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Dancing with the Swede and other Stories
By : LadyKnightSkye
Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers
Views: 1919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine nor do I may money on it. All I own is a gutter mind and smart mouth. - Chapter List
Not So Anonymous
Pairing: AmericaxN. Italy
Warnings: Tastes Like Diabetes
Kink Prompt: AmericaxItaly, Anonymous Love Letters
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Dear Italy,
Hi. I kinda like you. I, well, I can’t really think of anything else to say. I wanted to write you a letter, but the words won’t come. I guess that’s just how bad I’ve got it. Well, I’ll send this letter anyway because it can’t hurt right? And I could never say anything in person because it would be embarrassing because I think you really like Germany and I just had to get my thoughts out and this is a really long run on sentence.
If you’d like to reply to tell me off or tell me you like Germany better or whatever, you can give it to my good friend Canada.
Love, your secret admirer
Dear Secret Admirer,
First off, your Italian sucks, but I think you’re cute anyway! And no, Germany is just a really good friend. He’s dating Sweden now, didn’t you know? Oops, not supposed to tell anyone that, but I trust you not to blab. So, from now on, write in a language that you’re much better at okay? I can manage it as long as it’s not written in Cyrillic or any Asian letter system.
So, the most important question: Do you like pasta?
Ciao! Italy.
Dear Italy,
I guess I can write in French. I know a bit of it. France used to come over to my house a lot.
I love pasta. Homemade macaroni and cheese is the best. The store bought kind is okay, but I once visited a South Carolina senator whose wife made it with real cheddar and everything. It was delicious! And I like tortellini, spaghetti, fettuecini, and pizza. Okay, pizza isn’t pasta but its Italian-ish right?
So, do you play any video games? I once heard you talking to Japan about them.
Love, your Secret Admirer
Dear Secret Admirer,
Well, I know you’re not Big Brother France! He hits on me all the time.
Yes, I play video games. Japan once made me this really cool one where I was a journeyman, Germany was a warrior, and Japan was a priest. America was a pretty cool character too. He was a knight. I think it suits him.
Ciao, Italy
Dear Italy,
So, you think America is okay?
I mean, I think America is okay.
Love, Your Secret Admirer
Dear America,
I think you’re better than okay. You’re brave, and strong, and kind. All the things that I like, and you’re very sweet. You try to be the knight in shining armor for everyone, and I can’t help but be enchanted by how nice you are. And you don’t mind that sometimes I’m loud or forgetful or yell at me for doing something wrong. Plus, you scare away scary Nations like Russia!
So would you like to go out for gelato after the meeting?
Love, Italy
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America looked up from the note with a blush. “How did you know it was me?”
Italy smiled. “Well, I recognized your handwriting! You do all your ‘D’s this one way that stood out to me because they were so pretty!”
The other Nation blushed. “Ah, okay. And yeah, I’d like to go out for gelato.”
Italy kissed him on the cheek. “Yay!” He grabbed America’s hand, and out the door they went. Together.
Dear Italy,
I love you.
Love, America
Dear America,
I love you too.
Love, Italy
PS: I made homemade macaroni and cheese for dinner!- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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