Hetalia Kink meme part 15

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part 15

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Re: Durararatalia (Part 4/?)

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“Hey--” America ducked a flying bicycle. “HEY! Dude! I’m sorry--!” He dodged another street sign.

“I’m sorry about that! I mean, your clothes are pretty cool, I’d be really mad if someone spilled soda on them too, but--but seriously, are you, like, a supervillain or something?! Like out of Japan’s comic books? Cause, I mean, you kind of did try and hit me--” he paused, catching a ball of crumpled metal that had previously been a briefcase.

“--with a stop sign!” America finished, still wearing a cheerful grin. “I mean, I’m a hero and all, so if you’re a villain, then I have to fight you, that’s cool!”

England, hearing this, gave a noise somewhat like “hurkk”, and looked around despairingly. A man in a suit with dreadlocks was standing next to him, gaping at the fight, and occasionally yelling “Shizuo! OI, SHIZUO!”, to no avail. Abruptly, the man turned to him.

“Are you with that guy?”

England started. “Excuse me?”

The dreadlocked man continued. “That guy in the bomber jacket! He’s the only one I’ve ever seen whose been able last 5 minutes against Shizuo!”

England cleared his throat. “Ah. Um. Yes, I suppose. Err, that is, we're acquaintances. Not to say I'm responsible for him or anything. Um. This Shizuo, he’ll be the guy in the bartender suit?”

Tom gave him a funny look. “You’re not from around here, are you? I thought not. Yeah, that’s Shizuo.” He fumbled in his pocket. “Cigarette?”

“Yes, thank you.”

The two men stood side by side, observing the carnage.

America had picked up a street sign and was waving it around like a conductor’s baton. Shizuo had apparently run out of things to throw and was charging America like a prize bull after a matador.

America thought it would be a good idea to run the opposite direction, still waving the street sign and yelling “Can’t catch me!”

And then they were gone, leaving a trail of wrecked vending machines and trash cans behind them.

There was a muffled scream from a couple streets over as an innocent passerby was hurled into the air, shortly followed by a tremendous crash.

Tom was still gaping.

“They’re going to destroy the city!”

England inhaled deeply on his cigarette, and said, for the second time that day,

“Oh, fuck.”