Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia.
It woulda' had a better reason to be rated M.
Oh hon hon hon hon~
It was a normal meeting for the worlds nations, while a storm raged outside.
"Vee~ Germany, Do you think there's gonna be pasta?" said the young Italian, to the somewhat larger German.
"Not now Italy, I'm trying to hear China." Said The German, irritated by the smaller of the two.
At that moment, flashes went through the meeting room, ending with pure darkness. One more flash went through, this one ending with the sound of several thumps and muffled groans.
"PERCY! WHAT THE HECK? BRO, WHAT DID YOU DO?" Yelled a young, American sounding voice.
"I don't know! And I've told you Theo, DON'T CALL ME BRO!" said this time, a British accent.
"W-where's Papa? I w-want Papa!" said a much smaller voice, with a somewhat French accent.
"Don't worry Fleur, It's going to be okay." said a deeper one, this time Russian.
"Mi amor! I cannot see you~!" said a cheery Spanish accent.
"Veee~ I want wurst~...WHERE IS EVERYTHING, VEE?" said a feminine Italian accent, that seemed to have just woken up.
"I'm not sure Heidi. We will find out soon. I have a feeling." said a slow deep voice, seeming like a Mediterranean voice .
"GUYS, MY WHEELCHAIR IS TURNED OVER! I CAN'T GET UP! THIS IS SO UN-AWESOME!" said a harsh almost German accent.
"Theo, Were are you? I'm scared!" said a oriental accent.
"I'm here Chizuo! Just FOLLOW MY VOICE!" American again.
"Ow! Y-your right next to me..." Oriental.
"Vee, It's so darrkk! I wonder if there's paaassstttaaaaa~" Italian.
"SOMEONE HELLPP MEEEE!" German-ish.
"Demitri? Were are you~? Mi amor~?" Spanish.
"I WAANNTT PAAAPPAAAAA!" French.
"THE SPELL DIDN'T WORK! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED!" British.
"THAT'S WHAT WE GET FOR TRYING TO DO ONE OF MUM'S MAGIC SPELLS. THIS IS WHY I BOUGHT A BIKE. SO I WOULDN'T NEED THE BLOODY TRANSPORTATION SPELL! THIS IS A LOAD OF BULLOCKS. THANK YOU PERCY. THANK YOU FOR GETTING US LOST IN PURE BLOODY DARKNESS." American...Um...British? A bit of both.
Then suddenly the lights flickered on. The nations who had been listening to the jumbled mess of yelling now saw a group of teenagers and a small girl.
"PAPA!" Yelled the small girl, running over to a certain blond french nation. This stunned them all.
"Papa, vous ne croiriez pas ce qui s'est passé, Percy a essayé d'utiliser une chose sort mouvement et nous sommes venus ici! Et tout le monde hurlait! C'était vraiment effrayant, et je vous manqués, mais maintenant je suis ici avec vous et ce sera bien!" She said in rapid French.
They stared, staring at the girl who just called France, AKA Francis Bonnfoy, papa.
AN: Sooooo What do you guys think?
I like it.
Things will come.
Oh yes.
Things will come.
AND SHIZZ HAPPENS!