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Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: AmericaCreepypasta: Hetalia Theory: America by ~SereneDash
Alfred washed out his mouth, spitting brown water back into the bathroom sink. He glanced back at the toilet but decided against going back until after dinner.
He wiped his mouth and threw out the paper towel, missing the trash can. He sighed, picking it up again. As he bent over his sweat shirt hung as if it were three sizes too big but it wasn't. As he threw out the paper towel he grimly thought about the red sweatshirt hanging on his shoulders loosely. It had once fit him, but that was when he was fat. I'm still fat, he thought, having a strong urge to vomit.
"Alfred!" His mom called.
"Yeah mom?" He answered, forgetting about his weight
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: EnglandCreepypasta: Hetalia Theory: England by ~SereneDash
Arthur was on another one of his trips. Not a traveling trip of course, but a deranged one of hallucinations. The hallucinations were fading now though. Arthur sighed, falling back onto his dirty couch in his run-down flat. He didn't have much money to make his flat any better due to his drug addiction but he did not care at all.
He grabbed the bag of mushrooms from the small plastic table in front of him. He smiled now He had just bought these new mushrooms his dealer picked out in the forest. They were called "amanita muscaria" apparently. He didn't care for the name really. He just wanted the euphoric sensation they gave him.
He popped a