Chapter 8~ The Holy Netflix

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I'm gonna break the fourth wall for a second. Get your tissues ready fangirls, the yaoi will be coming. Most likely in this chapter... If not, then it's definitely the next.

Oh! How rude of me, I didn't introduce myself first. *Ahem*

Salutations my dear friends!

But the kids don't talk like that these days...

Yo! Hey peeps! I'm a new character that will come into play later. For now, Author-san won't let me tell you much, but she's glad that you're still reading. She gets discouraged because she tends to contradict herself, she has to wait to write yaoi, and she thinks that no one cares about her since there are so many other Hetalia fanfics out there. But, Author-san refuses to give up, bless her heart... She will accomplish her dream!

"I don't want to be famous, I want to be known." ~Author-san (Konatalove)

In other news, Olivine's story is off to a rough start, but it will get interesting, trust me, I wouldn't still be here if It wasn't.

Like I said, the yaoi will come. All things come to those who wait. For now, keep reading, watching Hetalia, and stay stocked up on pocky. I'll be back again soon, count on it.

Auf Wiedersehen!

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Correction, I was back in Iggy's room, on the floor. I'm not sure how I ended up on the floor, but my body hurts from the impact.

The box is next to me, the solider is... wait, where's the soldier?!

I searched all around the room for it. I searched the bed, his nightstand, on the floor, even in the box. But I found nothing. Before I resulted to a state of panic, A dark red object caught my eye from under the bed. My curious self ducked under the bed to see the old soldier laying on the ground.

Oh thank heavens...

I left the box on the floor and crawled into the slim space. Wiggling my way through, I eventually found my grasp around the soldier.

"H-how did y-you get under here m-mister soldier?" I whispered.

Of course it didn't answer back.

As I was about to get out from under the bed, I heard footsteps. I thought it would be creepy for someone to see a child slowly come out from under a bed, so I just stayed under and waited.

Watching from the opening at the end on the bed, I saw Iggy walk through the door and head straight for his wardrobe. He opened the slick oak doors and ponder over its contents. After some thought, he unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his bare chest. My face began to feel hot again and I couldn't stop staring.

He's just changing clothes, why am I getting so worked up? Why are men so iner-- oh my...

He turned this way to pick up his dropped shirt and I got the full view. He was not only unmistakably handsome, but he's so cute! I just want to tease him and make him blush~! Oh, he paused...

"...America..." He muttered as he held a white T-shirt with The American Flag on it.

America? The American Flag? I think I saw that flag in my flashback. But America? Alfred also said "England" To Arthur... America and England... England and America. Why do those names seem familiar?

Iggy held the shirt tightly as he sniffed it. He must have liked Alfred's scent because his eyes were closed and his cheeks became rosy red.

He just made himself cuter! Awe~!

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