This Hetalia تصویر contains
سائن ان کریں, پوسٹر, متن, چاکبورڈ, نشانی, تختۂ چاک, سٹریٹ, شہر منظر, شہری ماحول, گلی, شہر ديکھا, and شہری سیٹنگ.
There might also be
ہوجری, نلی, hosiery, hose, ہوزری, hip boot, thigh boot, ڈنر, and کھانے.
When I got home, I changed into night clothes and crawled into bed. Austria was already asleep, facing the opposite wall. The اگلے morning he went straight to his piano and wouldn't let anyone approach him.
I think that Italy noticed how upset I was. He did his work twice as fast as normal, and he kept doing little extra things for me, like picking flowers. It was both sweet and heartbreaking. How could he know me better than my own husband?
I kept wondering about my meeting with Prussia. Did I know? Did I know why he called me there? I couldn't think of the reason, but I realized something....
I walked in Austria's courtyard, جھاڑو in hand. Italy would be coming ہوم soon from visiting his brother, Romano, at Spain's house. I thought that might as well start cleaning, so Italy and I could go out to the park.
Austria followed me out, back erect. He raised an eyebrow questioningly at the جھاڑو in my hand.
"Why do آپ have a push broom? It is Italy's job after all!" he scoffed.
I frowned, "I just thought I could do Italy's chores so we could all have a relaxing دن today."
He shook his head, "Don't be stupid! It is Italy's job to sweep, and yours to supervise. Do not confuse poor Italy...
سوال to discuss: First one to disconnect hates God.
You: :O Stranger: Oh, how I wish I was frying up some crabby patties. Stranger: That's what I really want to do. Stranger: Just take a dash-of and a sprinkle of love. You: I wish I could paint my house wicked hipster pink. You: And own as many ponies as I can. Stranger: گلابی is the color of Pepto-bismol and therefore the color of puke. You: >:O Stranger: I eat ponies. You: >:OOOOOOO Stranger: They taste good with jalapenos. You: I have 7 mouths. Wow. You: I love milkshakes. Stranger: Mine brings all the boys to the yard. You: Mine is better than...