Just makeing this one-shot for the fun of it. Dont judge. ou Russia and I will find toi and eat your soul. Thats prittey much it.................................. SO DEAL WITH IT
Warnings: Mabie some mild language, Odd pairing.... And for all toi lawers out there who spend your time looking for disclamers on every fanfiction in the webernetz, i do not own Hetalia
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The Prussian muttered to himself, paceing the room- Wait, no make that basement. "How dare they ignore the awesome me! Who do they think i am! I AM THE AWESOME ME!!!" He ranted to himself, makeing the room shake slightly when he yelled about his awesomeness.
"SHUSH IT" A booming voice yelled above him, after shouting out some verry colorful words of corse.
"Sorry Bruder!" He shouted back, ignoreing his younger brother slightly. "How dare they say im not a nation!" He went back to his ranting, only a little quieter this time to avoid being shouted at.
"I guess ill call Francis" He picked up his phone dileing the number slowly, takeing his time to not mess up the simple number.
"The Frenchy with the beautyful 'air is not here right now probibly due to shoping for roses~ They dont grow on trees toi know~ Well leve a message after the beep and my beautyfulness might call toi back."
A french voice spoke over the phone
"Then ill call Antonio" The Prussian decided, typeing in a number as he did before.
"Hola Amego! How are you? Well im not here to awnser my phone right now! So leve a awnser after the beep~ Hey, Roma! How do i stop this message~?"
"YOU IDIOT!!!! LET ME DO IT"
The message ended with some angry shouting and the fizz of static.
Prussia gave an annoyed sighed and looked trough his contact list.
"Theres hungry.... Austria... Italy... Poland..? Well i dont know how he got on here, but hes never buisy! He has no friends!"
He dialed the number
"Hey! Like i totaly cant be here, but i doubt toi deserve my fabulous presence anayway! So like totaly leve a message, and the me will like totaly reply to you! So like totes bye~!!!"
Russia scrolled trough the rest of his contact liste
"Well... Thats everyone... Heeeeeeeey! Kesesesesesese! What is that!" He looked at the contact on his phone listed "My Number" and clicked on it.
"Hello! I am the awesome me!!"
He yelled into the phone
"Hello! I am the awesome me!!"
It echoed exitedly
"KESESESESE! Germany is a idiot!"
"KESESESESE! GErmany is a idiot!"
It mocked along, the odd laugh echoing slightly, even after it stoped.
"Prussia!!! toi are so Awesome! I l’amour your awesomeness!!! WILL toi MARY ME toi BEAUTYFUL PRUSSIAN?!?!?!"
"Prussia!!! toi are so Awesome! I l’amour your awesomeness! WILL toi MARY ME toi BEAUTYFUL PRUSSIAN!"
It coppied him exactly.
"I WILL MARY toi PRUSSIA!!! toi ARE SO AWESOME NO SUCH AWESOMENESS CAN COMPARE ou COMPREHEND!"
"I WILL MARY toi PRUSSIA!!! toi ARE SO AWESOME NO SUCH AWESOMENESS CAN COMPARE ou COMPREHEND"
"Vhat in the l’amour of liverwurst are toi DOING"
Germany yelled from the doorway.
"IM ENGAGED" Prussia yelled back laughing uncontrolibly
"KESESESESESESESESESESESESESESESESE"
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"I l’amour you!! toi are my only friend!"
"I l’amour you!! toi are my only friend!"
The phone echoed Germany's voice.
"W-wha! G-germany!"
A certan italian who had just walked into the room stammered, before running out, crying at the haut, retour au début of his lungs.
"Wait! Italyyyyyyyyy" the German yelled after him.
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Later that day, Romano had to enroll his brother in therapy..... and cook him some pasta.
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Ya like? I hopes ya do! it was so fun to make! Mabie someday ill get ten fans~ DERP
Warnings: Mabie some mild language, Odd pairing.... And for all toi lawers out there who spend your time looking for disclamers on every fanfiction in the webernetz, i do not own Hetalia
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The Prussian muttered to himself, paceing the room- Wait, no make that basement. "How dare they ignore the awesome me! Who do they think i am! I AM THE AWESOME ME!!!" He ranted to himself, makeing the room shake slightly when he yelled about his awesomeness.
"SHUSH IT" A booming voice yelled above him, after shouting out some verry colorful words of corse.
"Sorry Bruder!" He shouted back, ignoreing his younger brother slightly. "How dare they say im not a nation!" He went back to his ranting, only a little quieter this time to avoid being shouted at.
"I guess ill call Francis" He picked up his phone dileing the number slowly, takeing his time to not mess up the simple number.
"The Frenchy with the beautyful 'air is not here right now probibly due to shoping for roses~ They dont grow on trees toi know~ Well leve a message after the beep and my beautyfulness might call toi back."
A french voice spoke over the phone
"Then ill call Antonio" The Prussian decided, typeing in a number as he did before.
"Hola Amego! How are you? Well im not here to awnser my phone right now! So leve a awnser after the beep~ Hey, Roma! How do i stop this message~?"
"YOU IDIOT!!!! LET ME DO IT"
The message ended with some angry shouting and the fizz of static.
Prussia gave an annoyed sighed and looked trough his contact list.
"Theres hungry.... Austria... Italy... Poland..? Well i dont know how he got on here, but hes never buisy! He has no friends!"
He dialed the number
"Hey! Like i totaly cant be here, but i doubt toi deserve my fabulous presence anayway! So like totaly leve a message, and the me will like totaly reply to you! So like totes bye~!!!"
Russia scrolled trough the rest of his contact liste
"Well... Thats everyone... Heeeeeeeey! Kesesesesesese! What is that!" He looked at the contact on his phone listed "My Number" and clicked on it.
"Hello! I am the awesome me!!"
He yelled into the phone
"Hello! I am the awesome me!!"
It echoed exitedly
"KESESESESE! Germany is a idiot!"
"KESESESESE! GErmany is a idiot!"
It mocked along, the odd laugh echoing slightly, even after it stoped.
"Prussia!!! toi are so Awesome! I l’amour your awesomeness!!! WILL toi MARY ME toi BEAUTYFUL PRUSSIAN?!?!?!"
"Prussia!!! toi are so Awesome! I l’amour your awesomeness! WILL toi MARY ME toi BEAUTYFUL PRUSSIAN!"
It coppied him exactly.
"I WILL MARY toi PRUSSIA!!! toi ARE SO AWESOME NO SUCH AWESOMENESS CAN COMPARE ou COMPREHEND!"
"I WILL MARY toi PRUSSIA!!! toi ARE SO AWESOME NO SUCH AWESOMENESS CAN COMPARE ou COMPREHEND"
"Vhat in the l’amour of liverwurst are toi DOING"
Germany yelled from the doorway.
"IM ENGAGED" Prussia yelled back laughing uncontrolibly
"KESESESESESESESESESESESESESESESESE"
__
"I l’amour you!! toi are my only friend!"
"I l’amour you!! toi are my only friend!"
The phone echoed Germany's voice.
"W-wha! G-germany!"
A certan italian who had just walked into the room stammered, before running out, crying at the haut, retour au début of his lungs.
"Wait! Italyyyyyyyyy" the German yelled after him.
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Later that day, Romano had to enroll his brother in therapy..... and cook him some pasta.
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Ya like? I hopes ya do! it was so fun to make! Mabie someday ill get ten fans~ DERP
