Summer: OKAY! Here is the next chapter since miss/mr-looks over to reviews- Nika565 so kindly reviewed. So due to my nice chat with her/him your getting two more chapters so thank her/him.

Luna: Ahem?

Summer: Yes?

Luna: The disclaimer?

Summer: Oh yeah! I do not own Hetalia-

Luna: And much to my dismay neither do I...

Summer: Too the story!

It was summer time and you stared at the ice cream truck hungrily as the ice cream man handed out ice cream. Okay maybe the ice cream wasn't the only thing you were staring at.

Your friend, Mia, giggled.

"What?" you asked.

She giggled some more. "_, we come out here everyday when the ice cream truck comes and NEVER get ice cream."

"Because-"

Mia sighed, "I know, I know. You haven't gotten your allowance yet and it would be unfair if I got ice cream without you."

You frowned at your friend and went back to your "star-gazing".

Your friend brought out her notebook and began to write down several things in a language foreign to you. French.

You stared more at the ice cream man after a new group of kids came. It was getting hotter.

"Thats it! I'm using my money to buy you and I ice cream its too hot out here!" Mia dug out money from her blue jean short's pockets.

She murmured numbers in French as she counted out the money.

The reason why your friend knew French was because she was currently studying there. But for the summer she came back to America to see you and some of her American family... But mostly to see you.

She had long dark brown hair that was frizzy-ish that she always kept in a braid. Chocolate eyes that were always full of life and pink glasses that outlined them. She was rather tall for her age and had a nice figure.

Sweat slowly trickled down her face as she finished counting the money.

"That is enough for both of us and something to share!" she grabbed your hand and you raced toward the truck.

The ice cream man had flowy blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and just little scruff on his chin.

Your friend immediately ordered in French which confused you.

"Mia, I don't think-"

You were cut off when the ice cream man replied back in French. Your friend turned to you with a smirk.

You waited a little while before finally the two stop talking in your now least favorite language, French.

"Thank you Francis!" Mia yelled to him as you two walked off.

"Your welcome!" Francis chimed back.

Mia then remembered something.

"_, I left my wallet there could you go get it?" Mia asked worriedly.

"Uh sure..." you said walking back.

You walked back just as Francis got out. It seemed as though he was now on break.

"H-hello ummm..." You stuttered.

"Miss _, you can call me Francis~" He said taking your hand delicately and kissing it.

You blushed and managed out, "I'm looking for my friend's wall-"

That is when you realized it. Mia never had a wallet.

Francis smirked, "I asked her to say that so I could get some alone time with you~"

He walked around you and then grabbed you from behind. He lowered his head to your ear and whispered seductively, "So _,how do you like to eat your ice cream?"

Summer: Hope you liked it! I know it was short but you know whatever!

Luna: -reads last part of story and has a epic nose bleed-

Summer: Why does my helper have to be an epic fangirl?

Luna: -nose still bleeding- PLEASE REVIEW! ALL REVIEWS ARE ACCEPTED!

Summer: Bye~