As long as the sweet accident started,it also ended quickly.

You pulled away with a flushed face,obviously embarrassed and guilty of what you did.

"Matt!I'm so,so sorry!You could hit me a hundered times if you want!"

"What?"he was taken aback."I-i don't think i will...and you don't need to be sorry,i should be the one to--"

"MATTHEW!"you both heard every nation shouted.

"I'm going to get you for this--!!!"France said darkly.

"That's not gentlemanly!"England fumed."You just had to kiss her cheek!"

"I...i'm sorry!"

"Bro...i'm going to deal with you later."America said while cracking his knuckles.

Canada seemed to be frightened, so he chose to hide behind you--trembling in fear.

China just crossed his arms and shook his head dissapointedly,while Russia seemed to grow a dark aura around him.

"You're a sneaky one,da?"Russia said smiling oh so innocently.

Your employer suddenly appeared beside you and whispered to your ear.

"(Y/n)!Do something before they start a fight in the shop!"

How dare you.You were the one who insisted for them to stay,and you really chose to appear NOW just to tell me to do something!?

You sighed in defeat as you gave off one of your best smiles.

"Guys,do you mind if we go out just a bit?"

All exchanged glances.

***

You massaged your temple,since your head kinda hurt.But paid it no mind.

You and the Allied Forces are now in a nearby coffe shop,obviously having coffee.But different flavors and designs of choice,of course.But except for England.He refused the coffee and just ordered tea,who knows when exactly did coffee shops started to serve teas.

"It's really nice having you guys around."you said while sipping your (fave coffee).

"It's our pleasure,"Russia said.

"Will i see you soon?"you voiced out your thoughts unconciously,but when your actions processed in your brain you widened your eyes.

"O-oh,how foolish of me!"you started.

"No,no mon cherie.You deserve to know."France said with a smile.

"Know what?"

"Know that we lot aren't always around,for we have a big responsibility to handle."

You gasped,realizing.

"You guys are already dads?!"

Their mouth almost dropped at what you said,even Russia.But England was the first to recover because he was the first one to force a laugh.

"No,love."he sighed."It's because...we're personifications..."

"Personifications?"you repeated,blinking.

"Yes,believe it or not..."Canada murmured while embracing Kuma tighter.But it's obvious you were the only one who heard him and knows that he was with you guys all the time.

"I'm the personification of this country,dudette!"America said proudly,fist-pumping the air.

"A-ah!So you're that Alfred elders are talking about!"you stand up in your seat,obviously happy that you discovered something.

"So rumors are true!Every nation has--"

You immediately shut your mouth up when you saw people in the place staring at you like you were a patient from the rehab.

"Sorry,"you mouthed shyly before going back to sit again.

The men before you grinned at your actions,and you smiled shyly in return,sticking out a tongue.

"I'm France by the way,"France introduced.

"China,aru!"China beamed.

"Russia."the Russian nodded.

"If you judge my accent i'm obviously England,love."England said with a smile.

"Canada."

"Oh."you said,eyeing the shy Canadian.

"(Y-Y-Y/n),just who are you talking to..?"America said in a scared tone.

"Uh,Canada?"

"GAAAAH!HE'S HERE!!!"they screamed,making you and said boy sweatdrop.

***

"Bye guys,see you someday,"you said sadly,but China giggled as he ruffled your hair with his left fist,while his right arm draped around your shoulders.

"Aiyah!Don't be sad,next time we visit you i'll surely bring you some of our foods!I was just not prepared today..."he trailed off.

"I-It's okay,silly!"you blushed.

All of you said your cheesy good-byes and went on your opposite paths.

***

"Good work,(Y/n)!"the kind lady owner of the antique shop greeted you.

"Thanks,"you gave her a small smile,since you were still a little angry at her.A little.

"Are your friends going tomorrow?"

You shook your head and shrugged.

"I don't think so,"

You've returned in the antique shop with the sun setting down outside;which means it's already nighttime.There are no customers around,so you just decided to help close the shop rather leaving this old lady alone by herself.

After that you headed home,and before you realize it all the events earlier made you sick.Sick as in your temperature rising,your body refusing to stand up,you coughing and you catching a cold.

It's a bad thing since your parent/s is/are away with your brother/sister.They even left a note in the fridge saying,

"Dear (Y/n),sweetie.

I won a raffle draw earlier:a trip to Australia.But it only has three tickets,so i'm sorry if you can't come.I know it's alright with you,right?Because i know you could manage.Take care of yourself!

Sincerly,

(Your Parent's Name)

P.S.we will miss you"

"They made it sound like i was dying,"you chuckled dryly,but it was soon followed by fits of coughing.

"Err,"you checked your wallet for money,but then you remembered you emptied it for licorice so you can't buy any medicine,unfortunately for you.

You walked awfully slow to the couch and you collapsed there;panting.

You forced your shaky hands into your pocket to get your phone.

You scrolled down the contacts until a familiar name met your eye.

You hesitated for a bit,before calling him.It's better to have someone to take care of you--you don't want to be found dead by your family.

***

'.More like a Flashback.'

To SpaMano fans:you were probably wondering WHEN AND HOW Spain successfully moved on from Romano?It's simple.

You.

Last week,you met a boy named Antonio at a grocery store.

He was awfully cheerful,charming and outgoing,so it's not a surprise that he immediately assumed you two were already bestfriends and insisted on exchanging numbers.

"Remember,chica!"he winked."If one of us needs help,we could always go to each other!"

"Hm.Whatever."you shrugged.You can't deny his friendship anyway,for he treated you at a fancy restaurant minutes later where you had a little chat.

"You're Spanish?"you said,gaping.

He almost choked on his own food at your reaction and die laughing.

"Chica,you make it sound like it was a big deal or something~that's muy funny."

"Muy Funny."you immitated him with a shrill,valley-girl voice which made him laugh.

"Why stay here,then?"you frowned at him.

He looked at you and faked that he was hurt.

"Are you saying that i can't stay here?"

"N-no that's not what i meant...i'm just curious."you said,forcing a smile on your lips while sweatdropping.

"Hmmm..."he leaned back at his chair before his eyes softened at the ceiling.

"I just wanted to...forget something.Just being at my place awfully reminds me of something...bad.Depressing."

"So you just had to migrate here."you joked,lightening up the mood."Rich kid.Dammit."

He laughed as he leaned over the table to give you a flick on your forehead.

"Ow!"you hissed.

The memory of people taking snapshots and gushing over you two is still fresh,especially the moment when the crews of the fancy resto crowned you two as the,"Couple of the Week".Even if you two are not.This made you awkward around him,but he seemed to be oblivious to all things.

The following night as you were taking a shower,your phone rang in the rack:Spain calling.

"(Y/n)...?"he said in a slight drunk tone.

"Toni?ARE YOU DRUNK?"you asked him sternly.

"Hahaha...i guess so?Sorry."hiccups followed after.

You felt slight concern.You knew you couldn't just leave him alone drunk wherever he was,who knows what could happen.

"Where are you?"you asked.

***

"Toni?Antonio?"You called.

It was your first to enter bars,and it made you anxious and nervous,but you still have a friend to care about so you pushed your fears aside for a while.

Your eyes avoided and your ears were turned off at the drunk people trying to catch your attention.

Until you saw someone raise a hand,and you knew it was him.

You immediately rushed to his side and saw his face was rosy.Drunk.

You sat beside him at the counter while placing your pouch on the table.

"Tonio,we need to go home."

"I won't!"he giggled,then hiccuped after.

"You don't know what you're saying,"you said,face contorted in disgust.Just thinking of you carrying him to your house gives you a head ache.

"What's your problem anyway?"you asked as you turned to the barman."One (favorite drink) please,if you have one."

"Of course we have!"he winked at you before he left you having a sour face.

Spain stirred then began sobbing in his hands,which made you turn your head to him.

"Romano!!!I liked you for a while now...why do you always push me away?Am i not good enough?Do you hate me!?Or...do you like someone else already!?"

He was being hysteric,and for a moment there you don't know what to do but listen,your mind blank.

Who's this Romano girl?Is he courting her?Why do i care anyway!?Meh.

You hesitantly reached out your hand to his face and caressed it.

"Antonio...i might know nothing and i might seem to meddle into your business but as your friend,i'm here for you.Move on--don't be miserable if she can't do the same for you.Don't sweat it,okay!?"you said in ways of comforting him.

He calmed down and looked at you with teary eyes.

"D-do you think so?"

"Mmm."you smiled while nodding.

"But..."he looked down sadly at his feet."Can i find someone like him?"

"Better than her."you corrected,giggling."Man,the alcohol must've made it's way to your head already."

(A/n:if only you knew.)

A smile slowly made it's way to his lips.

"How would i know?"he asked.

"Here's your order ma'am,"the bartender tried to get your attention away from the Spaniard,but you didn't mind.

"Toni,"you started,pulling him to hug him fully."You will know if you will think about her everyday,can't seem to accept losing her nor sharing her to others."

That night was the last night you saw Spain after he said his thanks,for he has decided to go back to Spain to face his fears then learn to move on.He promised you that he'll appear if you ever needed him,and right now he is the one you called--hoping he would come to at least attend to his promise.

***

'.Back to current Time.'

Spain gleefully harvested some tomatoes in his garden,and the sight of it being bright red made him proud of his plants.

"My Tomatoes are muy,muy,cute!Who's your farmer?Who's your farmer?Antonio Carriedo,no doubt!"he laughed.

His phone in his pocket rung,indicating that he has a call.He answered it,but didn't even spared a glance to the caller's I.D.

"Si.Antonio speaking."he said with a cheeky grin.

"Toni..."

Antonio widened his eyes.

"(Y-Y/n)!?Are you okay!?"he stood up and the basket of tomatoes he was holding at his other hand was shaking,due to his trembling.

"Hahaha.Emergency,I guess?"

Antonio went silent for a while,before saying,

"I'll be right there,(Y/n)."

***