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Title: A couple of Shilene
: Manuel González / A guitar, Pueblo Mapuche (Aileen, I mean, my version of Mapuche)
Warning: This is the WORST side of the side xD Manu not speak English. AU . (The song is Anarchy in the UK, the Sex Pistols. I apologize for that. Poor things.)
Abstract: A two-step plan to superstardom, according to Manuel Gonzalez.

In Shilene

was fifteen when he got the brilliance.
At home, had an old guitar AC &so his mother would not respond, just turned his hand to the amplifier, increasing the volume to maximum before returning to his new electric guitar strumming.
Courtesy, of course, the recent sale of an ancient acoustic guitar

found some time ago. At that point, it was a relic, and he knew of old things. Second hand list.

Title: Chronicle of a miracle, according to Martin Hernandez couple
: Chile / Argentina

Warning: Narrated in first person, and as I am shulena IS HORRIBLE. I do not know where I got I could do this LOL. Manuel drunk. GAKU! Hetalia.

Summary: For when something happens, the first thing to do is contact the phone. Right? Chronicle of a Miracle, sec & uacArts, less bastard. And typically, that we are nothing and that's not my ... Subject míoy sucks! If the idiot is making it up to feel more manly, you know how it goes, it is not

and other freight.

Finally, I looked at that

wants putearte face up to the mother ... but just accepted. Dead before rejecting a beer, I suppose, and after a while we were both taking as people began to arrive. If it were not so convenient, I would think to take it to Alcoholics Anonymous, ché. Who knows maybe you asshole you to accept him & iacute; a few drinks just because they drink. Ligerita

Manu was full and had about seven beers in a row. What about cigarettes? Do not know where they took out, it was like Doraemon

... yeah, yeah, this attempt at blue cat, You understand me! I politely

inspiration, ché, who will not tell you shit.

I was two, I wanted to be conscious all the time you know? Someone had to drag after Manu. The only problem with that was when Maria and the others reached the bubble burst happy, everything was going great until that moment! - Bah, & am; Oacute; over after that. And it is quite literally, because we fell to the ground. Come to think, maybe that was not so deliberate to fuck But, what is was with the intention!
Yes, if I gave a statement as of the novels of late - "I can not hang out with anyone else, but vo'h podí'h do what any egg querai'h ; that you are crossing, "verda'h?" What's wrong with my accent, "Boludo? If I get rough! Like it!
top, had a smell of drink that gets you drunk & aacutr part) angry You saw it? Well, imagine so, red as a tomato (who knows why) and with his face twisted. What? If even I got scared, asshole. Do you remember when we fought in the Victoria? Like, skinny, I tell you I was sure I was going to aforrar.
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Erí'h

very descarao ', or at least that I understood what I said. And now get ready, which is the best, if even going to congratulate me ...

but still, to me that he does best. Haha, No! If I'm not kidding. already, asshole! Stop interrupting me the fuck up, that ... E-

me a little!

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Manu! What are you doing awake at this hour, ché? "Was heard saying the Argentine, followed by silence, and the unmistakable voice of Manuel angry ..

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"... do you do? I'm going. Half an hour ago you said you ibai 'to make breakfast, aweonao'

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Sorry, Manu, I forgot! Is that this asshole and called me ... But do not go, if I do that ...!

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No, no, keep talking just a moron. I tacked, I have fed weas that h

Respiratory Infection Running "Much Ado About Nothing"

a, just remember the confident words of Alfred at the time that had shaken hands starting the meeting.

- Ready for your loss, Iggy? "He smiled with some petulance, his hands were clenched. The Englishman then rolled her eyes. You kidding right? They were talking about him. They were talking about England, please, football was his thing.




"I think you're confused, fat liberation, this is the game of barbarians who are injured ..." Arthur made a vague motion with his free hand & MDAs; Iacute; easy to find, looked towards his goalkeeper, his face contorted slightly. He had started losing. As he remembered, and Matthew had confirmed a few days earlier, Alfred hated trailing only minutes into a game. Both in their happy games even in the world wars. smiled with satisfaction, running the distance between them to enjoy the sweet nectar of delight. There was a gentleman showing off in front of others. But it would make a small exception this time. He deserved it.

- Qu &enormous, used to compose that face, muttering a dismayed " The game just started" even though I knew that with that first play, Arthur was seven others near a
Checkmate. He does not like to admit that he would lose than when it was not good at the game.
Just like what was happening.

"I thought you could not play as a team," he added, and the smile of its former colony once again. A little difficult, of course.

- I've given a bit of an advantage, that's it!
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She chewed her bottom lip, angry with himself. It was all because of that brat burgers worshiper. If it were not so proud about the damn games and competitions. Ely his hero complex never cease to be a good loser. Arthur never admit it openly, but hated to see that face of disappointment in the U.S.. Preferred to see him with his stupid smile of an idiot. Because that was what it was Alfred, a bad loser idiot.

His sore loser idiot. focused his green orbs to Capello, the England coach that once understood, and in full minutesthirty, called for a change in the players. Milner was fine, was really just an excuse to make time. English quickened his pace towards the goalkeeper in his country, cursing entirely what I do. But you already knew, preferred the face-laced alegríay annoying self-confidence of America that those gestures of impotence painful (more so because he wore dark blue uniforms the lowest I remember a time in history that did not want to remember at the time).

"Hey, Green-called goalkeeper, ZOOM & aacute; NDOS quickly to it.

- Yes, Arthur? Asked this, still staring straight ahead.

The blond sighed. If Alfred knew so well as he did-and did-continue to insist and all the hero who was thought to make a goal. And should be for him to do so. "Listen very carefully," he murmured, and the tone he used, the young archer knew I'd better look at him as he spoke. At one point, cu

Little Blue Pill L498 1 of Prompt's Drabble Meme. Prussia / Austria.

C Disclaimer:

No, Hetalia not mine. If so, the next chapter tendríaa Denmark stalking sexy and cool way to Norway (who react in a tsundere ~). Couples: Prussia / Austria (Gilbo / Rode) and a bit of Prussia / Hungary to give meaning to history. Warnings: Possible OoC. Fail management Rode (this aristocratic gray green drives me to write it) For the first time, is not exactly crack!
Song heard: procedures to reach an agreement (Panda) and Für Elise (Beethoven) The combination of styles crack the planet.
Narcissistic
Excellence - Prussia, get out of here! Or I swear I will kill you to death.

-No. I'm too awesome for that.

- Lies The sweet, soothing ballad few octaves lower sound. Austrian experts fingers, which often slide a master at that beautiful piano lounge, lower your speed considerably while the notes of exquisite music that stops on the environment. They stop in time. It's really weird how your daily routine, for each d & amp; iacute; to the same, and always gets to that point ... where even play a symphony lacks courage. It makes no sense.

- Annoying Mr. Austria-reach to listen to Elizaveta, eyes closed, trying to resume his musical action. You're an egomaniac.
"The great I already know how incredible it is without you, crazy from the pan, you remember me," he answers simply, with his typical attitude of always.
- Idiot, I'm offended!

Every day is different. Albino always has to come home with pia Gilbirdinterpreted as a clear statement of his company to

. Feel the slight frown when he identifies the classic sounds of beating Hungary Prussia with the explosive device that has mass reach.

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is not important to you. It is not affecting him.

's not as if Gilbert was a necessary evil.

was only that he was a gentleman, and therefore should treat it so back. When someone said something, must comply. If you believe a bitter Prussia should be with him showing him that we neededhad called marriage, but she decided to marry an Austrian. A Prussian (Gilbert claimed nationality was the artist) asking him to marry a woman, but this was decided by an Austrian. Was that what had happened to them at the time he was united in marriage to Elizaveta? Did Gilbert ever had feelings for Hungary?
Do you feel now?
naive girl that had been the so-Therese. If he had been she would not have rejected such an offer by the artist. Such offer of a Prussian
.
"Hey ..." listen to Gilbert closer to his ear. Failure in one more key "Do not worry, sir, Ore-sama is too cool to want to take away to Hungary, Kesesesesese! Prussia understand, somehow, what he feels. But get it wrong. Completely wrong. Because the problem is, that Roderich not feel that nagging feeling of possessiveness exactly to Elizaveta. -narcissistic fool ... "he whispers, while concentrating on finishing the piece. Gilbert Listens to laugh and sit in front of Elah listen, while ensuring that now that is all & iacutebble. But hey, just account. I am the most educated person in the world listening to Beethoven, I swear. In addition, Für Elise

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is alemany means

To Elisa, the story about having another man's marriage to the Austrian and blabla is true, perfect squares (for informació No, go to Wiki, because Wiki knows everything).

took the name of a song by Panda (while listening to another, how ironic?)

Annie: I hope you liked

Drabble / Vignette of these two. I love together. I chose the one I liked Prompt(Li has absolute weakness to the jealousy of the uke).

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