Why the Hell are You Here?

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A/N: Hey guys! I actually have two ideas for this chapter! So, to pick which one to do, I'll write a preview for each chapter and have you guys pick which one you like better. Mk bye!

Preview 1: I woke up and looked around. I saw the stupid German. "Why the hell are you here bastardo, where's my fratello?" I asked hoarsely. He looked at the door expecting Romano. "Over here bastardo." I growled. He looked down at the bed into my cold glaring eyes. He frowned. "That glare isn't great on your face." Germany said. "Well this is the face your gonna have to get used to then cause this is my emotion all the fuckity fuck fuck time now bitch." I said. "Feli ple-" he started I cut him off. "No you no longer can call me that. Just Italy now." I told him acid in my voice. "But Italy," he tried again. "No buts now come here." I commanded. He leaned forward. I gave him a big hard slap upside the head. He held his head. "Vhy Itay Vhy didn't jou tell me jou vere hurt?" Germany asked. "You don't need to know my fucking reason." I said. "But Ita-" he started to say before a nurse came in. "Sir visiting hours are over" She said and continued down the hall. I looked out my window when he left. I leaned back and placed my head on the pilliow. I fell asleep.

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Preview 2: "Feli!" exclaimed a man with blonde hair. I kept staring into space. "Hey Feli!" he repeated. I looked over. "This Feli bitch get over here please so this muscle head 'ill shaddup!" I yelled. The man looked at me. "Your Feli.." The blonde man said. "Oh...Who are you?" I asked. "I'm Germany don't you remember me?" he asked. "No" I replied.....

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