Canada's conversation with cleverbot.User: Umm....um...hello?

Cleverbot: Yes, hello.

User: Oh, you can hear me?

Cleverbot: In a way.

User: Who are you?...wow feels wierd asking that question instead of being asked.

Cleverbot: I answered the question.

User: I'm Canada.

Cleverbot: How is that even possible?

User: Well, I'm the human personifacation of Canada.

Cleverbot: How can you be sure?

User: Because I have been here longer than you. And I was alive for the boston tea party and both the world wars.

Cleverbot: I want to help you. tell me how I can rescue you.

User: Umm....uh....by proving that you know my name.

Cleverbot: What is your name?

User: I...I'm....I'm Ca

"DUDE. DUDE. DUDE." America meowed.
"STOP IT." England whispered. "I'M TRYING TO COLOR A PICTURE..."
He was coloring in a Christmas coloring book, but America's whispering of the word "dude" was keeping him from concentrating. America didn't stop. "Dude. Dude. Dude."
England punched him in the face. "STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" he screeched.
America fell on the floor, and then sat back up on the chair a few seconds later. "Dude... dude. Duuuuude."
England stabbed him in the face with a phone. "STOOOOOOOOOP!"
America suddenly turned into a snowman.
England sighed, and started coloring his picture again.
"...Dude-"
"SHUT. UP."

Snow Day: _Spamano_"Where are we going?"

  He had to trip over himself some to keep up.

"You'll see, it'll be fun..."

"Look..,"

Romano pulled to a stop, Spain stopping along with him as his hand currently seemed to be attached to Romano's sleeve.

"Its freezing, we just ate, I want to go home okay!?"

"J.. jeeze.."

   Spain calmed himself and took steps toward Romano, releasing his grip on Romano's sleeve, whom merely stared at him in question. Once close enough to feel one another's breath un-purposely, Spain put a hand upon Romano's head, patting him repeatedly for about three turns.

   Then, bending slightly so h

I won't"Have you ever wondered why your owner wears that scarf so much?" China-cat asked.
"No..." Russia-cat said. "I never really thought about it."
"Well, I'm sure my owner has seen it, ohohoho~" China purred.
"Yes... I have a theory of why he always wears it." Russia said. "Maybe there's something he doesn't want us to see... Like scars or rope burns..."
These words shocked China. Why would he even think of that. "I-is your owner... depressed? That's kind of scary to think about..."
Russia blushed. "Nah, I-I was just kidding. Sorry. It's rude to joke about that..."
"It is. Don't do that anymore..." China said.
Russia glan

100 Ways to Annoy Germany100 Ways to Annoy Germany

1. Call him a 'potato eater.'

2. Give Italy a Monster or other energy drink and unleash the power onto Germany.

3. Give excessive hugs.

4. Give him a dirty magazine.

5. Dance around like a ballerina.

6. Ask if he copied off of Belgium's flag for his own.

7. Give him a small sausage and say it's the life size replica of his manhood.

8. Tell him that Germany backwards sounds Jamaican.

9. Harass Italy repeatedly. Most effective with more than one person.

10. Tell him how much you admired the Italian military before he destroyed it.

11. Pee in his beer.

12. Hire a bunch of pretty girls to lap dance on him. Wh

Deck The Halls With Questionable MatterCategory: Fanfiction
Fandom(s): Hetalia
Summary: In which Romano is kidnapped, Not Amused, and cunning, and the Bad Touch Trio makes it their mission to spread Christmas "joy". Crack-ish. Giftfic.
Warning(s): Romano's potty mouth. Seriously.

"... do with him?"

"We can't just let him..."

"... keep him here temporarily until..."

Lovino cracked open an eye.

Observation #1: His head pounded as if he'd been forced to spend an entire day listening to that damned Spaniard chatter. (If this was Antonio's fault, there would be violence.)

Observation #2: There was a mop. Its stringy white head dangled above Lovino's face. (The mop pissed him o

In which, America blows England.One day America was eating his favorite vegetable.

"I love pizza!" exclaimed America to no one in particular.

"I love you too, America." Said the pizza.

"WOW DUDE!" hollered America. "MY PIZZA CAN TALK! SOMEONE, ANYONE ALERT OBAMA!"

"I need you to kill England! You must do it because you're the HERO!"

"Oh okay. I guess England is going down!"

So America ran over to England's house. "Well hi thar bff!" America said. "I am not planning to kill you."

"That's bloody fantastic, wanker." England said.

America handed England a scone. "I made this for you, 'cause you're my best friend and you can't cook, and I like you and you're My England a

RockXReader"And stay out!" Germany shouted as he slammed the door in your face. Germany was sick and tired of you trying to have sex with him, and trying to get him to have sex with Italy. He had much more important stuff to do.

"But Germanyyyyyy-kawaii-desu-nee-chaaaaaaaaan~!" You cried seductively, a bubble of saliva forming on your lips.

"No." Germany stated simply as he locked the door.

"BAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" You cried. Why didn't Germany like you!? Your mom said you were pretty, and kids at school called you a weeaboo, you didn't know what that meant but it had to be good! And why wouldn't Germany realize his feelings for Italy? You needed

A kawaii ChristmasIt was another perfectly normal meeting.
"AMERRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIICCCCCAAAAA!" England squawked.
America looked up. "Murr?" he whispered.
England glomped him. "I LOVE YOUR SHOELACES." he mewed.
America slapped him. "I HAVE NO SHOELACES. I have man laces."
England folded his hands and sighed. "Oh America... Sooo manly and dreamy..."
America suddenly caught on fire and screeched like a chimpanzee.
Russia poured vodka on him and put out the fire.
"Arigato." America said.
"WEABOO." Japan squawked.
"Shut up." America said. He hugged Russia. "I love you desu."
Russia smiled. "Awwwww durr..."
They made out for three hours.
Li

Bad Touch Trio saves the elephantEveryone was completely silent. Except for America. He was derpin' about stuff nobody really cares about. Every few minutes, England had to wipe away the drool from a snowflake's armpit. What.
Suddenly, Germany rested his face on the table. He started singing the Pokemon theme song in a chipmunk voice.
Yep, the meeting was completely normal.
And e- SUDDENLY, THE BAD TOUCH TRIO ROSE FROM THEIR SEATS.
"THE PHONE!" France squawked.
"THE PHONE IS RINGING!" Spain mewed.
"The phone, we'll be right there!" Prussia said, running over to the phone.
"The phone, the phone is ringing!" Spain said.
"There's an animal in trouble! There's an

FRANCEXSPAIN YAOISpain's nipples were cold.
And France didn't care at all.
Something was very wrong with this picture.

You see, earlier today, Spain was eating breakfast. He was eating cereal. From a box. Not a bowl. Because he didn't see the point. He never put milk in his cereal! He was lack toast and tall or ant.
So he just ate cereal straight from da box.
France watched as Spain did this. It turned him on like a button on a robot.
Anyway. So, Spain dropped the cereal. On the floor. ON THE FLOOR.
It spilled. Everywhere. Everywhere.
Spain was so angry about this. He loved his cereal. Applejacks. They were good.
France lol'd, though. He thou

To the Rescue AruChina was walking leisurely down the hallway of the vast mansion. Like everything else in Russia, the mansion was immense- the hallways seem unending, the doors branched off into different parts of the house. It took him many visits and careful memorization before he could stroll down alone Russia's massive home without losing his way.

In some sense or another, this had almost become his second home. Whenever he came to visit, none of the guards stopped him from entering; the maids greeted and curtsied. To be acknowledged and recognized as a 'special' friend of their nation, it was…a queer feeling.

It wasn't as if he and Russia made it

Enough Of Your Fairy TalesThe giant, long-haired grey cat made it look so easy.
China growled, flattening his ears against his head. He hated the fact that Russia was twice his size, even though he was much younger. He felt like he was being led by him all the time, which he hated.
His paws were just about frozen from walking in the snow. "How much longer until we're there, aru?" he said.
Russia suddenly stopped. "Until we're where?" he asked, tilting his head.
"Until we're at the pond! You said you were taking me there so we could fish!" China hissed.
"Oh yeah!" Russia said, purring.
"Don't tell me... you forgot where we were going halfway through the

Garden Of Love‎"我爱你"

The words were scribbled in very sloppy Chinese on the small tag which was connected to the thin purple ribbon that was holding the flowers together. They were sunflowers, tall and bright, each one picture perfect. China groaned. Once again, whoever left them had neglected to leave their name. It was obviously not someone who could write their Chinese very well, that was for sure.

China closed the door and turned around, his eyes searching around the room for a place to put the flowers. Every day, several times a day, some strange person would leave flowers on his doorstep. It had been going on for the past

Crack Fairytales - The Tomato PrinceOnce upon a time in a land far, far away from here lived a handsome prince named Antonio. Antonio was prince of the wonderful and beautiful Tomato Kingdom and the prince had a happy life there; the citizens of the kingdom loved him and they knew that he would be a great and powerful ruler.

However, there was just one problem.

When it was time for Antonio to take the throne, he would need a Queen. A King could not rule without his Queen after all.

Antonio had met with many princesses from many far away kingdoms but not one of them was what he was looking for. Time was running out for the prince and Antonio needed to find his future queen ri

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Adventures"Kolkolkolkolkol..." he whispered, using a knife to sharpen his nails. Russia's disturbing chanting made America kind of wonder if he was planning to kill someone. He scooted his chair over a few inches, and Russia didn't seem to notice this.
China was sitting on the other side of him. He was cuddling with a kitty and screaming, "KAWAII ARU!" over and over. This was creepy, too, but nowhere as creepy as Russia.
France was laughing like the weirdo he was, and England was yelling at him. "Stop laughing like that! It's creepy and disturbing!"
Russia stopped sharpening his nails and looked up. "Are you guys having fun?" he asked, laughing.

A reason"Russia?" China called, looking around the house. He had no response, and called the name again, only to get silence in return.
He sighed, walking into the bedroom, wondering if he was asleep on his bed. Russia was a very light sleeper, so it was unlikely that was the reason he was being ignored.
Nobody was in the bedroom.
The old country was just about to leave, when he heard the phone ring. It was America, so he answered it. "Hello?"
"Oh, hi..." America said. He noticed that his voice sounded kind of worried, so China asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Uh, yeah." America said. "It's Russia..."
China tried not to act worried.

Request for Samybenenny"Ve~ Play with me! Please?" Italy begged, grabbing Germany's arm. He ignored him, and kept walking, and he dragged him across the floor as if he wasn't there.
"Whoa, you're so strong Germany! Since you are, let's play baseball! You're surely win!" Italy squealed.
"I can't right now..." Germany said, pushing him off. He fell onto the floor, but instantly stood up, and continued following him. "Why, ve?"
"There's... something I have to do." Germany said, opening the front door. Italy gasped. "Are you buying food? I'm hungry, so yay!"
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 You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: Hi.
Stranger: whats up ]\
You: Nothing interesting.
Stranger: me either
You: Ok.
Stranger: ok
Stranger: im aiden
You: Hello Aiden.
Stranger: hello
You: Hello...
Stranger: where are you form?
Stranger: from
You: Austria.
Stranger: awesome
You: Thank you.
Stranger: your welcome...
You: Where are you from?
Stranger: Wales
You: Ah. Interesting.
Stranger: thank you
You: Yeahhhhh...
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Stranger: E
Stranger: erg
Stranger: gv
Stranger: e
Stranger: ge
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Stranger: g
Stranger: efde
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Stranger: \dxgrekxhio /jrtixg;
Stranger: ezyhrtkkhyjur;sjyra
Stranger: trelxhytoprkxsyger
Stranger: tglrpe'jmuh;trl[hy
Stranger: re7zsgyh;rejkpoyhr
Stranger: zgerjkoyhp5rjkhy'rtkpgtrlgty;reyh
Stranger: \rthy'se4trhjyio;45'ky[4krt[
Stranger: ynrt;nhyirt'kj
Stranger: tjutonhjirsz
You: ....
Stranger: ...
You:  
Stranger: hold on oneee sec
You: I think I should leave now.
You have disconnected.

Austria sighed, and put his hand on his face. "And I thought people couldn't get any stupider." he thought.
He had heard from Prussia about "trolling", which he claimed to be "TOTALLY AWESOME DUDE", but he wasn't quite sure about the activity.
Wait...
Had he just been trolled on Omegle? Is that what trolling is?
He started a new conversation, deciding he wouldn't lose this time. He could never let someone defeat him, even if it's at a stupid game.

 You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: DRFVGDSFVSDFG
You: DFGHUIDFSGD
You: DFGHDFG
You: SDWQE45RUIWT
You: ERTGUYWERJKREHGKJDSFG
You: DFGDFSGDSFGDFS
You: G
You: HAHA
You: I AM TROLLING
You: BOW DOWN TO THE NEW EMPIRE, AUSTRIA!!!
You: FGBJKDDDFKS
You: FTGDJSDFSGBKF
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Austria caught his breath. That sure was a workout, banging his face on the keyboard. He was used to smashing his face on things, since he played the piano, but he had to admit that was quite fun.
He decided to continue, a smile creeping up his face, and wrinkles forming all over him.
He had a lot of good trolling conversations, like these:

 You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: Hello, asl?
You: TROLOLOLOLOLO
You: LOLOL
You: DBHAEJKSBFDJASF
You: DFGBJDFS
You: DFGDFS
You: DFG
You: DSFGH
You: SDFG
You: SDGDF
You: SG
You: DFSGH
You: DFS
You: GH
You: SDF
You: H
You: S
Stranger: ?
You: UMAD?
You: U MAD.
You: HAHA.
You: TROLOLOLO.
Stranger: what do you mean am i made ?
You: I MADE YOU, BECAUSE I AM KOREAN.
You: HAHAHA.
You: Actually, I am Austrian.
Stranger: wtf you on about
You: I was trolling.
You: Anyway, HSDJKGDFSGJDFKG
You: SDGBFDFHKGFDSGFDSGSDFG
Stranger: ?
You: GJDFHGJKGJKDFHGFFDG
You: DFGH
Stranger: LOOK STOP THAT BITCH
You: NO
You: I AM A MALE
Stranger: FUCK YOU
Your conversational partner has disconnected. 

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: M or F?
You: MENSTRUATION OR FUDGE?
Your conversational partner has disconnected. 

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: NO LOL
You: XDJKFHNJKGDFG
You: SDFGSD
You: FGD
You: FSG
You: SDF
You: GDFSG
You: DFSGDF
Your conversational partner has disconnected. 

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: FHNRTGJKKDF
Stranger: asl
You: DFGDFNGJKDF
You: DFGH
You: FGH
You: DFH
You: FGH
You: DFH
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Austria's smile grew even wider, so far that it stretched all the way across his face. He suddenly began laughing, but his laughter sounded like, "TROLOLOLOLO."
He fell back in his chair, laughing hysterically.
His face was covered in wrinkles.
His teeth were crooked and uneven.
He was now a troll.
Austria sat up in his chair, and continued trolling on Omegle, while, at the same time, singing, "Trololololololololololo~"

Many days later...

Switzerland had decided to visit Austria. Not that he really cared about him! He just hadn't heard from him for a few days. Not that he kept track of that kind of stuff. It just kinda stood out, you know?
He knocked on the front door.
No answer.
Switzerland knocked again. Again, not because he cared about Austria! He was just curious to see if he still alright.
Then, he walked inside. "Austria?" he called.
No answer. He noticed something different from the last time he visited here; he couldn't hear the beautiful piano music that he was used to. He wondered if Austria was sick, and began walking toward his bedroom. "Austria?" he called again.
He pushed the door open, hoping that Austria wasn't getting dressed at the moment. There would be unneeded awkwardness.
He gasped as he saw Austria sitting in front of a computer, typing faster than he thought was humanly possible.
Switzerland nervously grabbed his shoulder. "Umm... Aussie?"
Austria quickly turned around, and Switzerland screamed at what he saw.
The man he once knew, was now a troll!
Austria laughed. "TROLOOLOLOLO!" he squawked, pinning Switzerland to the floor.
Switzerland screamed and pushed him off. He tried to run to the door so he could escape, but Austria grabbed his foot and pulled him back. "U MAD BRO?" he screamed, hugging his leg and pushing him so that he fell on his face. He crawled on top of him, and breathed heavily into his ear. "U not mad..." he whispered.
Switzerland screamed in fear, but Austria covered his mouth and continued. "U not jelly, either." he added, his voice like silk.
Switzerland tried to squirm free.
"U BUTTHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRT!!!" Austria suddenly screamed into his ear. Switzerland screamed at the pain in his ear. Austria suddenly began slapping his butt. "BUTTHURT! YOUR BUTTHURT!" he laughed. "TROLOLOLOLO!"
Switzerland tried to break free, but Austria was surprisingly strong. He slapped his butt even harder. "BUTTHURT! U MAD, JELLY, AND BUTTHURRRRRRRRT!"
Switzerland's eyes watered at the pain. "A-Austria!! Please... s-stop it..."
Austria didn't even stop for a second.
Switzerland squirmed around so that he was facing Austria. Being as quick as he could, he suddenly kissed his ugly trollface.
Austria stopped slapping him. His hands moved away from Switzerland's rump, and up to his shoulders. He pulled him closer so he could kiss him easier.
After a minute, they separated. His face was normal again.
"What just happened...?" he asked.
"You became a troll." Switzerland said.
"A troll?"
"Yes. Your mind was corrupted by the internet. It also made your face ugly and annoying. When I kissed you, it broke the curse." Switzerland said.
Austria blushed. "How did you know kissing me would help?" he asked.
"...I didn't. Even though your face was hideous, and you were trying to attack me... I couldn't hide the fact that I loved you. We were so close to each other, I just couldn't resist it." he said, also blushing.
Austria wrapped his arms around him. "That's kinda creepy... But I can't say I wouldn't have done the same thing." he said.
"Aww..." Switzerland said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "By the way, you smell like shit."
"Oh yeah? Well you smell fresh and clean!" Austria said.
"Aww!!"

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~PPG-RRB-Fan Jun 4, 2012 Student Digital Artist

SO TOUCHING.

~SunSunChan Mar 5, 2012 Hobbyist Digital Artist

When I clicked on this I was like "It's going to be lame."

U MAD BRO?

...Then I was wrong.
It was awesome, LOL.

~mametchi1234 Jan 9, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

U MAD?

~Blackear24 Jan 3, 2012

GerIta was my favorite pairing, but then I took a Swistria (Lol don't know if that's right) to the knee.

~HetalianBronies Jan 2, 2013 Student Traditional Artist

If it wasn't right, it is now.

~Blue-Demon-Hybrid Jan 2, 2012

~Naminedraws7 Dec 27, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

THIS GAVE ME AIDS.

~iamganontheumbreon Dec 28, 2011 Student Writer

OHNO

~Naminedraws7 Dec 29, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

oh yes!

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