A/N: I'm going to hell for this one… *immediately gets quote from Macbeth in her head* *headdesk* I haaaaate you Shakespeare… Anyway. It's been a long week. If this sucks say so and I will take it down. Really I will.
Any kind of review, whether it's a friendly one or a flame (though I greatly prefer constructive criticism even if you want this story down), is appreciated and I will definitely take it to heart. Oh, also, I love getting comment on who should sing this or that. Honestly. (Though I will tell you now I may not use it… I'm so sorry for any wounded pride.)
I do not own Hetalia nor any of the songs I use. All credit goes to the artist/band named. I also wasn't the first to come up with a karaoke machine that reads the persona/emotion of the singer: that goes to Kurisuten-chan. Thank you.
Final note: I'm going to refer to each character by their human name, if you don't mind… I'll list the country after for the first time in case you're like me and can't directly link names to faces, but afterward you're kinda on your own… *evil Russia laugh* (Canada: Isn't that your normal laugh?)
X HETALIA X
Hetalia: Karaoke Powers
Ch. 1: Feliciano
"It'll be fun…" Alfred (America) coaxed, poking Arthur's (England's) face repeatedly. "C'mon… there'll be food, and drinks, and singing, and…"
"Stop touching me." Arthur whacked his hand away, blushing with irritation. "Really, Alfred, this is how you spend your free time? Planning 'karaoke' contests?" He hmphed and turned away to go back to reading one of his books out of a copious amount of shelves of books. Alfred continued poking him until finally getting Arthur to turn around with a *gentlemanly* roar. "Will you stop bothering me if I agree to this blood stupid idea, you git?" Alfred nodded enthusiastically and began dragging his captive away from his awfully comfy chair.
"I refuse to go first." Arthur said with a huff. Alfred brushed this off, adding to Arthur's annoyance. "Answer me, dolt!"
"Hey guys! I got him to agree!" Alfred waved triumphantly at the assembled countries sitting in the conveniently located pub just outside of Arthur's house. I don't want to know how this got here.. I don't want to know how this got here.. I don't want to know… Arthur repeated over and over. "So, who wants to go first?"
"Oh! Me, me! Pick me!" Feliciano (N. Italy) cried waving to get the attention of everyone within a radius of fifty meters from where he stood. Without waiting for any kind of answer he pranced up to the platform and machine, hitting the "shuffle" button.
"Wait, isn't he supposed to pick a song?" Ludwig (Germany) asked. Kiku (Japan) shook his head. Alfred spoke over his reply, saying: "I got Kiku to rig it so the songs we get reflect our personas!"
"You can do that?" Ludwig asked, awfully impressed. Kiku nodded humbly and turned to face Feliciano, who was way too excited to be anyone but who he was. Had he been anyone else, he would be given a drug test to check for anything seriously illegal.
"Does anyone want a drink? I was going up anyway," Ivan (Russia1) asked. Everyone shook their heads, choosing to go up later in case Ivan cursed them somehow by holding a cup. Would they be surprised? Not even remotely. (A/N: I typed "Russia" and my computer went into hibernation. I feel pretty accomplished, getting cursed by Russia.)
Anyway, it's probably best to go back to Feliciano before he hurts himself.
He got the song "Strawberry Avalanche" by Owl City.
"This is a world of dreams and reverie
Where I felt the stars explode around me
A crash-landed star sent a gleam
As it slashed open a moonbeam
And I stared back breathlessly
As mountains of fruit tumbled out
I barely had the chance to shout:
Oh strawberry avalanche, please crash over me!
"Staying awake at night was rather hard
Deep in a sleeping bag in your backyard
When we woke up buried alive
Underneath a fruity landslide
We both laughed hysterically
It could've been just another dream,
But I swear I heard you scream:
'Oh strawberry avalanche, please crash over me!'
"Oh it's a citrus constellation in the galaxy
Crashed on the back of both my eyelids
That I've been dying to see
"If you were a beautiful sound in the echoes all around
Then I'd be your harmony
And we'd sing along with the crowds
Beneath the candy-coated clouds
Oh strawberry avalanche, please crash over me!
"This is a world of dreams and reverie
Where I felt the stars explode around me…"
More from politeness (as anyone who sings karaoke knows) than anything else, everybody in the room clapped. Feliciano, however, seemed to not care either way and instead ghosted back to his seat, doing his infamous "veh.. veh.." sound again.
Ludwig affectionately patted his head. "I'm afraid that song was probably the most philosophical thing you will ever say- or sing, as it were." Feliciano turned with a confused "Veh?" before going back to whatever it is he was doing in the first place.
"I think you have a point," Roderich (Austria) said. Elizaveta (Hungary) giggled behind one hand.
"Now who wants to go?" Alfred asked. "In my opinion, Arthur should go, but if anyone else wants to-"
"Not on your life!" Arthur replied hotly. "Imbecile!"
"That's right, release all your sexual tension now," Francis (France- they really though hard about this name) said, "so we don't have to endure a ballad!"
"Asshole!" Both shouted at once before resuming their argument.
"In that case, I'll go!" Francis said in his annoying way. And where the hell did he get the random roses?
"Spare us!" Raivis (Latvia) wailed. "Let Mr. Ivan go, at least his will be openly scary!"
"Raivis, noo!" Toris and Eduard (Lithuania and Estonia) yelled at the same time. However by this point, Latvia had acquired the brunt of Ivan's anger.
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By the way, I am a supporter of Gerita, so if this annoyed non-supporters, well sorry (but not really). Yes, I understand that Feliciano may have been a little OOC (you will probably notice this with every character- it's how I read into them, so…) but I thought this song, between his wandering mind and constant reverie and his love of food would reflect both in a fairly good way. I did not want to use any completely food-related songs (yet) but they may show up. I have an affinity for "I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts" and that may show up one of these days. (Arthur: Why? This makes absolutely no sense!) I also have an affinity for London. (Arthur: …)