Think... Think... THINK!!! C'mon me think!?! Urgh!? I give up... I'll never have a good story part if I don't have any ideas at all... *sulks at the corner* I need ideas... I need ideas... I need ideas... *keeps chanting it over and over again*
Italy: Huh~ Mari san... Why are you sulking? Ve~ *eats his pasta*
Italia san... Can I have pasta?
Italy: Sure why not... Ve~
Aomine: *laughs* Heh! Now who's the idiot now?
Shut up before I do something to you! [Don't get the wrong idea. I didn't meant that...]
Aomine: What are you gonna do? Punch me? Oh~ Scary~
*dark aura* *smiles innocently but the true meaning of that smile means death* Ao-mi-ne-kun~ Are you wishing for your deathwish?~ *brings out Japan's katana*
Aomine: No... But I'm wishing for you to stop... It's scary ya'know... *terrified*
Japan: Hey...! Where's my katana? I need that! *searches for it*
I don't care if I'm scary or not... All I want to is for you to... *puts back katana and brings out a scythe* DIE!!! *starts chasing him*
Aomine: Kyaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Oi Tetsu! Don't just sit there and pet your dog! Help me!
Kuroko: No.
Aomine: Waaaahhhh!?! You're so mean!!!
Kuroko: You're annoying like Kise-kun...
DIE!!! *caught him and starts to attack him*
Aomine: *tries to dodges me but failed* Nooooooo!!!!!!!!
Kuroko: And that's how Aomine-kun died... *looks at Aomine* Don't worry. I'm going to visit your funeral, I promise.
The rest of the GoM except Aomine: Yes. Me too.
Aomine: I'm not dead yet ya'know! I only have broken limbs and a broken arm...
Well you should be thankful that I didn't killed you completely cuz of Mother Akashi... If I had killed you right now I would be really happy that you, the idiot-ganguro-kerosuke is gone. *sighs* I'm so displeased...
Akashi: *brings out chainsaw out of nowhere* What did you call me?
Uhhhhh..... I said... ummm... E-emperor A-akashi... [Where the hell did that chainsaw came from!?]
Akashi: *put downs chainsaw* Good.
Anyways please give me ideas. I really need it. Just not yaoi or something related that cuz I'm not good at writing those. I'm just good at writing like you're readin' right now. That's all. *waves* Goodbye!
All: Sayonara!
England: Would you like some of my homemade scones?
Oh hell no! *throws a metal trashcan at him*
THE END~