Okay I don't even know what this is anymore. When I first started writing this story I wanted it to be a nice little fanfic. Now it is just-My God-HETALIA TRASH ON CRACK.
Also, just want you to know how happy I am that you are reading this right now :). Love y'all.
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The cluster of people have divided themselves into three groups now. One group contains the people who find Sans fascinating (America, Cyprus, and Italy). Another group has the short tempered people who are desperate to leave the boat (Switzerland and his gun, along with Germany). In the third group of people, which you are in, lie everyone who wants to take a nap.
Italy, America, and Cyprus are struggling to get San's head back in place. Instead, they break a few more more bones of his and get even further away from their goal. And, they come across something astonishing.
"Dude, your bleeding,!" America cries. "I thought you were a skeleton!"
"I am a skeleton. A very punny one, too."
Italy and America are freaked out. No, mortified.
"What are we~a~going to do,?!" Italy wonders. "He's bleeding! We need help!!"
There are foot steps coming from the story above. It's probably those stinkin' pirates again. The hatch opens from above and a figure appears beside it.
"Did somebody say blood?"
The person hops down into the dungeon without a sound. He flashes a devilish smile, exposing a sharp tooth that glints in the darkness of the evening.
"Who...are you,?" America asks.
"My name is Romania."
"Woah, dude! You have fangs! Are you a vampire?"
"I am many things."
Romania eyes the headless skeleton, which is pouring out a red substance. He walks over to it and kneels down. Then, he bites the area near the shoulder that's supposedly bleeding. He makes a disgusted expression before spitting out all of the red stuff.
"This isn't blood."
The decapitated Sans head chuckles. "It's ketchup of my own creation. I haven't come up with a brand name for it yet. I'm aiming for something snazzy, like "San's Sans-tastic ketchup"."
"Well, I guess I'll be going now," Romania says, disappointed. "It won't be long before they discover my boat out there."
Germany stands up. "Wait, your not one of the Pirates on this ship?"
"Of course not. I find pirates very un-classy."
"Then you need to take us with you," Spain says.
"But how can we trust him,?" Germany asks. "How can we know that he's not just another one of them?"
"You don't have to trust me." Romania shrugs his shoulders. "I would be uncertain about trusting a complete stranger, also. But, if you want to get out of here, you should join me."
"I don't care if he's a bloody vampire. I am leaving this wretched place at once," Britain declares.
China agrees. "Aiya-All this damp, moldy air is bad for Panda."
As if Panda understood what was being explained, he sneezes. All over Russia.
By this point, everyone is on their feet and ready to bust out of here. Romania smirks again and his unique tooth shimmers.
"Okay, everyone follow me."
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