Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Cuba

        You step up to the hat and begin fishing for an item, something cold hits your palm. You grasp it and pull it out to find a small container of ice cream. Cubas familiar face walked up to you. "How did you manage to keep this cold?"

"I kept it in the ice box until just before we started, I figured whoever picked it out would want to eat it yeah." He smiled and led you to the closet, opening the door for you and helping you to a seated position.

"You dudes have fun now, I expect you to do  more than eat ice cream in there." America shut the door and your seven minutes began.

Despite what America said, you opened up your small container and took a bite. "Want some? It is yours after all." You held up a spoon for Cuba.

"Oh, no. I gave that to you. I can't take your ice cream from you. Besides," He pulled another small ice cream from his back pocket. "I brought myself one just in case." He opened it up and began to eat along side you. "I think sharing ice cream is one of the best ways for people to bond, I do it with Canada all the time. I might need to stop that for a while though." He laughed and rubbed his stomach. "I'm starting to look kind of like Santa clause."

"I love Santa clause." You'd blurted it out before you'd had a chance to think. "Sorry, I wasn't agreeing I just." Your voice trailed.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm the one who said it. You know what, you should come hang out with Canada an me sometime. It would be really nice to have a girl in the group. Especially a pretty one like you, the boys back home would be super jealous you know? Yeah, we could head down to the beach. You'd look super cute in a little swim suit." Cuba began to chuckle to himself as if picturing you three together now.

"H-hey, I never agreed to anything, especially not wearing a "little" bathing suit." You blushed at this idea. You weren't really the kind of girl who liked to show off her body. Like most girls, you were a bit insecure and shy when it came to that.

"What, you wont wear one? What if I buy you a really cute one, and a big sun hat too? You could tell he wasn't going to let this subject die, he was much to excited.

"Well, maybe, but only if you throw in a pair of sunglasses too."

Just happy you'd agreed, he nodded. "Deal, but now you know there's no turning back. You have got to go with us."

You nodded and shook his hand to solidify the deal. "Deal."

America opened the door and peered in. "Well, it looks like all you two did was finish up your ice cream. Figures." Cuba helped you up and led you straight to Canada.

Hey man, we've gotta this cute little lady shopping. She's going to make us look good.