Hey everyone, Gir'sdoomsongofdoom (aka Doom) here for another "exciting" story! I hope you guys like it! This is my first HetaliaCreepyPasta, and so it will be about Romano. I may later on make it Spamano. I'll have to see. Yes, I will expand to other characters in the near to later future, but this is good for now. By the way, if you've ever seen Invader Zim, this has a similar plot to the Halloween episode. That's all. Love you guys! Ps: T for Romano's mouth.

Disclaimer: I don't own this show.

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"Okay dudes, to figure out that problem with water pollution, I say that we get a big superhero to go and-"

"What kind of superhero would help us?"

"Dude, they love us!"

Romano watched as America and England had their daily battles about superheros and how to help with global warming, pollution, anything. 'Well, it's not like England's ideas are any better', thought Romano. 'It would just be black magic and nothing would end well, especially if that Russian bastard shows up. He's late today... hmm. I guess that's a good thing.'

The argument was at the point where China was offering the "Chinese Tasty Treats." Romano grunted. He was getting a huge migraine from all of this bull-shit. He started standing up to go, when the meeting took an entirely different turn for once. Instead of Germany breaking and screaming, it was... England? 'Great,' Romano thought, 'We have to hear about his black magic and how "it'll help" us. Yeah right. That scorn loving bastard.'

"EVERYONE SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP! Thank you! Now, I have an idea."

'Oh God,' thought Romano.

"We use magic! I'm tired of everyone arguing all the time, so I'll just put on a get along spell and everything'll be fine."

"THAT'S STUPID! YOU DUMB-ASS!"

"Romano, do you have something to say?"

"Yes, I'm tired of waiting and watching. We need to get something done that's productive, and magic won't help!"

"I already started the spell..."

"...Dumb ass."

Romano rushed to the closet that England had pointed out, and sure enough, Iggy had. "What the hell-? Which spell did you cast?"

"It's a get along spell. I already said that."

"As helpful as that would be, we don't need that. Cancel it!"

"...No."

"Then I will."

"Romano, the side effect from anyone else touching that thing is-" England never got to finish. Romano had started trying to stop the spell.

"CAN'T STOP ME NOW, BASTARD! DAMMIT, w-why do I f-feel so weird...?" Romano fell to the ground, and the horrible side effects (A/N: Lolz.) began.

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Romano's eyes snapped open and he looked around the room. It was darker than before, and nothing and no one else was in the room wi- wait... great. The Spanish bastard was there. He was still unconscious though. Wait... where was England?

"R-Romano? ROMANO! You're okay!"

'Great,' Romano thought, 'Let the torture begin.'

But instead of going on and on about his "little tomato", Spain sat up and looked him right in the eyes. "What did you do this time?"

"TH-THIS TIME? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THIS TIME?"

Spain sighed, "I mean, how did you screw us now?"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Bull shit."

Romano knew what he meant. He had touched the spell and he had felt Spain's hand on his shoulder- which is how Spain got here-, and England had mentioned "side effects". But where were they? He knew they were in the closet, but it didn't look exactly the same. Spain's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Um... Romano?"

"What?" He made sure to add on (a few seconds later), "Bastard."

"R-run."

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Okay guys, this isn't too creepy yet, but it'll get much creepier. Next chapter. Promise. Thanks to PotatoxPastaLover for being an awesome LD friend over this website, and for being such a great BETA reader. See ya guys!