A/N – This is my epic Stardust crossover. I haven't read the book, but I've watched the movie, and I love it to pieces. I know it has been done in the Hetalia fandom using the US/UK pairing, but I've also been wanting to do a crossover like that. I asked around the Internet, and apparently, it does not constitute as plagiarism if I use different characters and different circumstances as long as I don't copy the person's work word for word. I may be wrong, though, so if I am, let me know and I'll take down the fic! The first part of the fic is more or less the same as the movie, but I tweaked the middle part to my liking ;) Anyway, this is unbeta-ed, as usual, but I would like some constructive criticism. Stardust belongs to Neil Gailman, Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya; I am just playing with their characters and realities.

Character names you may not be familiar with: Tim = Netherlands, Bella = Belgium, Irina = Ukraine, Sesel = Seychelles, Mirelle = Monaco

In a countryside village called Wall, there was a wall that was bordering an unknown place. It looked like an empty field from the village called Wall, but Mathias somehow knew that behind the wall lay something else. Something extraordinary.

Mathias wrote to the Royal Academy of Science in London, asking them if somehow the wall that bordered his village hid something extraordinary. The scientist who read it thought it might be a practical joke of some kind, but he wrote a reply politely explaining that the query was nonsense and such things didn't exist, and posted his reply to Matthias.

His enthusiasm not to be dulled by such a reply, Mathias set off as he regularly did to the wall that was guarded by an old guard, who looked to be in his eighties. "You again, Mathias?" asked the guard exasperatedly.

Mathias nodded eagerly. "Will you please let me through? I promise I won't be long."

"I'm in charge of guarding the portal to another world. And you're asking me to just let you through?" the guard asked incredulously.

"Yes. Let's be honest, it's a field," Mathias replied. "Look," he said, pointing towards the empty field. "Do you see another world out there? No. You see a field. Do you see anything non-human? No. Because it's a field!"

However, Mathias didn't know that the wall's been there for hundreds of years, and the guard had been guarding the wall 24 hours a day for hundreds of years as well.

"I've been guarding this wall forever, young man," the guard replied. "And no is no! One more word, and I'll have you up in the village council!"

Mathias hung his head rather dejectedly. "I suppose that sounds somewhat final."

The guard nodded.

"I guess I'd better just go home." Mathias turned around and started to leave.

"That's right. Night, Mathias, and give my regards to your father," the guard said, patting Mathias' back as he walked with him away from the wall.

However, suddenly, Mathias turned around and sprinted towards the gap in the wall.

"Stop!" the guard cried.

But Mathias had already crossed the wall and was running excitedly into the field. He couldn't believe his luck!

Mathias ran through the field, for a moment believing it was merely a field, until he reached a market. So there was something within the wall!

Mathias entered the market, and was fascinated by the things they sold. They seemed so… magical. There was a jar of eyeballs that scrutinised him no matter where he walked. One vendor was selling a couple of tiny elephants in a cage. The people at the market also seemed like they weren't from where Mathias came from.

Mathias looked around, and he caught sight of a beautiful young lady sitting forlornly behind a caravan that was managed by an ugly old woman. The old woman eyed Mathias disdainfully.

"I'm off to the Dancing Horse for a pint," the old woman announced. "Get over here and tend to this stall," she ordered the young lady.

The young lady made her way to the stall. She caught sight of Mathias and smirked. "See anything you like?" she asked him.

At first, Mathias was surprised she was talking to him. To be sure, he glanced behind him to check if there was anyone else behind him. When he found no one, he turned back to the young lady and smiled. "I sure do."

She smiled back and waited for him to continue.

"Oh!" Mathias exclaimed, realising that she wanted him to buy something. "These ones," he pointed at a blue glass flower on display. "How much are they?"

The young lady looked thoughtful. "They might be the colour of your hair. Or they might be all of your memories," she replied, shrugging. "I can check if you like."

Mathias was stunned by the price. So these people didn't deal with conventional money?

"Anyway, you shouldn't buy the bluebells. Buy this one instead," the young lady said, taking a white glass flower on display and handing it to Mathias. "It's a snowdrop. It'II bring you luck," she told Mathias.

Mathias eyed the item with interest. "And what does that cost?"

The young lady smiled softly at him. "That one costs a kiss."

Mathias stared at the girl. She placed the flower into the pocket of his shirt and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips.

When they parted, the young lady looked around sneakily. "Is she gone?"

Mathias looked around. She must be referring to the nasty old lady. He didn't see any sign of her and nodded his head.

"Follow me," the young lady said, her eyes filled with mirth, as she led Matthias into the caravan.

As she made her way into the caravan, Mathias caught sight of a chain looped around her ankle. He thought it strange, but decided not to say anything about it.

However, the young lady noticed Mathias staring at the chain on her ankle. She caressed his cheek. "I'm a princess, tricked into being a witch's slave. Will you liberate me?"

Mathias nodded and took out a knife from his pocket. He sliced through the chain, but it magically re-joined itself.

"It's an enchanted chain. I'II only be free when she dies," the young woman told Mathias softly. "Sorry."

Mathias shrugged. "Well, if I can't liberate you, what do you want of me?"

The young woman smiled seductively at Mathias and led him into the caravan.

Mathias returned home to his village that night, feeling satisfied that he had discovered what lay behind the wall. He hoped that his adventure would soon be forgotten – by the guard and by the young lady.

However, nine months later, Mathias received an unexpected souvenir…

Mathias was awoken at midnight by an incessant knocking on his door. He blearily got up to answer it.

There stood the guard of the wall. "This was left at the wall for you. It says here his name is Arthur," the guard said, handing Mathias a basket with a baby inside and a note.