- Translation by: spaceinvaderdud
- LJ Post
Narrator: 6 a.m.
Romano: Hey, you! Make breakfast now! Breakfast now, breakfast now!
Spain: Stop that… Stop jumping on my stomach to wake me up…
Romano: Make breakfast now! Breakfast now!
Narrator: His lackey violently forces him to wake up.
Spain: I’m still sleepy…
Romano: My hunger bug’s been awake for so long, you jerk!
Spain: Just a little longer… Sleepy sleepy sleep…
Narrator: 7 a.m.
Belgium: Good morning!
Spain: Mornin’! Where’s Netherlands?
Belgium: My brother’s… well, you know…
Spain: Oh yeah, I forget he hates me…
Belgium: T-that’s not it… oh! Would you like me to help you make breakfast?
Spain: Oh yeah, sure! A certain someone with a hungry stomach is making a big racket inside.
Belgium: *giggles* Understood, sir! Let’s get to work right now!
Spain: Breakfast’s ready! Make sure you sit nicely there now!
Romano: What took so long, damn it?! Let’s hurry up and eat, you je- *stomach growls*
Spain: *laughs* Really sorry about the wait, little hunger bug!
Romano: After I eat, I’m getting you…
Narrator: A nice, peaceful breakfast.
Narrator: 9 a.m.
King: What’s with all these mysterious sheets?!
Spain: Umm, these are the debts that the previous, previous king left behind.
King: This is hopeless… We don’t have any money to pay all of this off! I’m suppose to be the king and I can’t live a life of luxury at all!
Spain: This may be true now, but if you do your best to strengthen the country now, you’ll be able to manage!
King: I don’t feel like working at all… I’m a king and I’m living a life of a plebeian! My motivation’s not rising…
Spain: Don’t lose to those negative thoughts! The only place to go when you hit rock bottom is up!
King: Noo, nooo! There’s no way I can do it! I can’t even think of a way for our country to recover! Even the Netherlands hates me! It’s hopelesssss…
Spain: Get a grip, Your Majesty!
Narrator: He meets with his boss.
King: *despair babble*
Spain: Don’t do anything rash! Let’s talk about this!
Narrator: 10 a.m.
Spain: You there! If you keep slumping like that, you won’t be able to see anything when it comes time to battle!
Soldier: Y-yes, sir! I apologize, sir!
Spain: First, try to find your balance and straighten your posture!
Soldier: L-l-like this?
Spain: Good, but try to keep your pants up, alright?
Narrator: He diligently works.
Romano: *makes sleep noises* Sleepy…
Spain: 12 p.m.
France: Thanks for the food!
Spain: Hey, why did you come here?!
France: Well, *munch munch munch* your cuisine is the best next to mine.
Spain: I’m second, huh? That’s pretty awesome.
Narrator: He eats lunch together with a mystery neighbor that invited himself in.
Narrator: 1 p.m.
Romano: I only did it because you said so!
Spain: I didn’t say to make the room into a sloppy mess!
Romano: Bu-but the shelf just fell down! And then this giant squirrel came and… *makes noises*
Spain: That did not happen! Come on, I’ll help you clean up your mess.
Romano: I’m tired, you jerk!
Narrator: He cleans up his lackey’s mess.
Turkey: Hmm… Hmm… Your defenses are filled with too much holes.
Narrator: And then the shadow aiming for said lackey appears.
Narrator: 2 p.m.
Belgium: All right! Phew, I’m pretty tired!
Spain: Hey, want me to help?
Belgium: Oh, I’m sorry! May I ask you to?
Spain: Sure! Just leave it to me!
Romano: I’ll do itttt!
Narrator: Friendly laundry washing.
Narrator: 3 p.m.
*Romano and Spain snore*
Belgium: *laughs* They’re making the same face!
Narrator: A siesta of course!
Narrator: 4 p.m.
Bird: Chirp chirp.
Spain: Oh, thanks as always!
Bird: Chirp chirp!
Spain: It probably has the same thing written on it like last time though.
Bird: Chirp?
Narrator: He receives a letter from Austria that pretty much says, “You are a fool!”
Narrator: 6 p.m.
France: Seriously, your food is really exquisite, second place!
Belgium: Why is brother France eating here?
Spain: It’s just business as usual. Wait, there’s another one of you here too!
Prussia: DAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! I came here to eat! My rumbling belly wants food in it!
Romano: I hate this.
Spain: Hey now, Romano! It’s not good to be picky, you know?
Romano: You can have it!
Spain: Romano!
Narrator: Dinner with one more mystery neighbor added to the table.
Narrator: 9 p.m.
Spain: So these are the tactics armies used long ago, huh? *yawns* Well, I can’t actually use this because our artillery is in bad shape. I wonder if there’s something more practical to use?
Belgium: Studying hard, are we? You should try to go to sleep soon.
Spain: Yeah, I’m gonna go to bed in just a little bit. *yawns*
Narrator: He studies tactics.
Narrator: 10 p.m.
Spain: I’m tired.
Romano: Shut up! Hurry up and go to sleep, damn it!
Spain: You don’t need to stay awake until I go to sleep.
Romano: What are you saying? Are you saying that I’m staying awake all nervous like just for you?! Mmm…damn it… I’m sleeping. Later.
Spain: Yup. Good night. *yawns*
Narrator: And that’s a day in Spain’s life.
Narrator: 2 a.m.
Romano: Hey! You better make sure that the monsters won’t come out to get me until I’m done peeing, okay? GOT THAT, YOU JERK?!