Hetalia: The New World

Chapter One: History Lesson: Ethoasia's Government

(Please note that this certain fanfic contains a made-up country. If you do not like ocs in Hetalia, then I suggest you find a different fanfic to read. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! P.S I do not own Hetalia or it's characters. Only the few ocs used in this story.)

'''Everyone paying attention? Alright, let's begi- HEY! YOU! Yeah, you! get off your phone and pay attention. *ahem* Anyways, where was I?

This is a story about a little country named Ethoasia; this little micronation was built in between the coasts of France and England as a sort of "peacekeeper" between the two raging countries. Ethoasia was a very small country with little to no source of income and hardly any military to speak of! Because of this, she spent her younger years being raised by her big brother, England. This affected her form of government (which was originally a democratic one). But because she's a stubborn, hard-headed little girl, she refused to give up all of her original government and thus the Democratic-Monarchy was born!'''

Ethoasia was in the living room of Mr. England's house, playing with the dolls he'd recently bought her. She giggled as she brushed Lady Apperdale's hair and fixed Madame Bublé's bonnet and petticoat. The sound of footsteps echoing off the wooden floors caught her attention and she whipped her head around to see her big brother England just rounding the corner into the living area, her exotic, green eyes widened as her smile did and she set down her doll (being careful not to crack their porcelain skin) and stood on her feet, running to her older brother and hugging him tightly.

"Big brother! Big brother!" She cried, her tiny arms wrapping around one of his legs, nearly sending her brother crashing to the floor. England exclaimed as he caught himself before he fell.

"Oh! Goodness, Ethoasia! You'd better be careful!" England said with a chuckle, kneeling down to place a head on the young country's head. "If you grow any bigger, you'll knock me down with nothing more than a tap on the shoulder!" At this, he laughed and so did Ethoasia.

Ethoasia smiled brightly at her brother and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand down to cup her small face. "What brings you here, big brother England?" Asked the young country, blinking up at him curiously. "You said you weren't supposed to return until next week!" England flashed her a gentle smile and stood up, slipping his hand from her face.

"Well, actually, I've been meaning to speak with you about your government." He said, bringing his hand up to scratch the back of his head as he let out a soft, nervous chuckle. Ethoasia's smile vanished and she replaced her smile with a sneer, which England quickly picked up on. "Listen, Ethoasia, I don't like the thought of you having a democracy like that fool America. You never know what the people could do to provoke trouble in your lands... you could end up with your very own Donald Trump!" Ethoasia huffed and crossed her arms, turning her nose up at the suggestion as if it were a piece of trash or rotten food.

"I don't care!" she declared with a defiant snort. "I don't want to become just like you! I want to be me!" England glared down at her and knelt back grabbing her shoulders and spinning her around to face him.

"You'll do it because I say so, Ethoasia!" He said sternly, his thick brow furrowed. Ethoasia opened her mouth to argue, but England cut her off, "And don't think about arguing with me. I'm the only thing that's keeping you from falling apart." His gaze then softened and he smiled kindly at her. "I do these things because I love you, Ethoasia. I want to look out for you." And with that, he placed a kiss on her forehead, stood up and walked out of the room.

'''Soon, after the one-sided discussion, Ethoasia approached England with a proper appeal and the argument ended with the signing of the "Demo-Mon Treaty", which gave Ethoasia power to rule over her country with people's rights similar to American rights, but, she was forced to be ruled under the first queen of Ethoasia, Queen Vivienne Garrette I, who was crowned on October 11th, 2016; you go, Ethoasia!'''

'''Strange fact about Ethoasia #1: Even though her neighbor is France, she's never actually met him face to face.

#2. She has a younger brother named Îlot de Verdure (called, Haine for short, which translate from French as "Hate"), who she also, coincidentally, hasn't met and who lives with France. Strange, huh?

#3. Even though she's never met her neighbor, she's obsessed with France culture.

#4. She has a birthmark in the shape of a rose on the back of her upper arm.

#5. She actually wasn't considered a country until she freed herself from England in 2017.

#6. She was actually recorded in the Guinness Book of World Records for being England's colony for the shortest time period.'''

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Haine The Terrible!

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