My mind was nagging at me to write this. I saw a meme on DA where Prussia was used, and one of the styles was FOP style. It. Was. Perfect. So, I was just like, 'What if some of the nations were in Dimmsdale? I wonder...' Also, I was bored. This is improv. No real planning. Let's see where my mind brings this fic.
I don't own either FOP or Hetalia.
OOC America in the beginning.
It was another World Meeting. Except this time, America was actually trying to get everyone to be quiet. While everyone else was either fighting, sleeping, or eating pasta, America was loosing his patience. He actually had a good idea this time, but no one would listen to him. Probably because all the other ideas he ever had were about heroes. This one wasn't. He eventually held up one hand.
"SHUT UP! GOD, I WISH YOU WOULD ALL BE QUIET!" To everyone's surprise, his hand glowed for about a second, then stopped. England started to yell at America, but he couldn't. None of the nations could say anything. America looked as surprised as the rest of them. He had no idea what had caused this. He hesitantly raised his hand again.
"I wish you could all talk again?" His hand glowed again, like the first time, and then stopped. England stood up and slammed his hands on the table.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR, YOU BLOODY GIT?!" America grinned.
"Iggy! You can speak again!" Ig-England sighed at America's nickname.
"Yes I bloody well can. And I believe I know why." America looked at him surprised.
"Looks like that all over the US, the fairy population is growing, and it's affecting America." America's eyes widened, then he started laughing.
"Fairies?! You must be kidding! You mean like your imaginary friend?" England huffed.
"Only the magical can see them. Flying Mint Bunny, can you came over here for a moment?" Just then, a mint green bunny with wings came over and flew around England's head.
"You called, England?" America could only stare at the magical creature.
"Y-you mean..." England sighed.
"Yes. They're not imaginary." America thought about something.
"While magic would be nice to have, I could hurt people with it by accident. That would not be heroic." England looked at him in surprise.
"America, are you actually becoming mature?" America gave a small laugh.
"Heh. Guess I am. So, do you have any idea how I can get rid of this power?" England thought a bit.
"Well, I know that the main fairy residence area is in Dimmsdale, California. We could try to get there and we will see what we can do." America nodded. Prussia overheard their conversation.
"Oi! West kicked me out of his house for about a week and the awesome me has nothing better to do. The awesome me is also coming!" America smiled.
"Sure. I can get us all to California." England looked at the clock, the meeting ended a while ago.
"We should be going now if we want to get there at a reasonable hour." They left the meeting room to get their things.
Wow. That turned out better than I expected. Sooo... I don't always write short chapters. But when I do, you have to review.