Scotland: My anaconda don't-
England: No.
Scotland: My anaconda don't-
England: Oh god, please no!
Scotland: My anaconda don't want no independence unless you got brows, git!
'Murica: Does he got dem brows?
Prussia and Denmark: He dooo~
England: You're still not independent.
Scotland: I know, I voted ;-;
England: Why did my bæ bring up my brows?
'Murica: Wut? 0.0
Iceland: I might blow up.
World: o.o
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Noooo!
Norway: Icey, you attention whore.
Finland: *le gasp* Norway!
Sweden: Bro got- I mean that was rude.
'Murica: Pewdiepie?
Sweden: ... No.
World: *goes back in time to avoid pointless drama and conflict and shit*
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I'm so tired right now. Yesterday I was stuck at school for an hour because I stayed in Spanish class too late and missed my bus. Then I left my book in my teacher's class (the book I write my cracks in during class) and I got my social studies teacher to help me find someone to unlock the room.
I got it back and the next chapter will be me googling and answering things.
Before I do that, I will watch Kingsley because he usually brings out the inner judgmental, awesome, funny, and cursing me. You will all enjoy it, I promise.
Vote and comment as always.
Brofist from Sweden!
Ps. It was about time I brought these subjects together in a (ratchet) crazy chapter. Your welcome.
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Hetalia CRACKTASTICNESS!
FanficJust read the title. It's just Hetalia Crack! Or is it... Er, I think it is. *Updates are random*
