Still February 18, 2016
(How long did I made this shxt? Brrrr shiiiiiizzzz)
~Dancing with... AMERICA & ENGLAND~
America: Yo Emem bae!
Me: Hmmm... yes, Al-friend?
England: Miss glamour, milady...
Me: And you, Arthur too?
America and England: *reaches their hands to her*
SHALL WE DAN-.... O////O Uhhh...
*started to glare daggers at each other*
England: You again, what the hell are you doing in this place, you bloddy git? llB[
America: Fxck come on Iggy dude! I'll just go first becuz I'm the very first one to escort her to the dance floor. Shoo! Go away! X( *tries to kick out Iggy*
England: No wayyy!!! Just get out of me once! I'm the really first one! It's my turn!
America: OR WANNA FIGHT INSTEAD DUDE??? °^°
America and England: *start intense arguing for hours* >///A\\\<
Me: *heavy sigh* Crap. Arguments are my time junks. Brr! =-= *walkout away*
John Paul: So what if guys, you should rather have a dance with both of u instead of producing disputations?
America and England: *jaw dropped* OAO???
~AMERICA dances with ENGLAND~
America and England: *they danced shamefully in the ball*
Promenaders: *giggling hilariously in unison while watching USUK waltzing* .·'¯'(>.<)'¯'·.
America: =///= Goddamn shxt... what was that holy fxcking JP dude thinking of us?
~While... EMEM dances with JOHN PAUL~
John Paul: *watching USUK carefully while cackling in boisterious manner* Ahahahaha! They'll gonna fxcking end up with that!!! XD
Me: Nice one Paul! ^_^ Becuz .... I. SHIP. THEM. Period.
Whoop whoop!!! ^o^
~Dancing with ITALY~
*in a background music of "The Past" by Ray Parker Jr.*
Me: Ciao, Feliciano! I have something to say you. ^-^
Knock-knock?
Italy: (= o =) Si~ Who's there-a?
Me: PASTA
Italy: Mmm... PASTA who?
Me: *singing following the chorus part*
'Cause there's no sense in going over and over
The same things as before,
So let's not bring the PASTA anymore~!
Italy: Grazie for the sweet-a joke, Emem bella! *^_^*
Me: Wew... sorry it's kinda too lame.
So, wanna have some carbonara pasta for the dinner? ^o^
Italy: *raises both arms then spins himself around* YAAAAAYYYY!!!!
THANK-A YOU VERY MUCH-A FOR ANOTHER DINNER WITH-A PASTAAAAAA~!!!!
YOU ARE READING
♣Otor Emem and the Hetalians♣ XD
Random;-; Can't even sleep in extreme randomness shxt... =_='