Well what the heck! I freaking love countryhumans especially if it has my country on it. Philiippines! But this ones different than all the others. So get ready to see some of your fav Country Humans OTP with romance, drama, humor and some pictures...
Del was rubbing his temples as he listened to his siblings squabble. Just one night he would like for them to have a family dinner with no fighting.
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Was that too much to ask?
"At least I didn't direct a porn film!"
Apparently yes.
"It was not porn! And you have no room to talk! You were a male stripper in Manila for a week!", Philia screamed. "DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD MALAYSIA FREAKED WHEN SHE SAW YOU?"
"Before or after I gave her that lap dance?", Martial said with a devilish purr.
Del blanched. Wait. What? No. There were just some things that he did not need to know.
'I need a drink.'
Why the Hell was there no alcohol in his house?
Oh yeah, last time he drank too much he beat the Hell out of the SSHarem then punted them across the ocean.
"Besides you're just jealous that I got the body for it!"
"What body? You don't have it where it counts."
"Oh you did not just go there!"
"Bitch! I live there!"
Del had enough and went to make a phone call.
"Hola?"
"Spain, it's Del."
"Hello Del Pilar, are you calling to challenge me to another fight?"
"No, I'm not calling to fight. Are you in town?"
"Yes. I leave tomorrow afternoon."
"Good, do you want to get some beer?"
"This is unexpected?"
Del rolled his eyes. "I just need someone to keep me from starting another brawl after I have one shot too many."
"Alright, meet you in a half hour?"
"See you then.", Del replied hanging up. "HOY! I'M HEADING OUT, TRY NOT TO KILL EACH OTHER!"
In the kitchen Philia and Martial were crouching at the door, having listened in their big brother's phone call.
"It worked!", Martial said with a snicker.
"How long until he realizes that we are trying to set him up?"
"Never I hope, he'll kill us."
"But...why Spain? Don't you hate him?"
Martial just smirked. "Who else is going to be able to stand up to him when he gets mad? America?"
