Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, only this story concept. I'm back, and didn't even wait a day until I started writing again. I have no life, this is all there is for me. Anyway, here is the new story, woohoo! I'm ready for another roller coaster ride, are you? I hope y'all enjoy it and comments are always welcome.

I was having a great dream, I can't remember what it was about, but I know it was great. Unfortunately it was interrupted by my alarm clock, which was currently playing England's Marukaite Chikyuu. I popped up in the bed and turned up the music. If I could stay like that all day I would have, but then I remembered how important today was. It was the day we attempted inter-dimensional travel.

I suppose I should explain the situation. My name is Alex and I go to a fandom high school. Fandom High is a gathering place for all the intense fangirls/boys of various things. It is mainly used for anime, but is widely diverse. I go to classes in the Hetalia section of the school, which means Hetalia is my main fandom.

My friends and I chose to go the hard route with our final exam project. Various options are provided, options like writing a fifty chapter fanfiction or creating an amazing cosplay from scratch. The only option never chosen is the inter-dimensional portal, because no one ever passes it. Well, my friends and I had a secret weapon on our side, Luke. Luke is my tech/all science savvy best friend.

He had convinced us all that, with his help, we could create a functioning inter-dimensional teleporter. We had spent all year working on prototypes and blueprints, all of it leading up to this day. The last day of school is when you present the project to the board of directors. If they pass the project you get to stay another year, if not you have to leave.

We have utter confidence in Luke, so we aren't worried about much. We were all just looking forward to going into Hetalia, our main fandom. We had read all the fanfictions, seen the entire series so far, watched all the crack videos, and cried all the tears we could. I had officially deemed us ready after only spending a week watching nothing but Hetalia over and over. We were finally ready to go and live our dream.

I jumped out of bed and got ready for the day. I threw on the regular jeans and t-shirt and ate cereal for breakfast. When I was done I grabbed my backpack and my travel bag. I had spent the last few days packing everything I thought I would need for the travel over. I didn't feel like ending up a Mary Sue that needed to rely on the countries for clothes.

I grabbed my keys and went out to my car, checking myself in the visor mirror. My red hair was in a ponytail and my glasses were framing my hazel eyes nicely. I smiled, thinking about the success of our transporter, and drove to school.

I arrived a few minutes before the tardy bell rang, running for my class so I wouldn't be late. "Hey guys," I panted as I walked in, the tardy bell ringing a second later.

"Hey Alex, you ready for today? I'm just so excited," exclaimed Lucy. She was sitting with Luke and Gavin, though we liked to call Gavin Flavio, just because of how similar to 2p! Romano he was. They all had their backpacks and travel bags next to them on the floor. Lucy was bouncing in her seat, her short black hair bouncing with her. There was a sparkle in her chocolate brown eyes that wasn't usually there.

"Of course I'm excited. What about you Flavio, you finally get to meet Prussia, huh?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at Gavin. His pale face blushed heavily as he spluttered. He couldn't stop blushing, so he covered his green eyes with his hands, simultaneously pushing his brown hair away from his face.

"Seriously guys, stop teasing Flavio, it's not his fault he has a major crush on a fictional character. You guys do too, don't think I've forgotten reading those fics you wrote about England and Russia," Luke says from behind his book.

I frown in his direction, but he doesn't notice since only his black hair is uncovered by the book. "You shouldn't talk and read at the same time you know," I say as I sit down. He doesn't respond so I take away the book, revealing his crystal blue eyes. "Besides, aren't you the one with a major crush on Hungary? You're not completely innocent either."

"Alright class, it's time to present your final projects to the board of directors. I need all cosplayers on one side of the room and all writers on the other," the teacher says, effectively cutting off any sarcastic remark Luke could have made.

We watch as all the other students separate into their groups, leaving us in the middle of the room. "Um, teacher, what should we do?" Lucy asks. The teacher looks towards us with an unreadable expression. Was that sadness, or disappointment?

"You four are being taken to the lab where your project was created. I hope it works, otherwise you won't be coming back next year," she replies, slightly ominous on the last part.

I stand up, motioning for the others to grab their stuff and follow, and walk towards lab room #3. "By the way, Alex, are you really going to just leave your hair up like that? You couldn't style it or anything?" Gavin asks. We roll our eyes at the Flavio coming out of Gavin.

"I'll have you know, this is much easier to do than all that other stuff. Curling irons and hairspray just confuse me," I reply. The conversation stops as we reach the lab door, none of us moving to open it. "Guys, before we go in let's recite the pledge. It will give us strength and we need as much of that as we can get." The other three nod and we stand in a small circle to recite our fandom pledge.

"I pledge allegiance, to Hetalia of the united fans of gay shipping and to the Republic for which it stands. One fandom, under Doitsu. Individual, for Libertea and Gerita for all," we recite. Afterwards we take a deep breath and Luke opens the door.

So, how did you like it? I hope you enjoyed that cliffhanger I left ya with. Will the machine work, or will it malfunction at the worse possible moment? I don't know, I haven't written it yet! Thanks for reading and look forward to the next chapter.