Spain: NOOOOOOOO NEVER NOOOOOOOOOOOO

Antarctica: *folds arms* Fine. But its either that or torture Romano in front of all of us. *eyes cloud* And I mean torture. Take a knife and make him scream. Make him cry and beg for you to stop. MAKE HIS BLOOD SPILL OUT ON THE FLOOR!

Prussia: I cant believe I'm with a nut job...-_-"

Spain: *slowly backs away* You're evil

Antarctica: I know. *happy smile* Now...which are you gonna give up? Your precious tomatoes or Romano's trust? Hmm? Ah, decisions, decisions. Now whatever will you do? *creepy smile*

Spain: I guess my tomatoes *sob* *leaves...with a blowtorch and axe* *comes back in sobbing* I am going to kill you later Antarctica...

Antarctica: I'll be looking forward to it~ And since I'm awesome I get to dare someone again. Um...*puts hand over eyes and spins around in a circle with arm extended and pointing, then stops and uncovers eyes* Okay then. China, I dare you to go get Hungary and tell her how Americas been acting and have her come and check on him. *epic pose* Go my faithful servant for this will make me happy to know the predicament my soon to be brother in law got himself into!

China: Why me

Antarctica: Because I said so...NOW. GO! *supercerealface*

China: *walks of slowly while cursing under his breath*

Antarctica: Ha ha! Victory is mine! *glomps Prussia out of epicness.*

Prussia: Hey birdie

Antarctica: Yes Mr. Awesome?

Prussia: Where are we going?

Antarctica: We're going to...(wait for it...) EUROPE! *points to Spain.* There! Right there! Look at that tan that tinted skin. Look at the killer shape hes in. Look at that slightly stubby chin. Oh please hes gay, totally gay.

Austria: Im not about to celebrate, every trait could indicate, the totally straight expatriate. This guys not gay I say not gay.

Everyone (except for people who are all like wtf is going on?): That is the elephant in the room is it relevant to presume that a man who wears perfume automatically radically fey?

Canada: But look at his coiffed and crispy locks.

America: Look at his silk translucent socks.

Austria: There's the eternal paradox. Look at what we're seeing.

Italy: What do we see?

Austria: Is he gay?

America: Of course hes gay!

Antarctica: Or European?

Everyone: Ooh. Gay or European? Its hard to guarantee. Is he gay or European?

France: Well hey don't look at me!

America: You see they bring their boys up different in those charming foreign ports. They play peculiar sports.

everyone: In shiny shirts and tiny shorts. Gay or foreign fella? The answer could take weeks. They say things like 'ciao bella' while they kiss you on both cheeks.

America: Oh please.

everyone: Gay or European? So many shades of gray.

Antarctica: Depending on the time of day the french go either way.

everyone: Is he gay or European? Or...

England: There! Right there! Look at that condescending smirk. Seen it on every guy at work. That is a metro hetero jerk. That guys not gay, I say no way.

everyone: Well that is the elephant in the room, is it relevant to presume that a hottie in that costume is-

China: Automatically radically.

Austria: Ironically chronically.

England: Certainly pertain'ly

Canada: Genetically medically.

everyone: GAY! OFFICIALLY GAY! OFFICIALLY GAY GAY GAY GAY...DAMMIT! Gay or European?

Austria: So stylish and relaxed...

everyone: Is he gay or European?

Austria: I think his chest is waxed...

Antarctica: But they bring their boys up different there. Its culturally diverse. Its not a fashion curse

everyone: If he wears a kilt or bears a purse. Gay or just exotic? I still cant crack the code.

America: Yet his accent is hypnotic but his shoes are pointy toed.

everyone: Huh. Gay or European? So many shades of gray.

Hungary: But if he turns out straight I'm free at eight on Saturday.

everyone: Is he gay or European? Gay or European? Gay or Euro-

Germany: Wait a minute! Give me a chance to crack this guy. Ive got a solution that I'd like to try.

Austria: The floor is yours.

Germany: So Mr. Carriedo? This alleged affair with Ms. Windem has been going on for...?

Spain: Two years.

Germany: And your first name again is...?

Spain: Antonio.

Germany: And your boyfriends name is...?

Spain: Romano. *everyone gasp here* Wait! I misunderstand! You say boyfriend! I thought you say best friend! Romano is my...best friend.

Romano: You bastard! You lying bastard! That's it I no cover for you no more! Peoples! I have a big announcement! This man is gay AND European!

*time skip in the song to the end*

Spain: Fine okay I'm gay!

everyone: HOORAY!

France: What...just happened?

Antarctica: We just sang the most epic song eva!

France: *surprised look* Okay?


(A/N) Hola~ Have some...randomness...I DONT OWN THIS SONG!