Summary: A group of 12 play a game called Sburb. Will they succeed in their quests and beat the game? Or will their session fail just as the one before them.
Warning: Language, angst, character death, possible romances. Human names used.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, Homestuck, or any of the characters in them. I am making no profit whatsoever off this fic. I also own none of the games, books, movies, etc. mentioned in this fanfic. The style at first is very much like Homestuck, but as the fic progresses, it will slowly morph into my own writing style. But, just in case: The writing style at the start belongs to Andrew Hussie. Or at least I'm pretty sure it's similar enough, heh.

Chapter one: Begin ===

A young man sits in his bedroom, it just so happens that today, the 4th of July, is this young man's birthday. Though it has been 16 years since he was given life, it is only today that he is given a name.

=Enter Name=

Awkward Shitstain

No, we don't have time for this bullshit.

=Try Again=

Alfred F. Jones.

He smiles, for this is the name he has chosen.

(Though he's not entirely sure what the F. stands for…)

=Be Alfred=

Your name is ALFRED. You have many INTERESTS, such as SPORTS, ALIENS, SUPERHEROES, and OUTER SPACE. You plan on one day becoming an ASTRONAUT. As previously mentioned, today is your 16th Birthday. There are MULTIPLE empty bottles of COCA COLA and PEPSI scattered about your room. You have a tendency to pull ALL NIGHTERS while gazing through your TELESCOPE in hopes of seeing a UFO. So far you have had ABSOLUTELY NO LUCK in finding one. You also have a love of playing VIDEO GAMES and watching HORROR MOVIES. Your beloved BASEBALL BAT is in the corner next to your other SPORTS EQUIPMENT.

Your laptop sits on a desk in the farthest corner from the door. You mostly use this laptop to play games like MINECRAFT and SIMS 3. You have no idea why you play these games. Your room is decorated with many movie posters. Your TELESCOPE stands near the window.

=Alfred, Get Baseball Bat=

You go over to your SPORTS EQUIPMENT and equip your BASEBALL BAT to your STRIFE SPECIBUS, turning it into BATKIND. You have always loved that bat, and it has gotten you through many games during your time playing BASEBALL for your HIGH SCHOOL. It was a gift from a friend for your 13th birthday.

Speaking of this friend, he appears to be contacting you.

=Answer AG=

-awesomeGilbert [AG] began pestering americanAstronomer [AA]—

AG: Heeeyyyy Awesome Buddy! Happy birthday!
AA: hey gilbert, wuzzup? and thanks dude.
AG: Nothing really, I'm bored out of my skull here, my brother is being boring.
AA: isnt he usually borin?
AG: Ja. but still he's being even more boring than usual. He even brought out the laptop.
AA: haha sry dude not much i can do.
AG: I know it sucks that I live all the way in Berlin
AA: yeah ik wat u mean dude me livin in NY and all.
AG: Anyways, did you get it yet?
AA: get wat?
AG: The game, bro, the game. You know the one we've been getting at playing for like a year? I got it the other day.
AA: oohhhh that. no. not yet. it was supposed to get here yesterday but i think dad stole it.
AG: Oh well sucks to be you.
AG: Guess I'll play it with Toni and Francis, they probably wouldn't mind.
AA: wat? dude no way dont play w/ out me.
AG: Ask your dad for the game then.
AA: its not goin to be that easy. hes been watchin me like a hawk cause of this fight i got into and stuff. i think the takin the game away thing is to punish me or somethin.
AG: Ja, ja, whatever. Go ask. Maybe he'll let you have it if you say you won't fight again.
AA: hed just try to put a spell on me or somethin tbh. guy has some fixation with magic or somethin its weird.
AG: Seriously, you're still on that, you believe in aliens, let him believe in magic.
AA: yeah but aliens are real.
AG: Says you.
AA: yeah well when you get abducted ill just say i told you so.
AG: *rolls eyes at you*
AA: *rude hand gesture*
AG: Shut up
AA: hahaha yeah yeah. i should probably go ask my dad where my game is. or look for it. looking for it sounds better.
AG: Ja, well good luck with that.

-americanAstronomer (AA) has ceased pestering awesomeGilbert (AG)-

Woo, so this is the first chapter to this nice crossover fic thing. I tried to halfway copy the style of the first few pages of Homestuck. The next chapter will probably be the last that does this except when they're talking to each other on pesterchum. I know I haven't written or updated anything in a while, I'm working on it, just some of these fics have been slow going.
Alfred's writing style is going to kill me, it's so bad.

Oh, and Al's parental figure is not Arthur, try to guess who it is. :P