Hetalia Mafia ~New Semi-Lit ACCEPTING!~

[Paper Dragon]

Romano sighed as he heard his phone ring on the night stand. "Who is this? Don't give me that bullsh*t! I already know it's you, North Korea! Where the H*ll is Spain?!"

North Korea smiled at the other side. "Oh you sound upset, Lovi. Is there anyone beside you that can talk?"

"Don't call me that!" he spat and handed the phone to Germania. "It's North Korea..."

[Mr. Túsund Føroyskt]

germnai pulled out his sword. "I told you to stay away, you stupid!" He yelled. "Small girl shouldn't go out alone right?" He liked to tease him, and it was the best way to hurt someone, making him reckless and angry.

[Paper Dragon]

North Korea just grinned and twitched a little at the other end of the phone. "Calm down, old man. I'm not calling for a fight, but if you want one, you'll get one...." he paused. "Anyways, I need you to tell me what happened to Russia. He and Spain are both gone. I assume you know, yes?"

[Mr. Túsund Føroyskt]

"We do. And yes, I don't have anythng against that. But you wouldn't want to break a nail, right?" he said with his dark voice, showing a dark face, his long hair handing down his back.

[Paper Dragon]

"Haha, very funny, grandpa. But we wouldn't want you to break your back, would we?" He said a little angrily. "Back to the question, where's Russia?" he growled in the phone. "Don't male me come over there."

[Mr. Túsund Føroyskt]

He laughed. "The chances aren't too big, don't worry, little girl. And how in all world do you think we know where he is?" He asked calmly. "You'r little brain under that think head mabye did't understand that." He growled.

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|Surda|

"Yes, I am. Gotta prob'lem with that?" I answered back, looking straight into his eyes, bristling up, with my tone icey and cold. For some reason, this person was annoying me, I could tell he was a country but I know not on which he was, I suspect, like wise for him that he didn't know me. "'Ey, who are ya anyways?[/i]' I abruptly asked, scanning him up and down again.

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Feliks Łukasiewicz
"I almost lost my cool!"

Poland just shrugged. "I dun know,"
He just smiled, before speaking once more. "I didn't know, That you didn't know,
Who I v'was." So he kept joking around, just to annoy her.
"So I didn't even try and think about who I v'was." He continued,
"I pretty zhure, It's Poland though," He kicked the toe of his shoe
against the side walk, locking his fingers behind his back.

Bump ;3

[Paper Dragon]

North Korea growled from the other line. "Don't get smart with me. I saw Russia and Spain leave together. If I don't know where he is, you obvisouly do." he said looking out his window, wondering if he should just go outside to Italy and Romano's house.

"What's he saying?" Romano asked, hearing a lot of yelling.

[Mr. Túsund Føroyskt]

"You're a fool, you silly little girl." He said with his dark voice and narrowed his eyes and frowned.I'm not playing smart, I am. He thought.

[Paper Dragon]

North Korea smiled as he walked out of the door. If you want a fight, I'll give one to you.
"Let's be reasonable. If Russia doesn't make it safety home, what would poor Ukraine think?" he said growling through his cell phone, making it closer to the house of the Italians.