Hetalia Truth or Dare Ch. 5

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

Cherry rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Hey, guys we have more dares and truths."

Prussia groaned. "It's almost midnight."

The countries grumbled and whined as they were woken up.

Aaron huffed and began making coffee and tea. Cherry began reading the truths and dares.

Dare:
England: kiss America for 10 minutes (if you can) at the lips.
America: you can do anyrhing you want to England.
France: eat the most disgusting food in the world every time you say or do something perveted.
Russia: you have to make sure France do his dare. If he din't do it you can hit him, but not so hard.
Canada: say something in Indonesian.
Romano & Spain: dance flamenco and Romao have to wear dress and hels.

Truth:
Belarus: do you love someone else beside Russia?
Romano: how do feel when someone compared you with your brother?
England: why you want to rule the world?
Everyone (and the host): do all of you know Indonesia?

Thats all. I hope you can update faster(-). P. S: I am sorry if my english is bad. And England, you are my favorite character and I always wish I can go to England someday.

Aaron sipped his coffee and smiled. "Your English is awesome!"

Cherry glomped Arthur. "You have another fan!"

England smiled happily.

Cherry pushed him towards America. "Alright, Arthur you must kiss America for 10 minutes."

England blushed while America grinned. Hong Kong scowled while New Zealand pouted. Arthur wrapped his arms around Alfred's neck and kissed him softly. Alfred rubbed the small of Arthur's back. Hungary snapped pictures of the quickly forming make out session.

"America, you can do anything you want to England." Alfred quickly lifted England up bridal style and ran up the stairs.

Cherry squealed and spun around. "Okay, France you will the most disgusting food in the world every time you do something perverted."

France pouted but then creeped behind Taiwan.

"Russia, you can hit France if he doesn't obey his dare." Ivan clapped happily then showed a pale Francis his magic cane.

Cherry looked around. "Where's the canuck?"

"Here." Matthew whispered.

Cherry hugged him. "Say something in Indonesian."

"Hoki."

Aaron stepped over a sleeping Turkey and Greece. "Where's Romano and Italy?"

"Here, ve!" Feliciano was carrying a blushing Romano.

Everyone gasped at the figure enhancing red dress Roma was sporting along with black heels. Spain laughed and snatched Romano out of Feli's arms. North Italy scowled at the churro loving nation.

Romano squirmed in Spain's arms. "Let me go tomato bastard!"

Cherry laughed as Wales gave her piggy back ride. Aaron opened his laptop. "Spain and Romano you have to dance the flamenco."

"WHAT?!"

"¡Hurra!"

The lovely, Spanish guitar filled the house. Spain dipped and spun Romano around. The duo made the familiar clicking noises with their feet. The nations couldn't help but clap along. Towards the end of the song Spain kissed Romano's curl. Naturally the Southern Italian blushed at the gesture.

"Yay! That was so sweet! Belarus, do you like anyone besides Russia?"

"No." Belarus then hissed and zipped out of the room.

Russia shivered then clutched Prussia. France then grinned. He groped a startled Ukraine's breasts. The room suddenly dropped to freezer temperature. Aaron shivered. "Who invited General Winter?"

A metal pipe smacked France in the side of face. The force of the attack sent Francis falling to the floor and leaving a dent. Some countries winced while others smirked. Russia smiled cutely and the temperature began rise again.

Cherry sighed. "Great. Now we have to get the surströmming."

Aaron and the Nordics froze. France shakily got up and hid behind Germany. Suddenly everyone began gagging.

Northern Ireland cringed. "What the feck is that?!"

A masked Cherry replied. "Surströmming. One of the smelliest foods in the world."

France shrieked and ran away. Luckily a pissed off Scotland caught him.

"Non! Non!"

"Look the faster you eat this," Scott pointed at the can, "The faster we get this shit out the house."

Nearly country kept far away from horrible smelling substance. Cherry scooped a piece up. Gray juice dripped from the grainy looking noodle. France started squirming like crazy in Scotland's grip. "Shite! Wales help meh."

Wales, still in a tenth doctor outfit, came over helped Scotland restrain France.

"3-2-1." Cherry stomped hard on Francis' foot causing yelp then shoved the fork into his open mouth. France's eyes watered and darkened.

"France?"

Silence.

Cherry and Wales stared at the frozen country. Scotland shook him. "Oi, France!"

Aaron pulled the Frenchman down into a crisscross apple sauce position and placed a cup of coffee in front of him. "I hope we didn't kill him."

Cherry shrugged and tossed the extremely smelly meal out the window. "Switzerland get a flame thrower and burn that thing." He grabbed said weapon and went outside.

"Romano, how do you feel when compared to your brother?"

"Sometimes I get annoyed but usually I feel fine."

Feliciano smiled and hugged him. "Ve!"

"England, why do want to rule the world?"

Alfred came down the stairs carrying a sleeping England.

Aaron rubbed a sobbing France's back. "I don't think he'll be answering."

"Alright, does everyone know Indonesia?"

The countries nodded. Russia smiled. "She is a very beautiful nation and a great friend!"

Aaron pointed to the country on a globe. "Yeah she has a ton of islands."

Cherry read next truths and dares.

I'm back with more! Don't worry its safe

Truth
America, hate to tell you this but she's real!
All, what are your thoughts about your 2ps
Russia, who was Anastasia? I never heard of her
Italy, did you like the dance?
Japan, so what did you think about the abridged anime?

Dares
Canada, do a rage moment
Italy, watch hetalian crown- painted flowers...so sad...
Romano, do what I said Japan to do
Austria, play moonlight sonata
All, watch soul eater and hetalia crossover

Cherry grinned. "Alright, first thing first. America, the doll's real."

Alfred screamed, scaring England awake.

"What do you all think of your 2ps."

Some nations shivered. Mexico shivered. "2p Canada is scary."

Spain paled slightly. "So is 2p Italy."

Cherry hugged Russia. "Who was Anastasia?"

Ivan frowned sadly. "She was a very sweet girl who was assassinated."

Prussia hugged Russia too causing him to blush.

"Italy, did you like the dance."

Feliciano smiled and hugged Spain. "Sí."

Aaron and Japan were playing Mario Kart again. "Hey Kiku, what did you think of the abridged anime."

With hot venom seeping from his voice, Japan answered. "I hate it."

Several countries scooted back.

"Canada do a rage moment."

Matthew sighed. Alfred laughed. "Dude, that's it?"

Canada's relaxed outfit became a plaid shirt with slightly ripped jeans and boots. He looked like a badass lumberjack. With alarming speed, Canada tackled America to the floor. He got up and glared murderously at nearly everyone.

"YOU ALL ARE ─

The following section of this story has been deleted due to explicit language (Moose shit, bitch squealer, pussy loving dildo, etc), violence involving hockey sticks and frozen maple syrup, sexual activity including a blushing Spaniard in a maid's outfit, and a polar bear forgetting his master's name again.

Cherry, Russia, Prussia, and Aaron peeked from behind the couch. "That was freaking terrifying."

Aaron nodded, he slowly got up. "Okay, Italy watch hetalian crown-painted flowers."

Italy happily accepted the iPad and clicked on the video. It wasn't long before the pasta loving nation was crying. Romano comforted his fratello.

"Austria play Moonlight Sonata."

Austria sat at a piano.

Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Where did that come from?"

"The wall." Cherry pointed at a piano shaped hole.

Amazing music began filling the house. Countries began pairing with each other and started dancing. Cherry and Wales began popping popcorn. Aaron stopped dancing with New Zealand.

"Why're you making popcorn?"

"After watching the Hetalia+Soul Eater Crossover, we're gonna watch Victor/Victoria."

"Cool."

The countries gathered around the smart tv watched as Soul Eater versions of themselves look bad ass in all forms.

Review please and leave truths and dares.

(I used Google Translate.)