The Kingdom of Spain and The Colony Philippines

[[Philippines]]

"What is your human name, Romano?" I asked him.

"Me? It's Lovino Vargas." He replies.

"Oh... Lovino... sounds cute and also somehow cool!" I pointed out.

"If I remember... that bastard Spain said that your name is..." he paused for a while.

"Maria Clara de la Cruz! I can still rememeber it!" He seems proud that he remembers it.

"Hey... I'll be going back to my house and stay there for a little while. Though mine won't have extensions like you did." He says.

"Oh. When will you be leaving?"

"Tonight."

"Already? That's fast."

"Spain decided to let me go home as well after you come back from your break. And it seems Spain is having second thoughts about my break because of what happened to you."

"I'm sure he'll let you go. You're he's cute Romano." I teased him.

"Shut it!"

"Wow, that reminds me of England."

"Anyway, say hi for me if you see Veneziano. Also to mister Austria and miss Hungary!" I pointed out.

"And why would I do that?"

"Because we're like siblings!"

"Ugh, fine."

"Thank you! And one last question, what is the human name of Veneziano?"

"Feliciano Vargas." He replied.

"It almost sounds like a female name to me." I commented.

"Veh~?" Looking at the door, I see Veneziano.

"Veneziano!" I smiled.

"What are you doing here?!" Romano yells.

"Is that the way you greet your brother?" I stared at the brunette beside me.

"Well, I'm just here to accompany you back home!" Veneziano smiles, answering Romano's greeting.

"Why do you need to escort me?!"

"You always get lost when finding your way home."

"I do not!" Romano's cheek went red.

These two brothers are so adorable! I wish I have a sister or a brother too!

"Calm down you two. So, it's only you who came today?" I asked Veneziano.

"No, miss Hungary and sir Austria is here with me as well, veh~" Italy says.

Silence passed.

"Sorella... pasta..." Italy says. (Sorella=Sister)

I just laughed. "Okay, I'll go make pasta for you." I smiled.

"Hey! How about me?" Romano asks.

"Why would I?" I repeated his words and crossed my arms, grinning.

"C-cause... we're like siblings..." he looked away, embarassed.

"Awww!" I hugged him tightly.

"Cut it out! Get away from me!"

"Let me join too!" Veneziano hugs me and Romano.

"Get a grip, you two!" Veneziano and I recieved a headbutt to the head.

Veneziano fell, he was knocked out cold. I just held my head and winced in pain.

"You're starting to be like Spain." Romano's ticked off.

"What? Philippines is starting to be like me? That's great!" Spain suddenly enters the room and hugs me.

"Spain... can't breathe..."

"Oh, sorry, sorry! It's just... I'm so happy!" He lets go of me.

"Annoying." Romano comments.

"Hug him too." I told Spain.

"Sure~" Spain hugs him like I said.

"Get off me!" Romano yells.

"I'll go make pasta now. Bye!" I left him with Spain.

Later, I was done with the pasta and Veneziano is still unconscious. I placed the plate of pasta infront of his face to let him smell it. Then, his eyes opened.

What?! His eyes opened?!

"Pastaaaa~!" Italy grabs the plate and stands up.

"Romanoooo! Veneziano's eyes opened!" I yelled.

When Romano came out of the room, I immediately clinged to him. "What are you talking about?" He scratches his head.

"Who did you say opened their eyes?" Then he looks at Veneziano.

"Aaaaaah!" He clings to me as well. "Close it! Close it! Close them!"

"What's the problem?" Spain comes out as well.

"Spaaaaiiin!" We both yelled and clinged to him.

"Get the holy water!" I shook him.

"No! You call the cops! Or the priest!" Romano shook him as well.

"Veh?" Veneziano tilts his head to one side.

"Anything wrong here?" Hungary and Austria came.

"His eyes!" Romano and I pointed at Veneziano.

"Son of the devil!" Hungary brings out a pan out of nowhere.

"By chance is there a piano around here? I would like to express myself by playing one." Austria crosses his arms.

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Veneziano asks.

"Life changing." We all chorused.

After we ate the pasta I prepared, Romano started to prepare to leave for tonight. "Take care of him, he's kinda a troublemaker." I sweatdropped.

"When he comes back, he should be still cute." Spain said.

Hungary laughs while Austria just fixed his glasses. "So, Holy Roman Empire is still nowhere to be seen?" I asked, changing the subject.

Both of them frowned. "Sadly, yes." Austria replies, eyes closed.

"Oh..." I frowned as well.

"I'm done." Romano says as he comes out of his room, to be followed by Veneziano.

"Waaaah! Take care, okay?!" Spain hugs Romano... again.

"How many times do you have to hug me?!" Romano pushes Spain away.

"Maybe some nation will also take over your vital region just like Philippines!"

"I'm not weak like Philippines!"

"Hey! It was the british versus the spanish! They won, and that's why they took control of my vital region!"

"Anyway, I'm going to be fine." Romano insists.

"Says the coward." I stiffled a laugh.

"Shut up." Irk marks showed up on his head.

"Have a good break!" Spain smiles.

"Have fun!" I smiled as well.

"Yeah, you two don't have to tell me that." Romano scratches his head.

"We'll be off then." Austria stands up, so as Hungary.

"It was nice having you here." Spain pointed out.

"Spain, you better not do anything stupid." Romano says, going to the door.

"And you Philippines, you watch over him." He looks at Spain.

"Of course." I chuckled.

"Well then, I'm off." He didn't atleast wave or smile. Typical Romano...

"Arrideverci, Spain! Arrideverci, sorella!" Italy waves goodbye with a smile, his eyes are finally closed.

"Take care, miss Hungary, sir Austria! Everyone!" I yelled while waving.

They all left and we stayed put until we can't see their figures anymore.

"I miss Romano..."

"Already?!"

(づ▶﹏◢)づ︻┳デ═一 Hetalia!

"Spain... it's the season again..." I told him.

"Yeah, we should prepare." He agrees.

"We're one man short. With Romano gone, you sure we'll be able to win this battle?"

"We will if we try hard enough! Let's get our gear ready!"

"Nets." He said.

"Check!"

"Sprayers."

"Check!"

"Gloves."

"Check!"

"Hats."

"Check!"

"We're ready!"

"Bug extermination set, complete!" Spain yells.

"Let's go kill those pests that harm our tomatoes and mamgoes!" I grabbed a net ctacher.

"Chaaaaarge!" We ran to the garden.

"The battle will only be over if there is no single worm, bug, or bird seen in the field!"

"Yes sir!" I saluted.

"Chaaaaarge!"

"Haaaaaaaaa!"

We attacked the swarm of bugs and tried to make the birds go away. "The birds are resisting, sir! What should we do?!"

"We use bait!" Spain throws crumbs of bread far from the tomatoes and mangoes.

A flock of birds fell for the bait. "The bait is a success! Hurry, the net!"

"Coming right away, sir!" I threw a net over the birds and they're trapped. The holes are small enough to prevent any escape.

"The bugs have become futile to the bug sprayer!" Spain yells.

"Curse those bugs for evolving into bug spray rejecters! We need tougher equipment! How about smoke? Burn dried leaves and barks of wood, then add green leaves for smoke!"

"Got it!"

We did just what I planned and it worked. All the bugs fell to the ground.

"Spain, we won!"

"Not yet. The last wave is still coming." He looks at the sky.

I look at the sky too, and tons of crows are standing on branches of trees.

"This is a good day to die, Spain."

"I couldn't agree more."

"Bring out the secret weapon!" Spain orders.

"But sir, we don't have enough time! We should take cover!"

"No! I'll stay in the battlefield even if it's the last thing I'll ever do!"

"You'll die!"

"Hurry!"

I went inside to get the secret weapon. I hurriedly grabbed it and went outside, the crows already surrounded the field.

"Nooooooo!" I ran placed down the secret weapon, a scarecrow.

The crows immediately left and I saw Spain lying on the ground, eyes closed. I ran going to him.

"Spain! Spain! Wake up!" I shook him.

"Don't leave me! I can't live without you! Spaaaaiiiiin!!!" I yelled.

[[Belgium]]

"Aw, those two are so cute." I chuckled.

"They're weirdos." Netherlands says.

"Spaaaaiiiin! Nooooo!"

"Did you say something?" I turned to Netherlands.

"Nothing." He replies.

"Oh, because I thought I heard you say something. Maybe it was just my imagination."

"You'll always be remembered! I'll never tell anyone about your tomato designed brief!"

Netherlands and I went quite.

"You heard nothing. You saw nothing. You remember nothing." Netherlands then covered my ears and turned me around, pushing me and making me walk away.

"Did she just say tomato bri-"

Netherlands wrapped his scarf around my head. "Kwuent bureth!" What I meant to say is 'Can't breathe'.

"Spaaaaiiiin!" I heard Philippines yell from afar.