Author's Note: HURRAY FER SHORT-SHORTS!!!!! xDD The images that flooded my mind as I wrote this ~sigh~ Why Finland you may ask, he had a darker side in those images for some odd reason l: By the way, this is how I vote world peace should be achieved and why winter is banned till spring =DDD
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of its characters([do we really have to write these?]) []:
A sudden chill ran down America's spine and all throughout his body as a winter breeze kicked in. He despised the winter season above all other seasons. Sometimes he wished he could. . . That's it! America rushed home and dressed appropriately for this wonderful occasion and contacted Finland!
Three wardrobes and seven calls to Finland later..............
"Who wears short-shorts?!" America began.
"We wear short-shorts!" Finland finished. They stood in short-shorts (like they claimed) in a park with their flags blowing in the wind behind them. Passersby gawked at the two men as they made funny faces and ran around. The wind was insanely cold and America could barely stand it. He had gotten the idea in his that if he rebelled winter -like he rebelled England- it would go away! Finland, who was bored out of his mind, decided to finally answer America's calls and visit. They began shaking their butts at the passing Russians. Yes, they decided it was best to rebel in Russia. Russia, wanting to see what was causing a commotion in his home, came out to investigate. When he saw the sight, he called England over.
As England took pictures like there was no tomorrow, Russia inquired as to whether or not he gave them some of his tea.
"Wh-what does my tea have to do with this?!" Appalled, England walked off in a huff to get America and get out of Russia's home.
"Well, your tea makes people a little. . . awry." He laughed softly.
"America, get your clothes on, were leaving."
"Ha, ha you can't tell me what to do~! I'm all grown up!" From England's viewpoint, he was very much, not grown up.
Just then, Japan, Germany, and the Italy twins passed by. Without hesitation, Italy ripped off his clothes revealing very short short-shorts and began dancing with the other two. Romano, completely embarrassed, got into a heated argument with Germany about who had to go up there and retrieve him. They decided Japan should do it. They turned to Japan, but he was gone. They could hear a strange singing and looked at the stage. Japan was holding a bottle of sake, drunk, and pelvic-thrusting while sing "The Bad Touch".
Austria, arriving with Switzerland and Lichtenstein, was thoroughly disappointed in his peers and shook his head while Switzerland beat his head against the wall and Lichtenstein fainted. Soon, all of the beloved countries were there. They argued, laughed, danced, and had one hell of a party.
The world is a great place when we all get along!
Suddenly, a great wind blew over them all, causing an eerie silence to befall everyone. A mystic being seemed to float from the clouds.
"America," its deep voice boomed, "I am winter, and because I like seeing you wear short-shorts, I shall never leave! Unless you dance like this for the rest of time."
". . . What the hell?! That's scarier then when Roman Empire came out of the ocean singing!" A drunk China screeched. Everyone stared at him as he suddenly collapsed onto a drunken Japan who in turn collapsed into America.
"Are you kidding me? Go away or Russia will fuck you up!" England shouted. Russia waved and sent a deadly aura towards Winter.
"Okayokayokay! I'm goin', I'll be back! At the end of autumn!" PO000o0o0o0o0o0OF!!!! And with that, Spring surrounded the countries and the partying continued.
That was thee most strangest ending I've ever written. No joke, no lie.