Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
In which (most of) the Asian nations lose faith in humanity
"Tell me why again," Germany said with an unsatisfied sigh, "we are holding our world meeting in the middle of nowhere."
"Because America said so," piped up Italy, "and it's America's turn."
"Qu'est que c'est New Hampshire anyway?" asked France.
China, who was flipping through a guidebook, answered, "It is one of America's states aru."
"How did you not know that?" England condescended. Yes, the tone of his voice deserved a verb form.
"Some of us," France replied, "are not obsessed with Amerique."
"I'm not obsessed!" England shouted. "I would never be obsessed with that wanker!"
"You just keep telling yourself that," France chuckled. "Oh hon hon hon. Oh! Hon hon hon! Hon hon hon hon hon! Hon! Hon! Hon!"
"Bloody..." England muttered.
The nations were currently in several private buses, driving through small towns and backways in the state of New Hampshire, USA. And they were pissed. But it's not like they weren't always annoyed whenever the world meeting happened to be in America.
"It's pretty," Lichtenstein said softly, looking out the window at the snowy woods. "Don't you think, big brother?"
"Yes," said Switzerland, willing to agree with everything Lichtenstein thought. He might even not shoot someone for her.
"I like this place," Russia said. "Reminds me of home, where General Winter has the land in his icy grip."
"Where are we staying?" asked Japan. "Amerika-san did not say."
The driver in this bus coughed. "Yes, well, that's where I come in. I was instructed by America to find you places to stay. And believe me, there are plenty around here. I'm Dave by the way."
"Excuse me," said Austria, "but I thought we had to find places on our own, so I reserved a room at a small bed and breakfast for Hungary and myself."
"You never told me you did that!" Hungary screamed, holding her frying pan up menacingly.
Dave laughed easily. "It's fine, Austria. Just tell me where it is and I can drop you off on the way."
The buses drove along, and Dave dropped nations of at motels and inns along the way. The Asian nations were going to be together, but Italy said he wanted Japan to stay with he and Germany ("just-a like old times!") so Japan continued on without China, the Koreas, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Mongolia, and everyone else.
England, France, and the Nordic Five were staying at a huge inn called the Snowy Bear House. It had been constructed in the late 1800s.
Austria and Hungary were dropped off at their bed and breakfast, and the other nations were distributed as well.
China, the Koreas, Vietnam, Thailand, Taiwan, and the other Asian nations got off the bus without Japan.
As Dave drove away, China said, "This does not look like a hotel. This looks like a street of a town."
And it did, albeit a bright, colorful, clean streetfront that somehow reminded the Asian nations of cotton candy. Luckily, South Korea saw a sign labeling the office, so the Asian nations headed over there.
"Hi," said the woman at the desk. "Welcome to New Hampshire's finest theme motel."
The Asian nations exchanged glances. "Oh," they said in unison.
"So how many rooms will it be and where do you want to stay?"
Somehow China and South Korea ended up together in the "love shack", North Korea and Taiwan were in the general store, and the others were distributed to the firehouse, the cave, and the nightclub.
"Look!" South Korea said to China happily. "There's a two-person Jacuzzi!"
I really wasn't planning to write another chapter fic. But I got this idea when I was in New Hampshire and wrote everything I thought of it down. After I got home from NH I immediately went to the computer and wrote the first three chapters of Prussia and Gilbert and the World, so that trip was clearly good luck fanfic-wise.
Anyway, review, if you would, and I'll see you next chapter! Happy Canada day!
