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Me: OMYGAWD ALLIES AXIS COME HERE! YOU TOO, CANADA. AND KUMA.

America: She's happy. Admins HAPPY!

England: No, she's retarded!

France: Don't say that about her, she's fifteen!

Russia: I hope this is a good reason to interrupt VodRus (Vodka and Russia)

China: Can you please be a bit quieter?

Canada: I-I agree w-with Ch-China.

Kuma: Is Matthew your name? Or is it Mattoo?

Canada: YOU REMEMBERED!

Japan: Carm down, Canada. You're rike Admin.

Germany: This is the worst moment of my life. She's hyper, yet NOT TRAINING.

Italy: Admin....I....can I tell you something?

Me: What? Oh...is it....I KNOW WHAT!!! I FEEL IT TOO.

Italy: Love?

Me: Love? No, I meant, 61+ reads.

Italy: THATS BETTER THAN LOVE!

Japan: Okay then. Umm, are you aware of the HetIta here?

France: HetIta? What ELSE do you ship?

Me: AusHun, CubCan,

France: With YOU.

Me: Oh.

My List Of Hetagirl x Hetalian

1. HetIta
2. JapHeta
3. GerHeta
4. HetUS
5. AusHeta
6. CubHeta
7. Hetealand (me and Sealand - he's only three years younger, COME ON.)
8. ChinHeta
9. Heta1pHeta2p
10. CanHeta

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61 reads. That's freaking awesomer than Prussia. But, I have to say one thing: A thank you.

A thank you to you, Reader-chan/san/whatever.

But, here's the BIG thank you: Freedom_Dancer. Follower-chan.

Thank you Freedom_Dancer ! Really. This book would not have gotten where it is now without you. Comments, votes, your OC Middle Earth (what a good OC idea). This chapter is also dedicated to you. YOU ARE THE REASON THAT THIS IS AWESOMER THAN PRUSSIA!!!

So, yeah. That's the chapter of whatever-san. Not really a chapter. So I will add a chapter at the end of this authors note, which is...right about now.

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Me: Germany, death is at my door.

Germany: What? We have to get you to a gym! Come on! You have NoBenchPressatosis!

Me: I think I'll just...answer it...

Germany: NO! What am I supposed to tell Italy???

Me: Hey, death! Want something to drink?

Death: No thank you. I just came to say hi.

Me: Would you like to meet the OC crew?

Death: Sure!

Me: Okay!

Middle Earth: You're an OC that isn't in the earth, me! Oh wow that sounded so messed up. I will ask Vira - AH ANOTHER ONE - to rewrite my script.

Vira: No. I hate writing. And, hi, Death. Let's go in a K1 together! Are you in the u15 group? I'm 14.

Death: Sorry Vira... I'm in U13.. Im 13.

Vira: We can fit you into U15!

Alberta: Ummmm am I supposed to say hi or hello? WHAT DO I DO, DEATH IS YOUNGER THAN ME!

Me: So am I..

Alberta: YOURE BY SEVEN MONTHS, SHES BY LIKE THREE YEARS.

Manitoba: Another one? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

Death: Right...hi Squidward.

Merritt Island: Hi Death. Can we be friends? I'm Vira's age, btw, so we don't go to school together :(

Death: Oh well, next year we will.

America: BABOOM I CAME!

Me: you're not an OC.

America: This was lame, though. WHO WANTS BURGERS?

Me: I need to change your lines.

*changes lines*

America: Dude. No one is getting burgers. WHY???

Me: Look at the lines.

America: *looks at lines* DUDE. YOU CHANGED BURGER TO BOOGER.

England: So?

America: Iggy...can you ask them to eat burgers? They can be British.

England: Good idea, Alfred! I mean, my burgers taste good!

Everyone: *puking*

Vira: What is wrong with you?

England: WHAT? burgers are among our finest gourmet meals. We have lobster, crab, and---

*realizes accent sounds like boogers instead of burgers*

England: Fuck you.

France: I will onhonhon

England: Uh-oh.

You (person, not reader though): Stop it, France! I'm with Spain! Stop it!

France: Awwwwww... I'll never find love. I NEED SOMETHING THAT CAN HELP ME FIND LOVE.

Me: I got you a gift. Here's a GPS.

France: To find love... That's ridiculous, Hetagirl.

Love: Hi Francis.

France: OHMYGOSH YOU HELPED ME FIND LOVE I LOVE YOU HETAGIRL!

Love: But- *leaves*

France: HETAGIRL... can you get me another GPS so I can find my knife?

Me: Okay.....here....

MyKnife: What's up,, dudes? I'm from Montana. Cool, right?

France: I hate you.

You: BUT--

France: NOT YOU... WHY???

Wy: What now?

France: *leaves*

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