Hola Papi
It's me Nicaragua! I heard that you have a really bad cold. El bastardo de Americano better get his damn ass in gear. I don't want mi Papi staying sick. And I know you've scolded me about my cursing habit, but I blame the fact that you let me hang around Romano so much. Also, I sent gallo pinto and tortillas with this letter. I hope it fares the trip well. And can you get Honduras tp stop stalking me? I found a videocamera in the shower... ANYWAY, when you get better please come visit! It's been a while since I've had paella. And I miss you!
Te amo papi,
Nicaragua (Luisa Rodriguez)
Luisa,
Hola, hola, hola~! I'm getting better, slowly but surely. Romano's been a blessing these past few weeks. And don't go blaming America…it's not all his fault…just most of it. I'll try not to be sick for much longer…but I can't really control that, now can I?
Eh, my cursing is no better, so who am I to say anything? I'm an awful Papá, aren't I? Romano does have a sailor's mouth…maybe he's rubbing off on me as well…hmmm…that would explain all the recent swearing.
Ahh, the comida fared the trip fine. Muchos gracias; though…I haven't been eating much so it'll probably be devoured by Romano and Francis.
Honduras is stalking you? Oh my…I'll deal with it, now worries there.
I'll come visit as soon as I feel up to it, and of course, I'll make you paella. It's my specialty, after all. I miss you too, sweetheart.
Te amo
Papá España
…Sniff…as much as I'd love to travel to Nicaragua, still no America. WHERE ARE YOU, ALFRED?