Title: Mia, please meet Genovia

Rating: T

Summary: Mia Thermopolis was in for a lot upon arriving in Genovia, but she certainly wasn't expecting a country personification that was less than thrilled to have her as the new queen and would do anything to make her leave. Is Mia in over her head?

Pairings: None. Minor one-sided Genovia x France in later chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Princess Diaries or APH.

Note: Special thanks to DaughterofDemeter123 for encouraging me enough to finish and post this. I hope you like it if you're reading this and thanks again for the support.

***Princess Diaries***

"NO! No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,NO!" The brunette shouted in a rage, his amethyst eyes flaring in both anger and helplessness, "I don't WANT her to be my new boss and you can't make me accept her!"

"Oh, honestly Leal, stop acting like such a baby. You've ever seen her once and haven't even spoken to my granddaughter." Clarice said firmly, getting annoyed with other's tantrum.

He looked at her helplessly, tears forming in his eyes as he tried his best to contain his frustration.

"Yes, I saw her at the State dinner and, to be quite frank, that's all I'll ever need to see of her! Haven't you embarrassed me enough with this girl! That dinner was so humiliating that I couldn't even go to my own birthday ball because I knew she would be there! Now she's here, in my home, and you're telling me that that…. THING is going to be my new boss! I can't handle this Clarice, I just can't! You know I have the utmost respect for you but I just can't agree to this!" Leal shouted, his curls bouncing as he paced and speaking as much with his hands as he did with his mouth.

It was rare when Leal Aymard Verdon went against Clarice's wishes, but when he felt strongly about something he wasn't below throwing a full blown tantrum when he knew he could get away with it. Now was one of those times and it was always a source of great headaches to anyone around him from his former caregivers Spain and France to his (unofficial) brother Portugal. Even Queen Clarice, who had unimaginable patience was starting to get annoyed with him.

"Leal Aymard Verdon, enough is enough now. Give her a fair chance and allow me to introduce her to you properly. And I don't want a word of protest, am I clear on this?" the queen stated firmly, staring her nation down.

Eventually, the other reluctantly gave in and Mia was brought in.

"You wanted to see me grandma?" Mia asked as she entered.

"Yes I did. There's someone very important that I'd like to introduce you too." the older woman replied, guiding her granddaughter further into the room where Leal was seated, his legs and arms crossed and glaring out the window bitterly.

It was obvious that the princess was confused so the queen just continued.

"Leal, this is my granddaughter, Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi. And Mia, this is Leal Aymard Verdon, the Monarchy of Genovia."

Genovia looked up at the princess and was inwardly relishing the look of confusion on her face. He loved this part of his job so much, the looks he received upon first introductions were always priceless. Mia looked back at her Grandma and found her voice again.

"You mean he's a government representative of Genovia." She tried to clarify only making the brunette snicker.

"No. I mean he is the Monarchy of Genovia. Our country." Clarice corrected, her voice as serious as ever.

Now her face was one of complete shock and disbelief and that only made Leal laugh harder.

"You should see your face right now! It's almost the same as that picture of you in the newspaper where you're in nothing but a towel!" He shot coldly, making Mia look at him incredulously and earning a glare from Clarice that instantly silenced him.

"At any rate, you two will be working very closely with one another from now on so I expect both of you to be civil towards one another, and that's goes double for you Genovia." She warned the nation on the couch.

Genovia scowled, then nodded making his short curls bounce slightly at the action. Mia also voiced her understanding and the queen left satisfied, saying that they should spend some time getting acquainted before she left. There was a tense silence in the room for a while before Mia decided to break it.

"So…. you're Genovia, huh?" She said, instantly regretting asking it since it was rather redundant.

"What, are you clumsy and stupid? Yes, I'm Genovia. It's not a hard name to remember, and you are Amelia. The one who embarrassed me so badly at the State dinner I couldn't even show my face at my birthday." the other snapped, his violet eyed locked on her punitively.

Needless to say, Mia was shocked at the outburst, but she recovered quickly and once again found her voice.

"Oh, that Independence day ball was your birthday? I'm sorry, is there a way I could make it up to you somehow?"

He blinked twice then tried to think of a retort. He wasn't expecting that, but that didn't mean he was going to accept her as his queen. Eventually he found something to say.

"I'll let you think about that one yourself. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to see about spending my summers in Paris, Madrid, or Lisbon!" Genovia snarled before leaving to his room in a huff.

Mia stayed where she was, running a hand through her hair and plopping down on the nearest chair.

"This isn't going to go well." She muttered, internally trying to reassure herself that things would get better with time.

***Hetalia***

A.Q.: Hey guys. I hope you like this cross over. It's the first one I've posted so…. yeah. I'll try to get the next chapter up for you guys zoo, until then send me thoughts and ideas for future chapters are welcome. :