Sup guys!!! I have a couple announcements and some answering questions as countries a while back that I promised. (Only Alex_Beilschmidt and serpentwolfy asked questions but that's ok ;w; XD)
So first of all I really hope you guys are still enjoying my fanfic! I feel as though I might be a little boring later on but have a few perks ;3 anywho I wanted you all to have a say in the next chapters so please comment any ideas you want to see in the future!ALSO
The long awaited PruCan fanfic is out!! YES. I finally started XD If you love PruCan then you can look at my profile or search "Make it Sappy!" Hopefully it will meet y'all's expectations !Σ(◎w◎;)
Short Story Time~! FYI this is in third person.
All of the countries sat in a circle on the floor of America's house, anxiously waiting to play one of America's game called spin the bottle. But instead of everyone playing, Japan and France sat out so they could "host" the game.
"Herro, Japan here." Japan politely bowed, holding a hairbrush as a microphone.
"Oui! Don't forget mwuah!" France slid across the imaginary stage, rose in hand. You could almost see the sparkles he imagined having around himself.
"Can you guys please just get on with the bloody thing? I didn't sign up for this do I really have to?" England scoffed.
"Ya dude!! You're at one of the hero's parties!!! You can't skip out!" America jeered, everyone agreeing with him, putting England under pressure.
"Fine." The Englishman gave in. "Since Hungary refuses to play she gets to ask the first question, then whoever the bottle lands on gets to ask the next question. Got it?" The happy American asked. Everyone nodded in agreement. France spun the bottle in the middle of their circle and it stopped on Germany.
"Ok! First question goes to Doitsu!"
Japan pointed at the sighing German. Hungary quickly ran over to France and whispered something in his ear and handed him a note, giggling on her way back.
"But~! Italy has to read him the question." France wiggled his eyebrows. France walked over to Italy who was sitting next to his brother and Germany. Italy turned his torso away from Germany so he couldn't read it. A confused look arose on the Italians face. Romano read the tiny sheet, "That sounds suspicious." Romano eyed the "potato eating bastard." Germany became very concerned, he had no idea if this was going to be the end of him. Italy cleared his throat, "Germany, what-a are your comics about?" He instantly shot an angry glare at Hungary, who was laughing so hard she was crying and slamming her palm on the table she was sitting at. "Sounds unawesome." Prussia smirked, "But interesting." He added. Germany's face turned a bright red, the pressure was on. He had to answer an embarrassing question in front of all the countries. He slicked his hair back, a habit he had when he was nervous or stressed. "Ve~ Germany you-a write comics?" Italy smiled. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. "Yes, about a man and his great adventures of exploring the vorld." He tried to lie. "Don't lie~" Hungary sang. The countries snickered, they finally had some dirt on the man. His face became flushed again, he wasn't escaping it. All he could do was answer. "Love advice." The huge man blushed. "PFT." Romano tried to hold in laughter but it was futile. Prussia joined him. Germany felt humiliated, he couldn't bring himself to even look at Italy. "Ve~ really?" The peppy italian hugged Germany's arm, "See! I-a know your a soft person under-a all that muscle!" He smiled. "Ja.. Let's move on.." Germany spun the bottle to land on it's next victim,
His brother.
"Prussia." Prussia's eyes egged his brother on, daring him to try him. "Vhat do jou and..." "Canada." The small country reminded him. "Canada, do when jou are alone." His eyebrow rose in amusement. Canada's face turned a bright pink. "Don't say it Prussia." Canada tried to glare at him, but it wasn't menacing like he wanted, rather it was cute. "Kesesese! Vhy not birdie!" "Because it's embarrassing!" "Too bad! Ve hold mini dance parties and sing, and play air guitar, and eventually get tired and snuggle on the floor!" Prussia had a huge on his face, Canada blushing like his darkest secret was revealed. Japan and France sighed. "Oui~ jou guys must be lying." France was unamused. "I von't take his innocence!" He looked at Canada, "Yet." He earned a light slap on the shoulder from Canada. Canada hid his face in Kuma. "Mein turn!" Prussia spun the bottle, and it landed on Spain. Prussia laughed, "Vhy haven't jou serenaded jour little tomato yet? Isn't that jour thing in jour country?" "Sí! Actually I have serenaded Romano, he ended up crying and he even hugged me!" All of the countries gasped. "Is it true Romano-San? You showed such feerings?!" Japan asked like a reporter, shoving the hairbrush/microphone in his face. Romano blushed, "All you had to-a do is answer his question! You-a didn't need that last part!!" He punched Spain in the gut. Air left the Spaniards lungs, leaving him with a breathless, "Love you too Roma." And he laid on the floor cold for a minute.
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Do You Remember? Germany x Italy
RandomI knew when I first opened my eyes who he was. I remembered the promise and farewell all at once. I remembered, but did he? (This will be a fanfic for GerIta! I will try my best for accents, no promises though. I hope you guys enjoy!)