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APH - Fighting togetherSpain was used to being sat on. Mainly by Romano. The little kid seemed to think that jumping on him was the only way to wake him up. However, Romano wasn't the one pinning him to the ground now. No, that honour belonged to his older brother. It's not like Portugal was that heavy, he was quite a small country compared to Spain himself. The problem was the hands around his neck trying to squeeze the air out of him.APH - Fighting together in Fan Fiction
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Antonio managed to gasp, "Portugal! I can't breathe!"
"Good! Then maybe you'll think before you speak, you bastard! How could you say those words?!"
"Portugal." The Southern European country looked back at the green-eyed blond and frowned. Arthur cleared his throat, "As much as I'd love to see you beat your brother to a bloody pulp, we really should be talking about strategies now. Plus..." the Englishman drawled, "... as much as it pains me to say, we'll need his help to defeat the French pervert."
Portugal got up without a word and joined England, but a dirty look told Spai