Hello Hello! Kitty 29 here and I write fffaannnfiction! YAY!

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I live in the lovely land of KANADA (Canada). I write way too much and at the moment all I seem to be writing is Hetalia though one day I may or may not one day get off my arse (or rather on it considering I sit when I write) and write something for Kingdom Hearts, Phoenix Wright and/or the Gorillaz. I love editing shit and will edit your shit if you so want me too. My head cannon gets in the way a lot even though I try not to and I shower my own country with so much love that in a few years it will be considered paedophilia.

I'm open to any suggestions to doing joint fics, one shot ideas or just being yelled at in general.

Below are previews to stories that I am writing and a few stories that I have yet to post. I usually update the preview for the next chapter a few days if not on the day I post a new chapter so check back often if you like a mini teaser to what will happen next. If you want status on the story feel free to PM me. I would put the status of the stories up in this as well but that requires effort that could be used to write my story (read:I'm lazy).

Okay well I think that be all! Thanks for taking the time to read this and whatnot and I don't know what else to write in this silly thing so I will stop before I embarrass myself, oh no too late.

Previews of stories that I should be working on now but am lazy

Colours: Chapter 50 -- He staggered, mentally, physically, it was hard to tell at this point. Either way the hands were back on his arms, firm but gentle, to keep him steady. The hands were hot on his skin and suddenly everywhere else was cold. He wanted more but needed less.

Gamble: Chapter 5 -- "Where's the pasta chamber?" Poland pointed to an extra compartment on the submarine and Italy sighed in relief. The pasta chamber was the most important part!

Just Who Am I?: Chapter 10 -- "Oh dear, I'm sorry. Am I a naughty girl for taking little Mattie away from his knight in shining armour?" She cooed, her expression faking guilt as she made her way over with heavy footsteps. "The guy from earlier didn't complain and in about ten minutes, neither will you."

Love Before Complications: Chapter 9 -- Italy gave him the most unimpressed stare that the Prussian had ever seen the Italian give to anybody. Dear god. He didn't even think it was possible.

Murder: Chapter 4 -- "Please just touch me!" She cried, writhing against her chains so violently her skin broke, lining her arms and legs with brilliant shades of red. It took nearly every once of willpower Arthur had not to smile in delight.

Rendezvous: Chapter 3 -- Canada frowned as he blinked his tired eyes at his pacing brother. "Alfred, you do know it's three o'clock in the morning, right?"

The Ultimate Musical: Chapter 3 -- England glanced at the watch he was suddenly wearing. Still morning...looks like he didn't lose any more than half an hour, but still. What the hell?

To Follow the Music: Chapter 8 -- “So he finally asked you out?” Arthur nearly choked. Why did Antonio have such random bouts of perception? Why couldn’t he just be oblivious all the time, darn it!

Previews of stories that I will someday post up for everyone's viewing pleasure

Breaking Point(name debatable): (Oneshot Spain/South Italy medical AU) “Oi! Everyone! I don’t give a damn about that retarded queer tomato bastard Antonio Carriedo! I have no idea where the hell he is and I don’t care, stop wasting my time!”

Conquer: (Oneshot PruCan) Prussia wanted, if only for an hour or two, to screw the partnership they had and take Canada for himself; to enslave him, leave him whimpering and begging for mercy whither he wanted it or not. Surprisingly, Canada did want it.