Black moustache
Moi dear,that's just beautiful.
peep(s) are dreaming


Now,
I have tears to shed.

Skin by NMJ Me.
»This is how i will tell my child about hetalia events.
Monday 17 December 2012

Child: Mommy, why is there an F5 key around your neck? 
Mother: It is a reminder of an epic adventure I went through when I was younger, with a troll that would attack the poor, innocent Hetalians at unknown times. The Hetalians were a group of people that were from all over the world, living peaceful together. Actually, what brought them together was this troll in the first place. He had launched an attack (an aura-like beam) and the people would fall to their knees. As he attacked more people, the more these people began to come together, forming many friendships. It was wonderful when they had formed their own country called "Hetalia" and they co-existed together peacefully for many years. Until that one week... 
Child: What one week? 
Mother: It was a little bit before Christmas of 2010. The Hetalians had been warned of an attack from the troll by a Finnish man in a Santa costume. So the Hetalians prepared themselves for an invasion, but they weren't ready for a week-long battle. Many were not rested and some even had to hold their turkeys! The troll attacked both day and night, and the only way the Hetalians could protect themselves was by using their F5 key to refresh themselves, like a new page. It was a gruesome week, and they lost many people, but the battle was worth it in the end. The troll had been satisfied with his work and went to hibernate back in it's home in Japan, while the Hetalians celebrated new-found friendship and the holiday season. Some of us kept our F5 keys and placed it on a necklace in honor of remembrance. 
Child: Woah! So cool, mommy! Can you tell me another story? 
Mother: No, you have to get to bed. But I promise I'll tell you another story about the Hetalians tomorrow night. Tomorrow I will tell you all about "Hetaween."


((Source:
GotHetalia))
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