(Y/n)'s P.O.V
I boredly lied on the couch reading a book while the boys were all talking to some random country. I don't know who they are, they don't look familiar to me at all. "You never know, Italy. Holy Rome could be standing right next to you.~" The country cooed. "Wait, what?" Italy and Germany asked both glancing at each other from the corners of their eyes. I set my book down and watched in amusement.
Slowly a look of shock formed on Japan's face as he finally figured it. "Oh my-" Japan started before he was interrupted by my purposely loud yawn. Even though I'm surrounded constantly by people who swear, I don't like it. So, I always interrupt the person who is about to swear with a yawn or something.
"Wow, you're all really dense." I mocked as I stood up. "I've known this since I first met you idiots." I said crossing my arms and swaying pass them. "Hey! Where-a do you think you're going ragazza*?!" Italy yelled from behind me. "Yeah, jou have to explain this to us!" Germany added. I just sighed and turned around. "No I don't. And I'm going to go find my next victim." I said, whipping out my knife and twirling it in my hand. "Toodle-loo.~" I sang. With that I turned around and swayed out of the room.
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*Ragazza
I'm sorry, I'm such an inactive butt. -Rosa (Amestris)
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FanfictionExactly what the title says. I do not own Hetalia (even though I wish I did) it belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. The stories though belong to me. And you belong to you.