The Canadian female sat at her desk writing in a small, leather bound book. She looked up and smiled seeing you, "Oh! A guest! I'll go make some coffee!" She left to go make some while you decide to sneak a peek at the book.

Feliciana grinned, Leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. "Feliciano has his own diary! Now its my turn!~"

A small happy sigh escaped Feliciano's lips as he picked up his pen, A grin forming on his lips. "Time to write!~"

"Please don't look!"

"These are all the photos I've collected over the years!~" The Italian exclaimed with a giggle.

I don't own the song or Hetalia And i suck at descriptions BUT HERE HAVE SOME SAD FELICEST XD Comment it you guys want more stories, and shit.

Ä̤d̤̈m̤̈ï̤n̤̈ ï̤s̤̈ s̤̈ö̤.d̤̈ë̤ä̤d̤̈...

❝ʏȏȗ ғȗċҡıṅɢ яєѧԀ ṭһıś ѧṅԀ ʏȏȗ'яє ѧ ԀєѧԀ ɞıṭċһ ɢȏṭ ıṭ?❞

❝Friends will always be there when you need them. But BEST friends will be there whether you need them or not.❞ ✮】Admin Journal ✮】Why? Because I can, if you're a three year old, I'm old enough to be your mother. ✮】Name: Princess Viviane R. (How royal) ✮】OMG, IS THAT A BIRD-? No, it's not. It's roses with sharp thorns. Hopefully you prick yourself on one. ✮】Give me sass, I dare you. I am the most immature, sassy, daring friend that you'll ever have. I'll become your best friend when we get to the point of knowing where we all live.

a ɨtaʟɨaռ sat ɨռ aռ ɛʍքtʏ ʄɨɛʟɖ, a ʟɛatɦɛʀ ɮօօҡ օռ ɦɨs ʟaք tɦat saɨɖ 'ʄɛʟɨċɨaռօ's ɖɨaʀʏ'. .աaռռa ʟօօҡ ɨռsɨɖɛ օʄ ɨt?