Egg Nation- From Nation to Hatchling
Wispy fog gurgled over the rim of the cauldron, plummeting to the floor it stretched out soon covering the cold stone floor of the dark and damp room. Then a dim yellow light emitted from the brew-filled pot revealing the figure whose hand was held over the bubbling liquid. The color of the light didn't mix well with his bright emerald eyes, the combination producing a sickening lime green. His sandy hair blended fairly better only becoming a more saturated yellow, but illuminating his pale face brought attention to the contrast it had with his thick black eyebrows. Lips curved into a wiry grin, he opened his mouth and let out a long cackle.
'Finally' He thought, '…after centuries of criticism, I'll show them all. And they'll have no choice but to submit to the ultimate truth that my food is delicious!'
England let out another series of laughter that bounced off the walls and back at him. Today was his turn to host the meeting held for the previous Allied and Axis powers to assess the recovery from the second World War, and as most of their meetings tended to run longer than planned so food was always provided by the host country. And when it was announced that it was England's turn, no one was excited about eating the poor chap's cooking.
"But with this magical sauce anything I serve them will taste amazing!" He boasted proudly ending his sentence with more laughter, at this point consisting of mainly giggles.
While at his front door a very quiet nation knocked lightly on the wood, sighing when no one responded. Violet-blue eyes behind a pair of glasses started to fret when his knocks went unanswered. The snoozing cream bear in his arms yawned and starred sleepily at the timid country.
"Who are you?" The bear asked rubbing its tired eyes with the back of a fluffy paw.
"I-I'm Canad-da, Kumajiko." He stated weakly, "We were invited by England to come visit today, don't you remember?" The teenage-looking nation paused.
"But I guess he forgot. I hope he doesn't mind if I let myself in." He whispered, barely mustering enough courage to turn the knob and gently push open the door.
Canada smiled warmly to himself and stepped into the older nation's home when…
"YO! We're here." Exclaimed Canada's brother whom he was always mistaken for when he wasn't ignored completely.
"Hey, check it out! The dude totally left his door wide open, he could be in trouble. I think this calls for a hero to swoop in and save the day!" America announced in his 'hero' voice while jabbing a gloved thumb at himself, not noticing his brother who was less than a foot away. Germany just shoved him out of his way muttering that England probably just left it ajar by accident. The rest of the nations that were the other members of the meeting came in after Germany, and Canada was nearly trampled by them since they didn't notice him, like usual.
After closing the door and venturing into the den, it was soon apparent that no one was in the house.
"Ciao, England! We're here, so let's start the meeting. Because you know the sooner we finish, the sooner we get to eating some pasta." The Italian shouted through the his hands cupped around his mouth, but there was no answer.
"This is strange. I mean… We came here at the right time and place, so why isn't he here?" The ancient nation, China, said in a hush voice. To which he was answered with a couple grunts and shrugs from his companions. All except Russia who starred at the door paned window that led to England's backyard with a smile, a creepy smile like an animal whose just cornered its prey.
"He's… out there." He said with a low twisted chuckle muffled by his pink scarf. This revelation calmed most of them down, America was a little more concerned about Russia's presentation of this information saying he was "freaking" him out. France was the first, bursting through the doors with his arms spread out.
"Mon cher England you have no need to worry anymore beca- Huh?" He proclaimed, then stopping in midsentence when he saw that the only things there were the thriving garden that filled most of the yard, a patio chair and table used when England was having his tea outside, and the shed tucked away in the furthest corner.
"Russia I thought you said he was out here." Germany addressed the large man in an irritated tone only to find that the country he was talking to was ignoring him while pointing to the shed. This irked the blonde haired man, but his frustration was overlooked, like Canada, as everyone walked past him to the shack.
"Should we knock?" Japan asked politely as he found himself in front of the group, first at the door.
"Nah man, let's just kick it down!" America shouted as he squeezed past Japan and already started hitting the door with his foot.
While the other nations waltzed into his home, England was stirring his potion a last couple times. Then he ladled the fluid into a glass vial with a spoon and pressed a cork into it making a squeak.
He beamed at the gleaming container with a satisfied grin thinking, 'I can't believe I never thought of this before, using magic. It's brilliant!'
But the happy England had his cheerful mood ripped away from him when he heard the banging on the door and shouts from the other nations.
"Damn. I must've lost track of the time. I've got to get out of here before they see me." Muttered the flustered country, but to his dismay after a loud 'Hiya!' from America the door flew off its hinges. England pocketed the small bottle quickly as the countries wearily stepped into his 'shed'.
"W-what the hell is this?" Stuttered China as his golden brown eyes trailed all over the mysterious room.
With light being let in from the lack of a door he could see stacks of old thick books piled alongside bags of mulch, and on the shelves there were jarred oddities mingled in with gardening tools. But what really left them all speechless was the huge pot in the center of the room with a nervous England backed up against it.
"Well you see… I uh-"The panicking man said, he hardly could get those few words out. But before England could utter anything there was a disgusted yell.
"Is this what you were going to feed us?" Italy cried, looking at the dark yellow mixture with horror. He glared at England sternly, but his face broke into a hopeful smile as he continued.
"Well it's a good thing I brought some pasta over. Pasta can fix anything!"
With that he tossed in a plate of Italian noodles covered in a steamy marinara sauce into the potion. England stood in terror as the blend started to boil, but it only got worse from there. France came up to the pot next with a plate of escargot and a mischievous smile spread across his face.
"If anything is going to save dear Angleterre's dish, it's going to be some fine French cuisine." After the short speech and a laugh, France added his dish as well.
"Okay, now it's your turn China." France said beckoning for him to come to the tub.
"No way you're getting me to waste my food by dumping it in God knows what!" China rebutted as he stepped further back from the pot. France just ran after him trying to persuade him to take part in the improvement of England's brew.
Japan gave a sigh of relief once the snails were disposed of in the cauldron. He took out a platter with a couple onigiri lined up on it and gave it a small grin.
"Now I won't lose my appetite because of France's snails." He murmured softly.
"Hey Japan… snatch!" Before the Asian country knew it, Italy had taken his rice balls and dumped them into the now possibly toxic brew. He rushed up to the tub, holding onto the side he watched in shock as the rice triangles were consumed by the repulsive liquid.
"What did you do that for?" Japan asked slightly upset at the destruction of his rice balls. At this reaction Italy lost his carefree smile.
"I'm sorry. I thought it'd be fun for all of us to put something in…" Italy apologized and after a moment of nothing from Japan, he snapped his fingers saying "I know! I'll take whatever Germany brought and throw it in, then you won't be the only one who didn't want their food put in."
But before Japan could explain Italy's logic or what little there was, the energetic country ran off to harass Germany. Leaving him awkwardly confused, and to make matters worse Japan nearly jumped out of his skin when a strong hand started to pat him on the back.
"Don't worry man! My hamburger will keep your rice company." America said enthusiastically, then chucking in his partly eaten burger and saluting as it too sunk. Japan sighed, now he'd really lost his appetite.
Russia was standing to the side of all of the commotion, amused with all of the nations' loud noises. He also kept checking the condition of the altering liquid ever now and again, he especially like how it was continually changing colors. But after America's contribution Russia frowned.
"Look at what you've done. Now it's too thick, but vodka ought to thin out this… whatever just fine." Russia said pouring in the whole bottle of vodka he'd brought. Canada, who'd been by the pot this entire time, winced as the concoction now smelt strongly of alcohol.
"May be they'll notice me if I add in something too." He thought quietly aloud as he uncorked a bottle of maple syrup and emptied out its contents, but no one seemed to care that their abomination against all things edible now had a slightly sweet scent to it.
How could they with England having to yell at a different person every minute, Italy struggling against Germany who was defending his liverwurst from the grabby Italian, and France arguing with China about how he should contribute as well?
"Fine! I'll go buy some more meat dumplings from the nearest China Town later. Here" China said angrily, finally submitting to the annoying Frenchman's nagging, and hurled the dumplings into the rumbling tub.
"China!" England yelled harshly and as he took in a breath in order to continue his lecture America was laughing triumphantly, holding Germany's liverwurst over his head.
"Scheiße!" The German cursed and when England glowered at him, with an expression that seemed to ask 'How in the hell did he take that from you?' He answered "The sneaky American bastard took it from me when I wasn't paying attention."
"In you go!" America said happily as he threw the sausage in like a football touchdown. Then everyone was silent because after the last of the liverwurst had dissolved into the new creation a beam of white light blasted out of the cauldron. The blinding radiance soon expanded and engulfed them all, and the ground disappeared from under their feet leaving them suspended in endlessness. The countries tried to call out for one another, but it was too late. They had lost all sensation and ignored one another's calls. Then their thoughts died down to just nothing and eventually the brilliant white became darkness.
Hinamori Amu is a Japanese girl in the sixth grade, she attends the sometimes mysterious but more often than not magical Seiyo Elementary. She is thought to be 'cool and spicy', but her Guardian Characters: Ran, Miki and Su know otherwise. School has just let out, and Amu was lucky enough not to have a Guardians meeting today. She walked down the street with an often hidden smile on display for all. It seemed like an above average day, but as Miki felt a chill crawl up her spine she knew that something big was about to happen.
"Miki, what's wrong?" Amu asked noticing how she'd stopped following and was staring intensely at the sky. Amu also glanced up at the sky to see what could possibly troubling her character.
"I sense a Guardian Character, but it's also not a character." Miki struggled to put her thoughts into words, and what sentence she constructed got puzzled looks from Amu and her fellow characters.
"C'mon Miki it either is or it isn't!" Ran objected which earned her a stubborn glare from Miki. Ran instantly regretted her interjection and tried to calm her down when Su chimed in.
"Whatever it is, it's right in that tree." She said in a sweet voice as she pointing to a tree inside a fence whose branches hung over the sidewalk. Amu looked closely at the tree only to recognize an object she knew too well.
"It's an egg!" Amu shouted pointing to a nest filled with a couple small speckled eggs and one large egg with strange designs that obviously didn't belong.
'Where am I?' A weak sounding voice asked. 'Are…are those voices I hear? I can't tell whose they are, they're muffled. What happened? Oh yeah! That. Whatever it was. But I've got to find everyone. I've got to escape!'
Suddenly the egg shook violently, edging its way away from the bird's eggs it was huddled with. This unexpected movement surprised Amu, and she jumped back a bit out of fright. Before long the egg had shifted to the other side of the nest and trying to leave it completely. It didn't take much time for it to break through the twig and feather netting and fall out of the nest.
"Ran!" Amu shouted which received a quick nod and her normal x-shaped hair tie being replaced with one large pink heart, accompanying this change was a cheerful ping. Amu then sprung into the air and caught the egg before it hit the ground. She then did several flips midflight and stuck her landing perfectly. After another ping she returned to normal as her legs gave way, falling to the ground. She ended her performance with a grateful sigh and looked at her prize.
The egg was white with illustrations of all kinds of landmarks and such. Amu was able to identify the Roman Coliseum and Leaning Tower of Pisa, but there were also Roman aqueducts and famous statues and paintings all over it. On the front of the egg, on top of all of the images was a rectangle with a green, white and red vertical stripe.
"Italy?" She wondered aloud.
'Someone is calling me! Germany? I've got to push just a little more and get out.' The determined nation shouted in his mind as he put all of his strength into one final effort to break free.
There was a crack, which soon spread all around the egg and with a pop the little country inside pushed away the two halves of the egg. He gave out a loud cheer and threw his arms up excitedly until the panic set in. Italy looked up with wide opened, terrified burnt yellow eyes to find a giant girl with bright pink hair and large topaz eyes staring back.
A/N: Alright! My first story. Fun, right. Right? ...well I won't know unless I get reviews. So you should do that because a random person on the internet told you to! All joking aside please do review, I would like that very much. Oh! And I guess just to get it out of the way... Disclaimer! All characters are owned by their respective owners. I have nothing. Nothing, I tell you!
Peace~! -MagnifiedSun
