The setting is French class. Me and GRELL are talking. Or trying to.
Me: Erg...I can't French today.
Me: (For some reason that I forget I tried to say apostrophe) Apastafree. Apastafree? What even. The best of Italy and America.
Grell: I think you're saying it right. Wait-APOSTROPHE. XD I can't English today.
Me: Well, I can't French or English.
Grell: I can't Italy. Wait. XDD
She's gonna cosplay as Italy, because she has the same color hair. And now she has a pretty similar haircut. It's awesome. >w<
Now see? If I don't update regularly for a bit, it means I'll flood your notifications later. XD
Apastafree everyone.
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Randomtalia
FanfictionRandom stuff with Hetalia. I don't own Hetalia (sadly) but I do own...whatever this is. BTW I make these when I'm bored so, they may be stupid. Has the foul language. You've been warned peeps. If you wanna read, there's a sequel to this. Can ya gues...
