Hetalia 1x1 with Fem!Canada

[Paper Dragon]

Italy cocked his head. "You at home. Hey are you alright?~" he asked not really knowing what happened. "We made pasta."


America shrugged it off and wolfed it down. "Ugh..." He said plopping on the couch. "I feel like I hate a thousand year old apple...."

[Chupi]

Prussia put his hand on his head and finally got back to reality. He looked at Italy and grinned. "Y-Yeah, I'm ok now! Zhere's nozhing wrong! I'm good!"

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Russia had already put his bowl down on the small coffee table in front of the couch. He didn't take another bite. He didn't even touch it again actually. He made a disgusted noise after America's remark. "That's... kind of gross, Amerika." He laughed nervously.

[Paper Dragon]

Italy smiled hugged Prussia and gave him another small kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry me!"


America rolled on his side. "Don't think I don't know what a thousand year old apple tastes like... China made me eat one..." He said groaning.

[Chupi]

Prussia felt like falling over again, but instead of doing that, he became dizzy and faint. Zhis is a dream right, he thought. He just laughed quietly and nervously before saying, "Ehehe.... Zhank you, Italy... ehehe..."

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Russia's eyes narrowed as he placed a hand on his face. "You're not serious are you? Why in the world would China want to feed you an apple that somehow lasted for one thousand years?"

[Paper Dragon]

Italy cocked his head. "Hey, Prussia, are you feeling ill?" He asked, then pushed him to the sofa. "You should rest~" He said smiling.


America coughed. "Something about always using him in wars... He baked me an apple pie and said it was payback." He said groaning. ((Read that in a fanfic XD))

[Chupi]

Prussia placed his hand on his forehead and sat down on the soft cushions of the sofa. "J-Ja... Maybe I should sit down und rest." He scooted himself against the couch, making his back straight. He didn't really look comfortable, but he tried to keep his cool.

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Russia shrugged. "Those Chinese," Russia chuckled, "they are just crazy. Getting after little things like using them in the heat of battle. Sheesh! And I thought I had issues." Russia laughed, although he knew that he'd probably do the same thing. "That's still kind of gross. It makes stomach churn."

(( Pffft- XD ))

[Paper Dragon]

((Have to start me job soon! Be back in 2 hours!))

Italy looked down at him then giggled. "You look funny, Prussia!" He said as he sat on him harmlessly. "You can't lay with a straight back!"

America sighed. "Do you mind getting me some medicine? I feel sick..."

[Chupi]

(( Okie dokie~! ))

Prussia's back stiffened and he couldn't move. His face became extremely pink. "Vell... V-Vhat is I vant too? You never know vhat unpredictable me is going to do, you know!"

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Russia got a bit nervous, not to mention a little worried. He moved over and head toward the hallway. "Where do you keep your medicine?"

[Paper Dragon]

Italy smiled and made himself feel at home and started to lay down on Prussia. "You so comfy! Like a big fluffy tomato!" Knowing that he really never even felt a large fluffy tomato before... But liked tomatoes and fluffy things.


"In the cabinet in the bathroom." He yelled back.

[Chupi]

Prussia realized that he was having a hard time breathing. Not because of Italy's weight; he wasn't that heavy anyway. However, his adorableness was killing Prussia slowly and painfully without any remorse. "A fluffy tomato? How about an awesome tomato?!"

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Russia headed for America's restroom to retrieve the medicine his friend required. After entering the room, he spotted the cabinet America must have been talking about, just above the sink. He placed his hand on the knob and opened it. He read the labels on the bottles sitting on the little shelves of the cabinet. He grabbed a bottle of pills before leaving back to the living room.