Me: Hey everyone! Welcome to my fanfiction!

America: Isn't that getting a little too mainstream? How about 'Yo dude and dudettes! Let's read this heroic story about a hero saving some peeps!'

England: Classic America *face palm*

China: When is this chapter gonna start, aru?

Me: Three seconds ago...? Now five.

France: Hurry up, can't you see the beautiful me waits for too long? *holding a rose in his mouth god knows from where and posing dramatically*

Russia: Kolkolkolkol~

Me: This is getting creepy, lets start. Disclaimer!

China: xx-Akuno Musume–xx doesn't own Hetalia, aru. Please enjoy. Don't forget to eat Chinese pastry everyday to get healthy, aru. And-

England: SHUT UP YOU WANKER!

Chapter 1: Cast Away

"What the bloody hell happened...?" came a weak voice which is clearly from a person known as England. He is still on the ground, more likely sand, recovering himself from fainting.

"Dude, don't ask me! Whatever problem shall be finished 'cuz I'M THE HERO!" America said proudly (or loudly). He then started doing his 'heroic pose' which made England face palm.

"Oh, seriously aru, we've been after a horrible tragedy, so can you please get a little serious here? We probably can discuss this problem in the classic Chinese way," China said wisely.

"Okay, okay, but where the bloody hell is the other? I suppose we should search for the other before we start discussing about anything," England said while trying hard to stand up, which he fails and end up falling down to the sand again.

"You're right, aru. We should probably search for Russia and France, aru," China said, then turning his head right and left, searching for the other two Allies member, but couldn't find them.

"Oh my god, I do hope that bloody frog pervert isn't here," England pouted while trying hard to stand up.

"Dude, need help?" America ran toward England to help him, since heroes are supposed to help people, right? But his face is still unconvincing, really.

"I'm fine, really..." England said, finally managing to stand up.

"Okay, let's set up plans, aru. We should-"

"No, I set up plans 'cuz I'M THE-ouuuchhh!"

"SHUT IT YOU BLOODY GIT!" England yelled and hit America with the edge of his wand from god knows where...and don't ask me either.

"That hurts...no, heroes don't feel pain. They don't..." America convinced himself while rubbing the spot on his head that England hit.

"GYAAAAAAAAH!" came a familiar voice screaming hysterically.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?! FROG?! FROG! IS THAT YOU?!" England yelled.

"Let's go get him, aru." China said, rushing to the source of the voice.

"No, the hero shall be the one at the front!" America said and running so fast to outrun China.

"Oh, whatever, aru," he said, face palming upon the hero in front of him, who is running with one of his hand thrust forward, imitating the flying act of Superman or Batman or something else with 'man' at the back such as Ironman or 'Hamburgerman', which is the super hero America is currently (based on the others).

England started running too, but due to his weak condition, he couldn't run as fast as he usually does, especially when it comes to chasing the bloody frog.

"Hey...wait up..." England said, panting while running to keep up with China and the crazy 'Hamburgerman' flying ahead. Not technically anyway.

"England! Are you okay, aru?" China said, slowing down to help England.

China then puts England's hand on his shoulder and help him walk.

"America! Slow down will you, aru? England needs help, aru!"

"Help? Why don't you say so?! Heroes are ALWAYS ready to help!" America shouted, while running backwards to save 'helpless England'.

"YOU JUST MADE THE WORST BLOODY MISTAKE YOU EVER DID!" England practically shouted at China.

"Sorry, I don't-" China is cut off before he could finish his word because America grab England away and started running away carrying him like the way heroes are supposed to. But, you know how heroes like Superman carries his girlfriend out of danger, right? Well that's how the 'misunderstood' America carried England, only in a rougher way.

"Oiiii! Slow down you git!" England yelled right in his ear, but it seems that America misheard what the gentleman said. I think America really needs to visit the doctor since his hearing is awful because he heard something so damn different. Amazingly, our hero heard...'Thank You'.

"No need to thank me! This is my duty,'cuz I'M TH-"

"OH SHUT IT!"

The gentleman finally gave up and let the hero carry him 'that' way, but don't get me wrong, he still curses all the way.

"GYAAAAAH! NOOOOOOOO!"

The scream became visible again.

"FRANCE! Yo, dude! Where are you?!" America shouted, slowing his 'hero speed' down.

"Hmm? 'merica? I'm right 'ere..." his voice turn calm until-

"GYAAAAH! WHAT SHOULD I DO?!"

"Ugh, frog. Hey America, mind drop me down? I feel all better now," England said.

"You sure dude?"

"Yes, I am. Just took five minutes or so to recover..."

"Fine." America said flatly and drop him on the ground.

"HEY! I DON'T MEAN LITTERALLY! YOU GIT!"

"France! Where are you, aru?"

" 'ere!"

"'Here' where?"

"Goddammit...look up all of you!" he yelled, sounding so annoyed.

They all look up until-

"FROG! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR- YOUR-..." England said, his voice fading.

England's eyes widened and are fixed at a particulars spot. America's and China's too. Their face twisted until they finally couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing at the same time.

"You people are just so mean!" France said, holding a rose in a dramatic pose again...will you kindly stop asking where does the rose come from?

Apperantly, France's hair is all twisted and it even got a seaweed and a twig stuck in it. His 'beautiful' long blond hair is now looking like uh...brown seaweed. His face seems like it is about to burst out in tears. Even England's hair (which he always make fun of) looks way better than his...hair. It now looks more like a brown seaweed wig.

"Your hair is simply beautiful, France," England said sarcastically, wiping a tear from his right eye with his hand.

"CUT IT OUT WILL YOU?! WHY DON'T WE JUST BE A LITTLE MATURE AND SEARCH FOR RUSSIA?!" frog, eh, France yelled, switching the conversation topic. He hop down the tree and fall to his face which made England laugh even harder.

"He does has a point there," England admitted, still busy wiping his tears with his shirt.

"Let's go, aru."

"Go where?"

"Uh..."

Just by now they realized the situation. The sun is setting down, the lights made the blue sea shimmer on the light. The golden sand they're currently standing on is also glimmering. The palm tree leaves are waving through the wind. Four of the Allies look backwards and they found green. Trees with dark green leaves. Lots of trees. A jungle probably. Sounds of animals could be heard.

"I-It's g-getting pretty l-late," America said shakily, looking around, expecting a ghost or zombie popping out, but thankfully none does.

"Hmph. You scared?" England smirked slightly after a chuckle.

"N-No! Heroes DO NOT g-get scared..."

"Hey, I think It would be better if we just call it a night here. This place seems comfortable and there's a tiny cave there," England said, finally recovering from all the funny things happening recently.

"Great idea, Angletterre, I shall sit there and relax and-"

"Oh no you don't frog, no you don't," England cut off, his face is telling frog, eh, France to work-or-else.

"Fine, what do you want?"

Me: There, all done.

America: *stops stopwatch* five hour...impressive...

England: Exagerating much?

China: I can't wait for the next chapter, aru~

France: Let's stop this immature thing shall we?

England: ...what the bloody hell happened to you...?

Me: That's it, see you soon~ please review