Notes from author:

I know this chapter is a little short and boring but it needed to be there so just bear with me on this one. The next chapter is interesting, I promise you.
The story is mostly going to be about the rise of the Nazi regime but it's going to be awhile before I actually get to that part.
This story might be split into four different parts. I'm not really sure yet but I will decide soon.

The title of the chapter: "No Song Unsung, No Wine Untasted" is from "I Dreamed a Dream" in Les Miserables

Reviews are very much appreciated :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia


January Third, 1900

It was early to be at the World Meeting but England was already there, waiting. It was only nine o' clock and the meeting would begin in a half hour's time. England groaned and rested his cheek on his hand. Today, the entire world would meet to discuss the plans for the new century.

England jolted up in shock when he heard another pair of shoes enter the room. He focused on the newcomer. Germany.

"Hello, Germany."

"England." Germany nodded his blond head towards the British nation.

"How are you dealing?" England inquired, politely.

"Fine. You?"

"Well."

"Enter the awesome!" announced Prussia as he triumphantly marched into the room. Germany and England exchanged amused glances. Prussia slumped into a chair and placed his feet on the long table, much to a disgusted Germany.

"He's going to be a slob even if I say something." Germany groaned. After being the brother of Prussia for centuries, he was accustomed to his nature.

Within minutes, almost all of the nations had gathered in the room and were chattering, causing a medium roar. Surprisingly, America was on time and was flirtatiously teasing the redhead gypsy twins, Bohemia and Moravia.

"Germany!" Hungary called, running towards her friend.

"Hello, Hungary." He nodded and smiled at the girl.

"Um, how are you? I haven't seen you in awhile."

"I am fine. How are you and Mozart over there?" Germany motioned towards Austria.

"Fantastic!" she chuckled, her bright, green eyes dancing.

"Annnd, it is time to begin the meeting!" America proclaimed. "In this last century, we saw tragedy and new beginnings. Let's hope for a century with no tragedy!."

The entire room clapped.

"I am also proud to announce that Jerusalem is with us today even though he is not his own country." A man that America described to be 'the shorter version of Abraham Lincoln' stood and nodded. The nations applauded.

"Now! I should also acknowledge the Hungary and Austria, who were married in this past century." In response, Austria grabbed Hungary by the waist and embraced her.

"Hon hon hon." France suggestively bellowed, then receiving a reproaching look from America.

"Let us say farewell to the nineteenth century!" the entire hall raised a glass of violet-red wine. After some of the cheering had died down, America's jubilant countenance faded as he lifted a paper and read off the names of the countries that had died in the last one hundred years.

After America had completed, a moment of silence echoed in the room. After this duration of time, America raised his own glass of wine. "May this century hold no war!"

All of the other countries did the same. "No war!"

As Germany had lifted his glass, he was struggling to keep his eyes off of Hungary, who was smiling cheerfully at her husband.

"No war."