"A SMEXIFUL dream? ....REALLY SPAIN? Why would i dream of you! This is a SMEXIFUL nightmare! Are you that retarded!?" He shouted at the other, walking closer to him to pinch his cheek harshly. "SEE. YOU'RE REAL, I'M REAL. NOT A DREAM." He finally finished, muttering cuss words as he walked and crossed his arms. Once Spain was attacked by some monster though he completely halted and froze, looking at the creature horrified with an expression that said 'I'm gonna BALLET my SMEXIFUL pants'
"HOLY BALLET" He finally shouted before backing up slowly, his legs shaking from how terrified he was. "U-Uhhh. SPAIN KICK HIM IN THE NUTS. YA WANT ME TO GO GET HELP? I'M GONNA GO GET SMEXIFUL HELP" He continued, running off like an Italian.