Seven R-Rated Minutes in Heaven with the Hetalia Guys
You're a new country and your first World Meeting was today, needless to say, you were very nervous. You walked in the room and immediately felt out of place; everyone had already arrived so they all turned to you, your face flushed bright red and you gulped loudly. "H-hi." You whisper and barely raise your hand to wave to it.
"Ohonhon~ why 'ello there ma chere~." A long haired blond approaches you, takes your hand and kisses it.
"U-uh hi, I'm the new country."
"Ahh~! Magnifique, you can introduce yourself~." He said happily as he dragged you to the front of the room. Your eyes widened and your face grew darker, you didn't do well with public speaking; yeah, you probably weren't going to last very long but you were determined to be the best country you could be with your abilities.
"U-uhm, I-I'm shy w-when it comes to n-new people." You whisper to the man. He stopped and turned back to you and smiled.
"You are adorable, chère. Alright, then we'll play a little game, an icebreaker if you will. Now every please put an item in this bag and you chère, close your eyes and no peeking~." You do as he said and close your eyes, hearing a lot of noise of people coming over and placing items in the bag and a person, was that a British accent?, complaining about the…frog? "Alright chère~, you may open your eyes~." You blink your eyes a few times and look at the bag. "Come, come, pick an item~." You don't understand but put your hand in the bag. "Now whose ever item you pick, you must spend seven minutes in the closet with them~."