Hetalia: Axis Powers United or devided?

[Pureh-12]

((She means fanmade country OCs. This is a Hetalia rp. Like, you could make a fanmade Croatia or something.))

[Anachronism]

|| Ah, well, I'll just Rp Sweden. Got confused for a second there, but oh well. ||

[kitten99]

Canada let out a small whimpered and sat down on his seat as he rubbed his nose "A-alright... Listen I-I'm really sorry..."He said his voice shrinking as he spoke to them "I-I didn't mean it Alfred..."He said with a sigh "E-england... S-sorry I yelled at you too..."He said with a sigh.

America turned and looked at them still really hurt "I-I..."He whimpered and looked at them "A-alright fine... I-I'll stay... A-and I shut my stupid mouth so you guys don't have to listen to me..."He said.

[Anachronism]

Sweden chewed on the cap on his pin thoughtfully watching the whole ordeal. It was not like America to be so sad, but what suprised him even more was that Canada finnally snapped. He knew it was coming, it just....he was a very mellow country.

[Pureh-12]

England didn't reply, but instead let out a deep breathe. He sat down, and felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. The personification of Britain answered. He nodded a few time sin reply, frowning. When he hung up, his mood was sour. "Can we hurry up with this blithering meeting?"

[Katgirl75]

Spain slowly loosened his grip, his ever-oblivious smile was planted wide on his face. "It's so nice to see you, Lovi! How come you don't come over anymore~? I just picked a bunch of tomatoes and..-" And at this point, rambling.

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Russia glared back, taking his seat beside the female nation. Their long-lived hatred for each-other faltered on and off time from time. And it usually ended up him hurting the poor girl out of anger. And he was usually drunk. He liked being drunk. "Become one with mother russia, da? Kolkolkol~"

[Anachronism]

Sweden set his pen down. "I agree with England. We need to speed this up a little. Those aliens aren't going to 'ave the courtesy to wait for us." He said in his monotonous voice, set his hand on the table, adjusting his glasses. He glanced at the Russian. As long as he stayed away from Finland, they'd get along.

[Pureh-12]

Lovino finally wriggled out of his grasp and stood up "I'm busy!" Although hearing about tomatoes did interest him, slightly. "Stop, stop! You're just rambling now!

[Katgirl75]

"- Good thing I brought some with me for you, Lovi!" With that, the spaniard shoved a bag of the ripe, red tomatoes into his grasp. "Here! Enjoy, Lovi~"

[Pureh-12]

Lovino's eyes instantly lit up and he grabbed the bag "Thanks, Antonio!" He replied cheerily, not realising what was coming out of his mouth. When he did realise, he quickly added "N-Not that I needed these."