A/N: Hi everyone! This is just a brief intro, but basically, I'm doing an advent calendar/challenge for Hetalia: Axis Powers. My friends dared me to write a fic a day, so that's the plan! Most won't be very long, don't worry. In fact, of the ones I've done, this is pretty long and it's only 2k. Each fic takes place on the day it's posted and each day has a different pairing. Now I don't necessarily ship them all, and I only have a tentative list, so if you want to propose a pairing for me to do, then go ahead! Please read and enjoy!


~ Day 1: December 1~

Romania let out a heavy sigh. Glancing through the window, he watched he snowflakes spiral down from the dark sky and alight on his porch. Normally, he loved this time of year. It was the start of the holiday season, the eve of December 1st, and he knew that the coming month would hold many festivities. As if to make up for the many years they couldn't celebrate Christmas, his people always went all out and it was a time of general happiness and merriment. But for some reason he couldn't get into the holiday spirit himself. Something was bothering him. And that something was the fact that Bulgaria declined to spending December first with him.

The two had been best friends for as long as Romania could remember and he had always spent the first day of the month with him. It wasn't just the start of the holidays, but also his national day. It celebrated when he finally united with his younger sister, Transylvania. The poor girl had been more than happy to unify herself, preferring to live with Romania than Hungary. Hungary and Romania didn't exactly get along, and Transylvania couldn't stand having to be pulled back and forth between them. This was a big occasion in Romania's history. And he wanted to be with his best friend. Instead, Bulgaria had a meeting.

"Look, I'm sorry!" He had told him over the phone. "But I've already rescheduled twice, and I'd feel bad if I kept Hungary waiting."

"It's not like she hasn't had to wait hundreds of years to get Austria in bed! If there's one thing she's good at, it's waiting!"

"I promised her I'd be there. It's just one time. I'll come over as soon as I can, okay? The weather is too bad to catch a flight to be in time on the first."

But it's not the same! Romania had thought. I had to deal with being a part of Turkey, then I was overrun with that dick Russia and his fucking Soviet Union and went through decades of communism before I could finally declare my own sovereignty and reunite my family and now you're saying you can't come on the one day that matters most to me?! Well, besides Halloween and Christmas.

But of course he didn't say that. All he said was "Fine." And had hung up. So here he was, pouting and wondering how Bulgaria's meeting was going, instead of planning an awesome day of fun for tomorrow.

"Frate?" Turning his head, Romania looks at his sister standing in the kitchen doorway. Her amber eyes are worried and her dark brown is powdered with snow.

"What? And why are you covered on snow?"

"If you had been listening, I told you I was going to the store to buy some ingredients to make Ciorbă. Tomorrow is a holiday, whether Bulgaria is here or not."

"I know that!"

"Then why're you pouting?" Ecaterina smiled, raising her eyebrow.

" 'M not." He said halfheartedly. Realizing a he wasn't going to make any progress teasing him, Ecaterina sighed and sat down beside him.

"Hey." No response.

"Heyy." No response.

"Goddamnit Vlad, I said hey!"

"Wha-at?"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Go away."

"Too bad for you, I won't. Look I know you're upset that Milen can't come tomorrow, but it's not the end of the world."

"You don't get it! I-"

"Like him?" Romania's head swivels to look at his sister, pale skin turning beet red.

"H-how'd you know?!"

"Oh please! It's so obvious. Bulgaria's just too dense to notice. Everyone already thinks you're dating, what with all the time you spend together."

"You've gotta be kidding me."

"Nope."

"Great."

"It is great. Everyone should get to fall in love. There's nothing wrong with it. We're in changing times, frate. You should tell him how you feel."

"Not like that would change anything."

"Well it's worth a shot! What've you got to lose? He can't come tomorrow anyway. So at least you won't see him if you're rejected."

"And why are you pushing so much?"

"Just because. So will you?"

"...I'll think about it."

"Minunat! Great! And if he rejects you, I bought your favorite raspberry sorbet! We can eat it and watch He's Just Not That Into You."

"The one with Scarlett Johansson?"

"Yes, the one with Scarlett Johansson."

"I hate America but he has great actresses."

"She's hot."

"At least now I know where I got my gayness from." The two look at each other and laugh.

"Glad you're back to normal. Now then, I'll see you the second."

"Wait what?"

"I'm visiting Hungary."

"WHY?!"

"She asked me to spend unification day with her."

"But I hate her!"

"And I don't. She's my sister, Vlad."

"I will never acknowledge her."

"Well fine then. I'll see you later." And with that, picking up her suitcase, Transylvania walks out of the house and into the snow to leave for Hungary.

"Traitors." Romania mutters. "Both of 'em." He sits on the couch for a few more moments, thinking about what Ecaterina said. Furrowing his brow, he picks up his phone. "I don't wanna do this. I don't wanna do this, but I should. I don't wanna do this but I need to. I can do it." He murmurs the mantra to himself quickly as he dials Bulgaria's number. On the fifth ring, he picks up.

"Damnit Vlad, I told you I'm busy! What is it?!"

Alright I got this. He thinks. Gonna be real smooth and chill. I'll be witty and make him laugh. He'll apologize for yelling. I'll say it's fine. And then I'll tell him. As easy as that.

"Vlad?"

As easy as that…

"Look, if you're not gonna say anything, then I'm gonna go." Damnit why weren't words coming out?! "Then I'll see you later. And please don't interrupt agai-"

"I love you!" Romania blurted out.

"Wha-" That's all Rolania heard as he slammed the phone shut and threw it against the wall. The phone made a cracking sound and it fell to the floor in splintered pieces.

"Oops." He squeaks. And about a half-second after that, the reality of what he had just done sets in. "Oooooohhhhh shit. Well I probably just ruined everything I had worked for with him. Why did I listen to my sister?" He continues to rang for about half an hour about how stupid he was before finally falling onto the living room couch with the heaviest sigh he's ever made. "Shit." He says again. "Shit shit shit." A few minutes later, he gets to his feet and walks to his phone. "Shouldnta thrown it. That was too forceful." He decides as he goes to inspect the broken phone. Picking up the shattered pieces, he sighs. Glancing at the clock, a grin appears on his face. "Hell yes! It ain't 9 yet! I can get to the store soon enough to get a new phone!" Deciding to push his confession out of head, Romania grabs his winter coast and enters the snow. "Shit, it's cold! Shoulda taken the car..." He muttered as he walked down the street towards the downtown area, the blistering snowstorm reflecting his inner emotions.

...

Meanwhile, in Budapest, a stunned raven-haired man stares at his phone in shock.

"Milen?" A brown-haired pretty woman asks. "What's wrong?"

"...did this really just happen?" He mutters.

"Did what just happen?" Suddenly his head snaps up, startling the woman. "What is it?" She asks. He stands, grabbing his briefcase and papers. Looking at her, he responds.

"Sorry Elizabeta. I have to reschedule. Again. Something came up."

"Does that soemthing start R and end with -omania?"

"Doesn't it always?"

"Touché. I have a guest coming anyway, so it's alright. Go."

"Thank you." Grabbing his coat on the way out, Bulgaria exits the office and rushes down the hall. Reaching the street, he hails a taxi. In the cab, he calls to inform the hotel that he won't be returning and to have his luggage shipped to Bucharest. After that, he calls Romania. He doesn't pick up. "That's odd." After trying two more times, he sighs giving up. "Guess I'll just surprise him." He decides as the taxi pulls into the Budapest airport.

...

Romania was gonna longer than he thought. He had gone to the cell phone store and asked them to fix his phone. After learning it couldn't be (Sir, you can't possibly put back together a phone in 17 pieces), he decided to purchase a new one. Immediately they were on him about which kind to buy, and by the time he had finished, an hour had passed. After that, he had decided to go do the normal thing when you wreck your life: drink your problems away. Now he was glad he hadn't taken his car. Sitting at his favorite bar, vampir betivii, he watched the tv play out football games and smiled. This was the life. A cheese puff in one hand, a beer can in the other. Finally he was kicked out 2 hours later after drinking a total of 5 beers and 2 tequila shots. Surprisingly, he was startlingly sober and if he wasn't before, he was after going outside. The blizzard had only gotten worse, and the cold air hit him like a sack of bricks. Shivering, he tightened his winter coat and trudged home.

As he drew closer, he noticed something on his porch. He was too far away to see it clearly through the snow and ice but as he drew closer, he realized it was a person. With no luggage. And raven-colored hair. And Romania started running. As he approached his walkway, the man looked up and stared at him as he ran up the drive, olive green eyes flashing, half in anger, half in... Was that... Affection? He ran a little faster. Breathing hard, he flew up the few stairs and kneeled to catch his breath in front of the man. Looking up, he smiled.

"Why-" Smack. Surprise flashes across his face as he turns his head back, cheek stinging red. Tears fill the raven-haired man's eyes, a red blush reeling across his face.

"What do you mean why?!" He yells. "Why do you think?!"

"Oh. That." Bulgaria searches his face for some kind of reaction, before sighing, exasperated.

"What do you mean, 'that'? That was a confession wasn't it?"

"Well yeah but-"

"But nothing. Did you even wait to hear for my reply? And what's the big deal, not picking up when I called you?" Romania smiles slightly, holding up his bag.

"Yeah about that." He replies, showing him what's inside. "I might've broken it throwing it against a wall?"

"...WHY?!"

"Because I was scared! I was scared I had just destroyed like everything. I was scared you'd hate me. I was scared you didn't like that way. I was scared-" He breaks off as his mouth is covered with Bulgaria's own. Soft lips meet his own, interrupting his rant. His eyes widen, resting on Bulgaria's own blushing face, eyes closed tightly. Pulling away, the raven-haired man looks at him, his face a mask of happy, worry and excitement at the same time.

Romania only needs a split second to analyze what happened, before he pulls him close, into another kiss. Only this time, it's perfect. Bulgaria stiffens only slightly, before he relaxes, wrapping his own arms around Romania's shoulders and closing his eyes. His lips taste faintly of alcohol, but a sweet taste lingers as well. Cherries. The winter snow around them is temporarily forgotten as the only warmth they need is from each other. They could feel each other's warm breath against their own cool skin. The kiss was soft, deep and loving, centuries worth of feelings given in those few seconds that, to them, seemed like a millenium. When they finally pulled away, they were both out of breath and blushing insanely. But they smiled and laughed.

"I should have done that way sooner." Romania mutters. "I'm really embarrassed now."

"I wish you would have. But it's alright. I love your embarrassment. It's cute."

"Really?"

"Really. I love you. All of you." Romania smiles at his new lover.

"And I feel the same way."


Alright so this one was more lovey-dovey than some of them. Not all pairings are dating btw. I had fun writing this because I've never written Robul before, so for those of you who ship this hardcore, I hope I did good enough! This has actual history in it (:D) and I'm pretty proud I thought of it because really it's a complete coincidence that this actually happened on the day I paired them.

Again, if you want to sugggest a pairing, please do! Comment your thoughts, encouragements, constructive criticism, etc. Please! I love feedback!

That was Day 1! I hope you all enjoyed reading it! See you tomorrow!

PS: There is a hidden theme that's present throughout every single chaper. It's a phrase (hint!) that I based each fic around and it's classic. That's all I'll say!