((Trash: so a lot of you have been worried about Spain. . . he's. . . um. . . . please pm me if you want to know. But I just wanna thank you all who asked and worried about him. Especially AMERICA-THE-HERO You are so helpful and truly are the hero! Thanks!))

Seborga: I can flirt better than the both of you!

Italy: no!

Romano: I'm getting married. I dont care.

Seborga: ok! Italy! I can flirt better!

Italy: impossible!

Seborga: yah-huh

Italy: let's prove it!

Seborga: ok!

(They go off to others)

Italy: Ciao, Germania!

Germany: hallo, Italien. vhat do you vant

Italy: I was-a wonder-

Germany: not now. I'm busy. Later, I promise.

Italy: oh. . . ok!

(He goes to Seborga)

Italy: I failed.

Seborga:*laughs* sorry. My turn!

(He walks over to trash((Trash: I'm sorry I have a big time crush in Sebo!)))

Seborga:  Ciao, bella!

Trash: ¡Hola, Seborga! ¿Como estas?

Seborga: I'm good! How about you?

Trash: great!

Seborga: hey, hey. Did you fall from heaven ((cheesy))

Trash: no

Seborga:*motions her,  as if he knows what she's gonna say, he does*

Trash: but I did scrape my knee crawling out of hell

Both: *make weird noises*

Sebo:*laughs* so, do you wanna go out tonight?

Trash:*blushes* u-um. . . sure!

Seborga: yes! Ok I'll pick you up at 8!

Trash: ok!

(Seborga goes over to Italy)

Seborga: bam!

Italy: yeah, yea

Seborga: no wonder they call me Romeo! ((I had to (｡･ω･｡) ))