Ah, thanks for checking out this story. This isn't the first fan-fiction I've written, but this is the first time I've wrote a fan-fiction of my own (and also without using an OC as the protagonist). Sorry for any OOCness that's present. Anyway, I've had this idea to write about a cross-over of Hetalia and Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy since I first started reading Hitchhiker's. The idea had been killing me, so I finally decided to start it… This probably isn't too great, as I probably just murdered two of the greatest works ever… So sorry… Please review if you can. Thanks…. Warning: Rated T for Tony's potty-mouth.
Disclaimer: Neither the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy or Hetalia belongs to me. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy belongs to Mr. Douglas Adams and Hetalia belongs to the wonderful Hidekazu Himaruya.
Somewhere in the outskirts of our Galaxy, there lies a small yellow star, which for some reason, is called the Sun. Once, there was a small insignificant planet orbiting around the Sun, which its inhabitants referred to as Earth. Of course, this doesn't matter too much anymore since the Earth was destroyed on a rather unfortunate Thursday along with almost, but not quite, all of its inhabitants. Of course, somebody had to suffer the consequences from that, but that's a matter that we'll discuss later. This story is about the consequences of this event and how it affected some of the Earth's ex-inhabitants, but not so much of the consequences of the only human to survive that horrific event. And so our story begins...
It was about six A.M. on a Thursday in the house of a certain American. On any other Thursday morning, this American would be fast asleep and wouldn't be awake for quite some time. However, this was no typical Thursday morning, and this particular American happened to be awake. Of course, if he'd had his way, he'd still be asleep. But thanks to a certain alien by the name of Tony, he was unwillingly awake.
The American gave what was supposed to be a glare aimed at this alien. "Dude, why'd you wake me up?" the American asked. Tony sighed. He wasn't too sure about how to tell America what he had just found out on his Sub-Etha Sens-O-Matic. Tony started telling America that the world was going to be destroyed, but all he got for a response was an "Oh really? Man that sucks…" before the American had managed to fall back asleep. Tony sighed again and pulled out a hamburger out of a brown bag. It seemed to be a weakness for America, since the American jolted straight up in his bed when the aroma hit his nose. He sure was odd, Tony thought to himself.
"When did you get this Tony?" America asked in a loud voice as he reached for the burger. Before he could grab it, Tony moved the burger out of his reach. This was the only method Tony could think of to get the American to listen to him seriously and not this regard the matter like he had for the past week. "That is of no importance. The important thing is that your life, along with the lives of everyone on this planet and this planet itself, is currently in danger at the moment due to an upcoming Vogon attack that is bound to happen sometime today, and your only hope of survival is to escape while you can, "Tony explained. He watched as the news finally registered on the American's face. "This is terrible! If the Earth is destroyed, where will I be able to get hamburgers from?" Tony face palmed himself. He wasn't expecting the response to be any different, but he had wished that it wouldn't have been so typical. Oh well, he thought. At least America finally got it.
Just then, a knock came from America's bedroom door. When America went to open it, he nearly gave the person on the other side a heart attack by yelling, "What on Earth could be more important than the crisis we are fixing to face?" The person on the other side of the door sighed. Why'd America have to be so freaking loud? "A-merica, what's wrong? Why are you yelling?" A nervous looking guy who looked very similar to America asked. America grabbed Canada's shoulders and started shaking them, much to Canada's dismay. "Canadia, dude, the world's going to be destroyed today along with all of the hamburgers!" America yelled. All Canada could do was sigh sadly. "If the world is going to end, shouldn't you be a little more concerned for your life? Anyways, where did you get this ridiculous idea of the world ending from?" America pointed at Tony, which confused the alien. "America, what are you still doing at the door? And who were you yelling at?" he asked. Canada had no idea what Tony just said, but he raised a hand in the air and whispered "I'm right here." To Tony, it was just a wisp of air entering from the hall.
Suddenly, America seemed to have an idea. "What if we created a massive superhero to block the Earth from the Vogans or whatever they're called?" Tony just simply shook his head. "Negative, America. The hero wouldn't be able to block the Vogon's attack. Anyways, we don't have enough time to build a hero that would be able to do this. Our only hope is to escape while we can." America slowly nodded his head reluctantly. Just then, a moaning sound came from a neighboring room and Tony became immensely irritated. When a certain British person came stumbling in the room some moments later, Tony starred at him and said "Fucking limey," but instead of the usual angry response (stare) he usually got back, today he was just ignored. "America, why on Earth am I in your house?" England asked, slightly annoyed.
"Dude, you got really drunk last night," America responded. England did have bad drinking habits. Tony was growing even more irritated. "Ignore the fucking limey. We need to leave before the Vogons get here," Tony said to America. Tony left the room and started walking towards his spaceship. America followed him, with a confused England and…. someone close behind him. Or at least it seemed like another person was there.
"Get in," Tony said. Inside the spaceship there were various supplies ranging from junk food to towels. America got in and it felt that another being had entered too, but when England tried getting in, Tony closed the spaceship. America laughed while England looked like he was in shocked anger. "Ah, stop playing around Tony. The British dude can't be too much trouble…." America said as he started laughing. After some immense glaring at both America and England, Tony finally opened up spaceship. "You own me big time," he mumbled, but America didn't catch it. As England sat down in the ship, Tony closed the ship once more and started the ship. "So long, Earth," he said as the ship was launched in the air.
Well, that's it for the beginning. I just want to note that when it says that it's six A.M, that is for the time zone GMT -5, instead of GMT 0, which would be when Hitchhiker's takes place. I know that was kind of pointless to say though… This chapter didn't really have much to do with Hitchhiker's besides the Vogons, but it'll probably get more involved later on. So long, until next time.