The whole world was in the last day of the year, that is of course New Year's eve, the day before New Year's day. Everyone was excited, as were all of the Hetalia Nations. But they went into new year at different times, with Australia and New Zealand always first and poor America and Canada always last. Time Zones my friend. You should learn about then, if you've not done so already. Anyway, we have America, England, Russia, France, Germany, Prussia, China, Japan and Australia in the house, getting ready for the new year.
Alfred stumbled around sleepily as he got out of bed. "Aw man, it's new year's eve already?" he gasped as he looked at his calendar. He looked at his alarm clock at 6:30am, set at Eastern Standard Time. "Damn" he mumbled under his breath "Why do I always enter the new year last?" and he wiped the lenses of his glasses clean before heading to the toilet. "For crying out loud, why does time always has to be measured from Iggy's place in Greenwich? Why not New York?" he moaned while he was at the toilet.
Alfred somehow seems to get effects of Jet Lag while crossing time zones, even when not on a jet. He had held a Christmas party at England's place, with the few quibbles between the two, but generally speaking, a lot of fun. He had somehow partied too hard and was feeling the effect of the tiredness even 6 days later. Alfred dozed off again, on the pot! For another 40 minutes.
Unbeknownst to him, England and the others were downstairs getting ready for their respective new years. Australia was going to be the first one to go. "Well, that's me nearly there mates!" he chirped. "Arthur, how long have you got, as you're the guardian of the time zones" Arthur had a look at his pocket watch, as his other one had broken. "Oh well" he replied "It's 10 minutes past 12 noon at Greenwich" Francis was looking at Arthur's watch from behind. "Oh hon hon hon!" he laughed "Zat's a very nice old zing you got zere mon ami" Arthur looked back. "Don't you even think about it!" he spluttered to Francis. "You probably need to go for a shower the way you smell!"
"Quoi?!" gasped Francis and had a smell of himself. "OH MON DIEU! I forgot to put on deodorant zis morning!" He went absolutely chicken. "Well how about you go and have a shower!" replied Arthur quickly "But before you do so, I need to use the loo" and then Arthur went upstairs. What he did not realize that Alfred was there, having dozed off.
Arthur opened the door. "What is going-" then he found Alfred asleep on the pot. "OH MY GOD! ALFRED WHAT ARE YOU BLOODY...?!" he exclaimed and shut the door quickly. That woke Alfred up. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" he cried and to his horror, he realized where he had fallen asleep. "Iggy?! Was that you?!" as Arthur opened the door again while Alfred quickly pulled his pants up to hide his penis, but he was in such a hurry that some of his pubic hair was sticking out. Alfred quickly realized this and pulled them up even more.
"What in the name of Lord Lavender's arsehole were you doing sleeping on the loo again?!" gasped Arthur. "Iggy, what are you doing here?!" spluttered Alfred as the adrenaline was rushing through his body making him awake again. "Well, if you remember" said Arthur to a rather blown over Alfred. "It was the New Year party, here, I said that when you left the party at my place. Are you suffering adverse effects of Jet Lag again?" "I think I must be...crap I must of forgotten about it" said a bemused Alfred as he went back into his bedroom. "Well, I need to use the loo and France needs a shower, no surprise" explained Arthur.
Alfred turned around "WHAT?!" he cried. "FRANCE NEEDS A SHOWER?! Don't tell me he had another bath of Garlic!" Alfred Sighed. "Very well" and then he went into his bedroom to get dressed. But before that he went to ask Arthur something. "What is the time according to your Greenwich guardian time?" he asked. Arthur got out his pocket watch. "It's currently 12:15 GMT" he replied. Alfred Gasped. "HOW LONG WAS I ASLEEP ON THE POT FOR?!" He then had a look at his watch before he put it on his wrist. "7:15...dang...Why do I always go last for new year?!" "Now if you excuse me!" retorted Arthur and went into the bathroom.
After getting dressed, Alfred went downstairs. Then he saw everyone downstairs, except for France who was in the Shower of course!
"What...you guys...oh hey wazzup?!" said Alfred as he jumped down the stairs. "You all excited about new year?" Japan looked at America. "What is up with you?" he asked "You seem to be half asleep again" "DON'T EVEN ASK ME ABOUT THAT!" retorted Alfred sharply and then went to his kitchen much to Honda's surprise. Ludwig sighed. "Not zhis again...it is zhe same every time" Ivan took a more subtle approach to it. "Vell, he does party quite hard, I had a bit too much vodka at the party, even zough I don't celebrate Christmas until ze 7th of January" he said. "Vatever" snorted Ludwig.
Alfred walked into his kitchen to see that Prussia was on the floor all drunk. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" gasped Alfred as he saw Gilbert on the floor. "Herr Schnizel, kommen zur mir, und fecken mich zur meinen..." Gilbert's drunken babble echoed through the kitchen. "Gilbert?" gasped Alfred who then saw him. "Alfred...?" spluttered the drunken man on the floor. "Wasser Bitte" he slurred and then fell somewhat unconscious. Ludwig walked into the kitchen to see his drunken brother.
"Verdammt" he grumbled to himself. "He's been drinking on zhis day, and it's not even time for zhe party" Gilbert slouched against the kitchen cupboards and fell asleep. Ludwig saw a pack of Budweiser cans on the floor. "Vhere zhe hell did he get zhat?!" he gasped in horror as he saw the pack on the bench. "Probably went to the store" replied Alfred who was wanting to have something to eat to start himself up, but a drunk man was in his kitchen. Canada walked in through the door.
"What the?!" he gasped "Gilbert are you okay?!" Alfred then turned to Matthew. "Do you know anything about this?!" he asked. "Um well" replied Matthew sheepishly. "I was here about 45 minutes ago, and he asked me for some beer, and I said I would go and buy some, so I did. The Budweiser pack was the only ones the had in stock, as there would be a delivery later in the day, but I could not wait. Sorry..." Matthew nearly hit himself on the head in realization that he had been an idiot and had caused Prussia to fall down drunk in Alfred's kitchen.
"Du bist ein Dummkopf" Grumbled Ludwig to Matthew. "...Maple...Maple...Maple..." muttered Matthew to himself as Alfred looked at him. "I'm...sorry!" spluttered Matthew and then he ran off like a chicken. Ludwig facepalmed. "Vhat a vussy..." he grumbled to himself. "I did not expect this to happen" grumbled Alfred. "Now can you pull him outta here so I can make some coffee to wake myself up!" Ludwig nodded and with a stern look on his face, he grabbed his brother that woke him up.
"Vhat Zhe?!" gasped Gilbert as he was being dragged out of the Kitchen. "You should never of asked Matthew for zhat beer...!" said Ludwig firmly to his brother. "You are out of here!" "WAS? NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN!" Cried Gilbert as he was dragged out onto the pavement. "GET OUT OF HERE! AND DO NOT COME BACK, AND GET SOBER!" roared Ludwig to the drunken Gilbert. Gilbert refused to cooperate much to Ludwig's chagrin. He eventually dragged him to Canada's back yard. "STAY ZHE FUCK HERE AND DO NOT FUCKING COME BACK!" roared Ludwig and then he left as Gilbert slouched down and tipped over Matthew's rubbish bins. "What the heck was that?!" gasped Matthew and then saw Gilbert. "THAT WAS MY TRASH!" wailed Matthew "OH I AM AN IDIOT!" and with that he took a pistol to try and blow his brains out, but there was no ammo in the pistol. "Crap!" grunted Matthew and then sat down on his chair. Gilbert then fell asleep amongst the rubbish.
By the time Ludwig had returned to America's place, Australia had already left for his new year, and France had his shower and America had a cup of coffee to make himself awake and of course, a hamburger. But then, China had disappeared from the scene, who apparently left in a huff, over the who situation. "Ah well..." explained Alfred "He got a bit exasperated by it all, so he went back home...don't say I blame him" Honda however felt a bit alone without him. "I hope he comes back" he said quietly.
But China was replaced with someone else, who was unfortunately a bit more violent. Belarus! "For our new year's resolution!" she said viciously to Russia who was intimidated by his sister. "We shall become one wiz each other! YOU WILL MARRY ME!" "NYET! NYET! NYEEEEEEEEEET!" Ivan screamed in intimidation. "Oh vhen vill zis stop?!" Francis eyed the situation. "Oh hon hon, I zink you two will make the perfect bond!" he laughed as he eyed the little fight between Ivan and Nataliya.
Ivan felt het up. "NO!" he screamed to Francis. "IT IS NOT, SHE VILL MOST LIKELY KILL ME! IT IZ NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!" Francis lurched back at it. "Oh...désolé" he laughed "But if ze two of you bond...then she'll be happy!" Ivan had enough. "KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL KOL!" he rumbled to Francis. "OKAY I RETRACT MY WORDS!" Francis yelled and then jumped behind the sofa.
Alfred sighed. "Aw...come on...this party seems to starting to be going badly wrong!" But then he felt something in his stomach. "Urm...hold on a sec" he said hastily and then went into his kitchen to belch. "BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP! Excuse me"
Arthur however was at the end of his tether. "BOLLOCKS! NOT THIS AGAIN!" then he turned to Francis who had a cheesy smile on his face. "Do you think you are a hentai doujin artist or something?!" he snarled at Francis. "Euh...non mon ami...I am not" replied Francis calmly "Why would I do a zing like zat?" "Well in that case" replied Arthur sharply "Stop trying to picture a loving couple relationship in your head of two people who different sides don't necessarily want to be bonded together!" "Oh...would you pardon me" replied Francis haughtily "You're the one who..." "DON'T YOU EVEN TALK ABOUT IT OR I WILL SHOVE A BAGUETTE UP YOUR ARSE!" roared Arthur. Francis then subsided at that threat.
"Everyone seems to be going off their rockers" said Honda quietly to himself. Ludwig also eyed the situation clearly unimpressed. "Vell, nozhing is vorse zhan Italy I guess" he replied grudgingly. "Or my Schweinhund brother who go drunk zhis morning!" Honda looked at Ludwig. "You know" he said "I was wondering what was going on in Alfred's kitchen in a way"
"QUIET IT DOWN PLEASE!" called Alfred who had enough of the bickering between each other. Everyone stopped and looked at Alfred. "You guys seem to have gone really rather off your rockers, are you overexcited of the new year I guess? Seriously, calm it down guys" Arthur sighed and sat back down on the chair. Ludwig sat down. "Danke Gott zhat Italy is not here" he grumbled to himself. Alfred also sat down. "You guys are getting a bit too chaotic in my house" he said calmly "We should keep calm on New Year's Eve. It's not like the world is gonna end or anything, despite what the Mayans said back in 2012. It's okay" With that...he had another bite into his hamburger and everyone began to converse in a sensible manner.