G'day mates! This is my first ever published fanfic, and it's based on an Hetalia Fan-character I made of... ANTARCTICA! :D 'Cause it's the coolest place on Earth. Anyway, it's got the main and best Hetalia characters in it, so please don't judge!
REVIEWS WANTED~
The Great Southern Land
The World meeting. A gathering off all nations to discuss the events of the world. Usually it's the same nations who attend the meetings, but when they entered today, there was just a... cold feeling to the room.
"Man, what's with this room? I'm freezing my berries off!" an obnoxiously loud American yelled as he ran over to the coffee machine, just stopping next to the British fellow standing with a steaming cup of tea in his hand. The room only had the regular attendees; the loud American oaf, the stubborn English man, the flirtatious French-ie, the large Russian, the oriental Chinese, the shy Japanese man, the robust German and the odd Italian.
"I don't mind the cold, it reminds me of home." the Russian smiled and stood beside China.
"Alright fellows, we should get this meeting on the way." Britain said in a calm matter and walked towards the circle shaped meeting desk.
"Alright! Can we sit in the new seating plan this time? Pleeease?" America said with his grin and looked towards his former 'big brother'. The Brit nodded in response just to keep him from throwing a tantrum.
The new seating plan was just how the American saw himself. At the head of the desk. He wanted to place everyone according to where their countries are on the Earth. On America's right sat Russia and next to Russia sat China then Japan. On America's left sat England (Canada was actually in-between America and Britain but no one noticed), and next to England sat France then Germany and lastly Italy. But they only filled half of the desk, the 'Northern' half.
"Ve~ Where is the rest of the world?" North Italy spoke towards the others. The simple response was that they could not come. Suddenly, the door flew open, and standing in the door way was the 'Down Under' brothers. Australia and New Zealand.
"Sorry we're late mate! Meant to tell you we could still make it but must've forgot." Australia said in his thick accent. They took there seats on the 'Southern' end of the desk, each sitting opposite each other to try and level up the desk.
"Alright, we ready to start now?" America said one more time when a huge cold chill went through the room.
The door once again was opened, the temperature had dropped again. Standing there was a person dressed in winter snow gear. The big faded jacket with black fur around the edges, a dark grey coloured puffy snow pants and brown snow boots with the same black fur around the top.
"I say, who might you be and why are you here?" Britain asked curious to the unexpected new comer. The new comer looked towards him with their icy blue eyes, the white fringe hanging just above those eyes. Their face seemed to have a permanent red tinge to it from been over-exposed to cold weather and the white-ish grey balaclava hanging loosely around their neck.
"I'm here for the world meeting... I'm Antarctica."
It was hard to say if Antarctica was a boy or girl, but judging from the slightly broader face and boy-ish hair cut, Antarctica was male. He stood there just looking towards the desk full of countries. "Well, why are you 'ere then? This is a meeting for 'counties', and last I recall you are not one." France said with his nose up at the new comer.
"Hey now France, that's not nice bro." New Zealand was heard from across the desk as he stood up.
"My cuzzy bro is right, mate." Australia agreed with his little brother, also joining him with standing up.
Bickering began within the nations, while Antarctica stood by to watch what his appearance did to the meeting. "Aren't these meetings held to discuss world issues?" he said in a soft small tone. The countries looked back towards him and ceased the arguing.
"He's right, chaps. I say we take a small break and then get back to the meeting afterwards." Britain said in a calm manner and they all headed out the door and into the foyer before the meeting room.
While outside in the foyer, Antarctica stood in the corner. Watching as the other countries mingled with one another, but he refused to engage with the rest. I guess you could say that he had absolutely no idea how he would actually get alone with them. Alot of the countries where from the North, so he didn't know many of then in person, but just of there names. As he watched the other nations, he noticed a small boy sitting on a chair near the hallway. He seemed a bit upset. 'Poor little boy,' Antarctica thought as he walked over towards him. The little boy was startled to see the man standing before him, as was the rest of the 'world'.
"What's your name?" Antarctica simply asked, in his soft tone, just slightly louder then Canada would sound. The little boy wearing the sailor suit stared at him.
"I'm Sealand," he stated. "And who are you? I've never seen you at these meetings before." Antarctica couldn't help but give the boy a soft smile.
"I'm Antarctica. This is the first time I've come to one of these meetings."
"Oh? I've never been in the actual meeting room. I just tend to hang out here," Sealand glared around the room towards the other countries. "Most of these jerks don't think I'm a real country!"
"Oh?" Antarctica's smile faded. "And why would that be?"
"Because they think I'm too small to be one, and I don't actually own land. I live on an old military base in the middle of the ocean."
"Do you have any citizens?"
"Yeah, 4 of them." Sealand responded.
"Well, I have no citizens. My home is mainly ice and rock, and I have one of the biggest land masses in the world... Yet I am not a country." Antarctica then smiled and ruffled Sealand's hair in a kind gesture. "Don't worry, kid. I'm sure you'll be a great country... Even if no one accepts you as one." he smiled and walked away from Sealand, leaving the boy with a smile on his face.
As Antarctica headed back for the meeting room, Britain stopped him in the doorway. "Oh Antarctica! Would you mind filling this out by the end of the meeting and hand it to me before you leave?" his green eyes never left the others blue eyes, but kept the kind smile on his face.
"Sure." And with that reply the Brit tried to heard in the rest of the world so they could carry on with this meeting.
Stay tuned for more chapters~