1001 lovers (Hetalia x reader)

Truth or Dare, again, except better.

Hey!  I have another chapter here, and I am REALLY EXCITED ABOUT IT.  It will (hopefully) be amazing. 

Oh, and please watch the video I put at the top of the screen.  I dare you to. *Shia LaBeouf walks in* "Just. Do. It."

Ok, that's it all I have to say. And as always, hope you enjoy!

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Who could be knocking on the door?  Everyone got aboard the boat, or so you thought.  Perhaps Cyprus was "accidentally" locked outside and has been trying to get in this whole time, and nobody noticed.  It wouldn't be much of a shock if that's so.

You start towards the door,  wondering who is going to be on the other side.  The handle turns and wind causes the door to almost fly open.  When you see the face on the other side, you wish the cold breeze would slam it back shut.

"What are you doing here?  You think we'll welcome you inside after you kidnapped us and locked us in a dusty old basement,?" you shout.

It's the guy in the keffiyeh, one of the two pirates.  Instead of kidnapping you or sassing back, he puts his hands together as if he is pleading desperately to go inside.   The expression he wears is begging for forgiveness, and the look on his face is telling you that he has been through something terrible.  But puppy dog eyes won't work on you.

"Sorry," you say dryly, as you pull the door halfway closed.  The thing that stops you from completely closing the entrance is a hand on your shoulder.

"It's okay," Greece yawns.  "He won't do anything, he's good.  If you see a guy in a mask, though, don't let him in."

"But he-Were you not just there when-How do you-"

You look up at Greece like he is crazy, and he asks, "You trust me, don't you?"

That face, you just can't say no to it.  You sigh.  "I trust you."

The guy in the keffiyeh nods his head to you in gratitude, and runs inside.

"How have you been, Egypt?" Greece plops back on the couch next to you. 

The guy known as "Egypt" strikes a series of sassy poses.  He shifts the weight in his hips from left to right, rolls his eyes, and does the ultimate sassy snap to finish the phrase.  He doesn't say a word. Greece nods his head in understanding.

"I see.  I'm very sorry about that, Turkey is awful.  You won't have to listen to his snoring anymore now that you're here."

Egypt puts his hands on his hips and does this sassy thing with his eyes.

Greece says, "Wow, that is just terrible."

"Announcement everyone,!" America's total hero voice rings.  "My bro Canada over here missed out on that kick-ass game of truth or dare we played that one time, so we should all play it again!"

"It's alright, America," the timid Canadian whispers.  "We really don't have to play."

"Don't be a party pooper man!  We need to add some spice to this gathering!"

Germany and Switzerland gallop to the window and hurtle through the glass, much to Romania's dismay.  He spent a fortune on those gothic windows, and now they are broken.  With the help of a willing Italy and enthusiastic America, the three retrieve the crabby crabs.

Romania gives the both of the crabby men expensive vintage towels to get the sea water off of themselves.  He won't allow them to take showers, he won't risk his newly updated bathroom and Batman soap.  Although, he does get febreeze and spray a super sized load of it in their direction.