Market Place (Hetalia Fanfic)

Market Place (Hetalia Fanfic)

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Feliciano woke up to the sound of his brother. When he heard him, he knew it was time to wake up. The Italian jumped out of bed and ran into the living room. "Good morning Fratello, good morning Grandpa!" Feliciano's Grandpa smiled and ran his fingers through his grandson's hair. "Ah, good morning Feli!" The Italian grabbed the basket from the table and set out to the market place. "Good morning everyone!" Lots of people smiled at Feliciano as he skipped joyfully across town and to the market. He would only get what was on the list... And maybe some extra stuff if he had left over money. "Ah, hello there Italian. How many apples?" "Three please!" The store keeper smiled and handed Feli three apples. "Thank you! Here's your money." Feliciano skipped off and went to get the rest of the groceries. Lovino groaned. "Why did you assign that idiot to get the food? You know as well as I do he's going to take forever. Grandpa shrugged. "Well... I have a little surprise for him there, heheh."
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Here I Am

Three words. Three words started it. Three words ended it. In the world of Hetalia, where the countries are people, there are two particular countries in quite a predicament. Germany has always had a kind of fondness over Italy, ever since they met. As time passes by, day after day, the military giant begins growing feelings for the little pasta loving Italian. Germany has never been a man to express how he really feels, and it's hard for him to admit even to himself of how he feels. But what happens when Italy has suddenly vanished? To what lengths will Germany go to find his little pasta loving Italian? [A GerIta story] DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Hetalia characters, all rights go to their rightful owners. All I own is the plot.

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