apart. "No!"

"Wait a minute- let go of them!" Turkey commanded.

"But, sir..."

"But" nothing! I'll just take him, so let the Italian go! Bind the other man and send him to doctor Koray. I want to get him checked out before letting him loose in my house. Cover his mouth with a cloth or something first, of course. Lovino?"

Romano turned to look at Turkey. "Hm?"

"Come here. He's gonna be taken ta' a doctor before joinin' us, jus' in case... Wha' is yer name, anyway, man from Neth'rlands?"

Romano turned to look at Netherlands, curious to what he would say. "My name is Nikolaas Lars Hasbrouck."

"Nik'laas Lars Hasbro'ck..." Turkey repeated. "'Kay then. I'll see ya' prob'ly later ta'nigh'. Come on, Lovi'..."

"I-I guess I'll see you later, then?" Netherlands nodded.

"You should go, though." Romano nodded back before walking towards Turkey's horse. He was helped up by both Turkey and France before they left.

"Come on, now. Doctor Koray is a good doctor. He'll take good care of you." One of the guards watching over the slaves told him, despite the fact that Netherlands couldn't understand him. He still knew where he was getting escorted to, so he let himself be dragged away by the stranger.

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Something sparked in Romano once he got off of the horse. He walked off without saying anything.

"Lovino? Where are ya' goin'?" Romano stopped, but instead of answering the question, he turned around to warn Turkey of something.

"Lars has an addition to... I think cigars, if I remember right... Just so you know. No... Wait... It was... Uh... Um..." He growled frustratingly. "I can't remember... Dammit! It's going to annoy me until I find out! He smokes something, at least! So... Yeah..."

"So he'll be..." Turkey sighed frustratingly. "Great. I really need someone going around while having withdrawel effects..."

"Um..." France spoke up. "Did you have Lennox locked in a room? Couldn't you just keep him in there?"

"That's righ'... I almos' forgot 'bou' that! Thanks fer remindin' me!" He started walking into his home with France following next to him. "Now, if only I knew what he was smokin' b'fer... I'm gettin' too many slaves... Soon, I'll need ta' make a list or somethin'... Maybe I'll roun' all my slaves up on a daily basis or somethin'..." Turkey started muttering to himself.

"I'm Francis."

Turkey raised an eyebrow and looked down at France. "...Wha'?"

"You were saying that you would need to make a list soon, or something... I'm just assuming of all of your slaves, seeing that you said "I have too many slaves" before you started rambling off."

"Oh..." Turkey sighed. "I know who ya' are. I know all 'my slave's name is all. I would be makin' a list of who is who an' any possible... Thing that I would need ta' know, like Lennox and Lars bein' addicted ta' somethin'. Um... Lovino bein' calm around flowers... Jus' notes 'bout each and e'ery one of'em..."

"What the bloody Hell does that mean?" They both stop. "No, I would never do that! Especially not while the he's unconcious!" The two looked into the room the voice was coming from. They saw England's back, but he appeared to be alone... "Of course I hate him, but not that much! You would have to force me to do that!"

"I'm leaving..." France said in a whisper. "I suggest that you do the same..." Turkey nodded and started walking, but while staring at England at the same time, until the wall blocked his view of him.

"Who... Was he talkin'-"

"You don't want to know." France interrupted immediately.

"Is that... A normal thing that happens to him..? I mean... I didn' see, or hear, anyone else..."

"Um, actually... That is kind of normal for him to do..."

"Should I... Send him to a doctor or somethin'?"

France sighed. "Well... Unless tfhat doctor is a professional on english men speaking to imaginary characters... I think some of them comes from various fairy tales... And... And some of them are just fairies... Then yes. You should do that immediately..."

"Well, I can search 'round fer..." Turkey paused to process everything France just said. "Wait- wha'? Wha' was that... And how would you know?"

"He told me about... "Them," once..."

"Is he drunk or somethin'?"

France paused for a second before answering. "...Maybe..."

"Wha'? But... Wh-Who would serve'im that much alcohol? All things of mine containin' alcohol is locked away!"

"It doesn't take much to get him drunk. He probably requested two glasses of wine or something..." It was then, when France put the pieces together. "It suddenly all makes sense! He talks to imaginary things because he's drunk!"

"...Wanna find out fer me?"

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France watched England around the corner. He was still talking to who knows what. He finally walked, looking casual. "Hey there, Arthur~!"

England jumped and turned to look at France. "Oh, it's you."

France sat down next to him. "I need to ask you something... I think I'm going on withdrawels of wine. Do you know how I can get some?"

"Nope. 'Sorry."

France didn't smell anything in England's breath from where he was sitting. "Are... Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Sadiq won't let you have a glass?"

"That's the problem... He will, but there's a two glass limit, and it's not much wine he'll give us..."

"Two glasses of wine should be enough. Lennox had to suffer through the withdrawel effects of smoking almost cold turkey... No pun attended. What? No! I would never- you're so sadistic today, Mr. Unicorn!"

"Um... Okay... Thanks anyway..." France stood up so he could get the Hell out of the room... 'He isn't drunk...'

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/*EXPLODES*

I honestly have no idea what England's uh... "Friends" were saying.

Maybe England has gone crazy because he's "BEEN DENIED. ALL THE BEST. ULTRA SEX!"