"His food is so much better than yours."
"Oh shut it"
America smiled as he lifted Romano by his maid costume. Romano was still in it, and he wasn't happy about it.
"What did you do to that poor lad? He has bloody (literally) burger bits on his throat and arm!"
"Well.... I mean you can fix him with your magic...."
"Fine"
England turned into angel England. He grinned as he healed Romano with magic.
"I can speak~"
"Good. You will need it when teaching me to cook"
"Wait what"
"Cooking. You're going to help me with it."
"Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh"
"You know, there's nothing stopping me from being as, or more brutal than America."
"Blackmail sucks"
"Help me cook or I'll burn you alive in the house I will use for baking"
"Fine"
As England grabbed Romano by the collar, America waved a sad goodbye. He was going to miss Romano's awesome cooking. Although it should have more butter, cheese, and bacon bits. The pizza was also a bit thin, and had too less cheese. Romano glared at America. At least America haven't broken him mentally.
"We are here~"
"Dang that's a big house"
Romano gawked as his eyes wandered around the mansion. His eyes captured the beautiful Victorian architecture, and the crystal clear water coming from one of the many water fountains. He shook his head. The water fountains were placed in a unsatisfying order, and there was too many. It couldn't make a single one stand out.
He then looked at the garden and shrieked. The bushes were cut into unidentified shapes, and looked like a baby got a pair of safe scissors and started messing around with it. He now understood what Italy meant by England being bad at gardening. Still, that was centuries ago, where Italy was a very country and wore aristocratic clothing.
England looked proud. Gleaming at his thoughtfully designed exterior.
Romano sulked. If he couldn't understand why his garden wasn't that pretty, Romano can now understand why England can be proud of his burnt scones.As they went inside, Romano freaked out. Vases with children's drawing (England drew them) and a French vase in the nearby trash bin. He nearly cried for the beautiful French vase in the trash.
England's house got worse. It seemed that England was desperate to copy France, in the design of the house. Romano zoomed out as England was showing him the many rooms filled with horrible design.
"Hurry up and place you things down now. Let's start cooking!"
"..."
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Yandere! Spain, how fun.
FanfictionAnd now, Romano is the target. The story could have more than one death. There's actually no romance lol. None of the pictures or characters are mine (well for obvious exceptions random updates