A.N. Came up with this...
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
Deep in the hidden depths of the Earth lied...England's basement.
A magical place that really must really seem like a good idea to wander into.
Why do these unfortunate people wander into it?
No idea.
"Fool proof!" England cackled while stirring a giant cauldron.
He would call his creation, 'Revenge'. The deed must be slightly obvious. But it will be used to have revenge rain conquer on whoever he pleased!
He drew his magical circle around the cauldron and chanted a spell, it started to glow.
Until an American walked into the room.
"Hey, dude! Iggy!" America yelled while busting down the door.
"Gah!" England shrieked in a manly way as the cauldron tipped over on a model of the Earth.
The super sacred model that represented the entire world!
"You idiot!" England cursed.
"Were you doing you're Harry Potter thingy again!" America cheered.
"No!" England sighed, "But the magical cauldron just fell on the globe, now every single mass of land will have something bad happen to them!"
"That's stupid," America frowned, "So, what do you do? Poke the countries that are annoying you?"
"Idiot," England slammed his head on the wall, "We need a world meeting,"
"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" Germany completed his montoge.
"What is it, aru?" China looked up.
"England has made a mistake,"
"Not again," everyone slammed their heads on the table.
"It's not my fault!" England argued, "America walked in,"
"Again?" Spain looked unsure.
"And because of it we deduced that we'd all need to live in the same place," Germany sighed, waiting for the yelling.
"That's 196 countries," Estonia looked up, "56 micronations and Prussia,"
"I'm awesome!" Prussia called back in annoyance.
"Dude, where would that even be?" America furrowed his eyebrows.
"At your place," everyone called back.
"Why?"
"Because you're place is the biggest," Romano cussed.
"I hope you have pasta," Italy sighed.
"Places were invented in Korea, da-ze!" South Korea shouted.
North Korea got up, slammed his chair against the table.
He went to sit by his friends: Iran, Iraq, Cuba, Yemen...Russia...the works. The Hate America group.
"It was our boss' idea!" England argued.
"Alfred," President Obama said, "It has come to our attention that you screwed up, so basically all the countries/micronations will live with you,"
"Oh, man," America sighed, "Dude!"
He trudged out.
When the door was closed you could hear the President:
"YES, NO MORE BABYSITTING!"
"So," Russia asked, "What now, da?"
Mexico whispered, "Stupid northern neighbor,"
"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!"
Everyone fell into silence. Except for one nation.
"Pasta, pasta, pasta, Germany stop screaming! It's not a meeting! Germany, Germany, please don't come to Italy! German tourists are scary!" Italy prattled on.
"ITALIA!"
"Hi! Germany!" Italy smiled.
"I'm tired," America whined.
"Act your age, aru!" China scolded.
"So this thing," Germany interrupted, "That was spilled over the globe, what was it?"
"It was, um..." England wracked his mind to remember, "Uh, a revenge potion,"
"Perfect," France sighed, "Mon dieu,"
"What does it do?" Lithuania asked.
"It now will take a random country the potion his on the globe, and do something to them," England sighed.
"At least we're not in the middle of no where!" America yelled, it was true, they were in the center of civilization.
They took up an entire apartment building in New York City.
"We've only got one car," Latvia looked around, "Right?"
"Da," Russia turned his head eerily.
Latvia shrieked and ran back to the Baltics.
Then they heard Russia shriek too.
They looked back and they saw a pint-sized Russian. He was about 8 years old, and was overwhelmed by coat.
"What?" Russia had his arms spread out, looking down.
"Hahahaha," America laughed, "You commie,"
"So cute, aru!" China cheered.
"England," Germany tried to keep his temper, "Could this be what it does,"
"I bet so," Ireland slurred.
"H-hey!" England stuttered in anger, "Maybe,"
"Do you want some pasta," Italy was kneeling in front of the Russian.
"You do realize I have all of my memories, da?" Russia crossed his arms.
"So it sucks to be the Commie today," America shrugged.
Poland interrupted, "So that means I can pick out cute clothing!" he shrieked, "All the possibilities,"
"So we get to go clothes shopping for him," Norway deadpanned, "Why is no one really surprised?"
"Well, we new the revenge was coming, VE~" Italy stood.
"Who's going to go with him?" an African country asked.
America bolted out of the room.
Germany calmly exited.
"I'll go," France had his rape face on.
"I'll go, too," England said, "To protect Russia, of course,"
(Sorry, big FrUK shipper)
"I'll go, too, aru!" China proclaimed.
And thus, they were ready to go.
A.N. Sorry if the beginning didn't make sense, I wanted to get to the cuteness.