Title : Welcome back to reality!
Genre: Comedy / idiotic, Introspective, What if ...?
Warnings: High dose of craziness. Only this ^ - ^
Characters: Germany v Italy North
Rating: Green
Chapters: 1 / 1
Ongoing : No.
A / N : FanFiction This was almost like a surprise Easter egg.
But being that today was Valentine's Day, I asked myself, "Well, why not finally write that idea you had in mind to prepare for a long time already?". And here's the result: eheheh ... * Evil aura * XDD
Warning! Now I usually call this fic "Sequel comic Happy Valentine's Day," but in fact his official title is what I wrote above.
"Sequel" because it is a continuous non-official trilogy strips "Happy Valentine's Day" and "comic" because it is a sequel-and here I warn you in advance-does not include any romantic scene.
So this is my first experiment Fic Comedian / insane, because to be honest I've never written one. And if I have offended the author of Hetalia (O you who believe in this couple) in showing the public a thing, please forgive me if you can.
(By the way: who knows why, but I I guess really the final Happy Valentine's Day as well. Also if there is no romantic solution, it is clear ... ^ - ^)
Welcome back to reality !
"The reality is not as sweet as in dreams."
How many times I've heard this phrase ... But I knew its meaning on my skin, since that day.
And when I say "on my skin, I want you to understand this: literally.
Ok, maybe it's better if I tell you everything from the start, otherwise you risk not understanding what I'm saying ...
was a day of February many years ago. Perhaps we were still in the Second World War, but I'm not sure.
However, I remember exactly what had happened that day. Remember when I wrote about the time in which Italy gave me a bouquet of red roses? Well, that day I accepted his proposal a week later and so I invited him to eat at a restaurant.
After talking for a while 'time, I decided to make the first move: the first gives him a bouquet of flowers and then a ring ...
Actually, at that moment I was embarrassed: yes, I was too agitated to what I was doing! And what do you want from me: I was still a beginner! It was the first time I asked someone to go out with me, and was also the first time I gave her a ring!
At that point, I was already prepared for the worst: but, as in the manual, I thanked Italy and had started to cry ... Well, yes: I did really well to read and follow all the advice in this booklet!
But it was not over here. By the book, wiped his tears with a handkerchief of my partner (of course I did everything alone, and in the meantime, Italy had not even moved!). And finally ...
lacked only the finishing move.
The last step. The number four in the manual: embrace your partner.
At that moment, I realized I needed to hear.
I was hugging the person I loved. I just have to reveal that Italy had for him.
But ... just as I was to declare in the throes of a major embarrassment, a little unexpected happened that totally shocked at that time.
A jet of water on the face .
Okay, now you ask me what enters the water in a romantic moment like that. Okay, now I'll explain. While in Italy
terrified (because he was worried about me, but I found out not long after) shouted "Are you okay? Say something, Germany ", I ... Well, I do not remember much about what had happened to me at that moment.
of a sudden I did not see Italy, people around me, and the restaurant. I found myself suddenly in a field of flowers, and in front of me ... a child.
Unbelievably this girl looked like Italy! Failing to understand yet what kind of situation I had before my eyes, I went to that little girl.
Everything I did from then on it was automatic, almost natural, as if my brain had ordered me, "Do this and nothing else. Do not ask why. "
plucked a daisy in her hair and the pose of that child, then I took a bunch of flowers and gave it to him. Then ran away.
And as I walked away from that girl (with a little 'of regret, because I wanted to ask you many things, but I was forced to flee for some arcane reason) ... all of a sudden I felt something cold, cold ... and liquid.
was water.
"Germany! Are you okay? "
This cry-in addition to water-jet that made me wake from that dream."
I noticed with a view that Italy was still in front of me, terrified, with a pitcher of water in his right hand, and the people sitting at tables watching us in shock.
Fortunately I was not knocked down, but the first feeling I felt in the midst of all that noise was a cold shiver.
Cool.
As if I had been to the North Pole.
And then I realized. I had wet clothes, and all this because of Italy! Damn him!
"What heck you've done, Italy! "
" Ma .. Germany ... Do not answer me ... and I just wanted ... "
" To wake up there are over a thousand other ways to throw a bucket of water on me, fool that you are! "And that idiot
began to stammer:" I'm sorry, so sorry! "
But at that moment the only thing that occurred to me to do as a pathetic response to that statement was to make him pay for giving me so humiliated in front of everyone!
"Now you'll see!"
How to forget a day like that.
My first Valentine's Day, the first year I was finally able to celebrate with the person I loved ... Ruined.
least I hoped to finish with a flourish that day, but ...
But such a thing happen again in my life, I swear! That was the first, and will be the last time will happen!
If Heaven wants me to stay alive much longer ... I prefer to celebrate the coming Valentine's Day at my house.
least I did not show everyone my embarrassment. And, most importantly, no one will laugh more than me.
Ok, maybe it's better not write any more like a fanfiction ...
complete honesty * * (^-^)
