This is a conversation between Norway and yourself, Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams.
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: *Violently rubbing the stain out* Oh shit.
Norway: ... The clothes washer is right there man.
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: But then i'd have to take my shirt off
Norway: Oh...
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: But...Like....If you don't mind....
Norway: I wouldn't, I guess. Hey, you wouldn't if you went to a sauna with Fin often,
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: Okay. If you insist *He takes off his shirt to reveal hard chiselled abs and a dangerously hairy chest*
Norway: ... -le poker face-
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: *He puts the shirt in the washing machine*
Norway: ... Well now that's done... Can you get another shirt...? -stares at abs-
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: I don't think I have one
Norway: Wait, you don't...?
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: I sold all my shirts for drug money
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: And by drugs I mean maple syrup.
Norway: You gotta be joking...
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: Daddy needed his fix
Norway: Who?
Stained Shirt!Matthew Williams: Me. I'm daddy.
Norway: Okay....?
Norway has left the conversation.
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Crack Smut and ShamChats
FanfictionWas originally "terrible crack smut" but is now the sequel to "Book of Hetalia Mostly" Random crack scenes as well as ShamChats and tiny side notes. Enjoy! -Shick
