'Dare a Nation~'

Chapter One

"Hey guys~ BritishGentleman here from the comfort of my writing room/cave~" I said enthusiastically, or rather typed into my laptop. "So I was working on my crossover of Hetalia and Ouran and I thought about daring countries~! Totally cool idea…I think. Anyways I am giving this a whirl to see how it works out~ Sooo here are the rules~ One- nothing sexual is allowed, might have kids watching~ Two- will do any pairings except for USUK (I think it's wrong with the mentor/father/brother figure involved but if it's brotherly love it's okay~), UsCan, Germancest, Itacest, Franida, and Iggy paired with any of his brothers. Three-NO! Killing or harming a nation please~ Be nice to them. Four- You get to decide the dare, leave a review or if you are embarrassed to ask send me a Private message~ Either way it's okay~ Five- If you want to be a host like me just ask, but you have to have a dare also~ I will use your username unless you have another in mind kay~? Six- I don't mind if you dare the nations to do something to my room or something to me okay? Just nothing to bad~ I don't know if any of the other hosts will feel the same way so yeah, hell I may be going solo through this thing~ Now I shall summon the lucky nations~" I stepped away from the computer and raised my hands, "I summon the awesome nations of Hetalia. Come forth!" A green glow emanated from the ceiling as multiple nations fell into my room.

"Ve~ Where are we Doitsu?" Italy asked innocently, his curl bobbing up and down.

Germany scanned the room, looking at all of my decorations, "I don't know Italy."

France brushed the imaginary dirt from his clothes, "Merde zis is my new shirt too."

England rolled his eyes, "Whatever France, stop being such a girl."

I coughed into my hand, "Don't lump a whiny Frenchman with me Iggy."

"Whiny!" France exclaimed.

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm not a girly girl." I say this though I have very girly things in my room.

America shook his head as he pulled up his Canadian twin, "Mattie, why are you on the ground?"

Canada rolled his eyes as he clutched his bear tightly to his chest, "Maybe because you were laying on me, eh."

Japan rubbed his head, "Ouch that hurt."

"Sorry Kiku, I didn't expect people to fall." I apologized, I really didn't know that they would fall from the ceiling, guess I should remember that.

"Oh it's okay!" he was quick to apologize right back in his usual Japanese politeness.

Prussia placed his bird on top of his head, "You okay Gilbird?" the bird chirped in irritation of being squashed but Prussia laughed, "Awesome~"

Spain and Romano were untangling themselves, Romano screaming and hitting Spain on the head while Spain just laughed.

Russia rubbed his head, not realizing that he was sitting on poor China, "Russia! Get off of me, aru!"

Russia looked down and gave a childish smile, "Oh, sorry comrade." He sat on the ground next to the Chinese man and adjusted his scarf. China huffed as he crossed his arms, holding his panda close.

I scanned the room, 'Everyone is here.'

"Ve~ BritishGentleman, why did you bring us here?" Italy asked once he had finished looking around my room.

I smiled, "Glad you asked Italy~ You all are here for a little game called 'Dare a Nation'~ The audience picks dares for you all to carry out and you have to do them~"

Italy nodded, understanding, "Okay, can I have pasta while we wait for dares~?"

I giggled, "Sure, no problem." I adjusted my glasses as I gave a glare to France who was groping poor Canada, "France."

He smirked, "Oui~"

"No molesting your son, okay?"

"But-" I gave a glare that would make hell freeze over, "Okay."

"Good~" I adjusted the things in my room so we could all sit in a circle. I sat on my French horn case as I watched the nations talk quietly.

England raised an eyebrow at my instrument, "What the bloody hell is that?"

I patted the case and smiled, "My instrument~ It's a French horn, one of the more classy ones~ He is the best instrument ever~!"

America cocked his head, "He?"

I giggled, "Yup I name my instruments~"

"Can you tell us what his name is comrade?" Russia asked looking at the other instruments in my room.

I mumbled something under my breath, "What was zat Cheri~?"

"Francis, I named him Francis." France burst out in fits of giggles, I fumed, "You think it's so funny don't you! Vhy don't you just shut up!"

Francis raised an eyebrow, "Did you just go into a German accent?"

"Yes I did! You arsch, now shut your trap!" the room was silent as I huffed, "Honestly, like a bunch of highschoolers, I have better behaved friends than you." I turned back to the screen of my laptop as it continued to write everything that was going on at the moment, "Well know that you know the rules feel free to put some dares~ I can't wait to see what you guys come up with~ Oh and the dares can involve other nations that aren't here already~"

Translations

French-

Merde- Shit

Oui- Yes

Cheri- dear

Japanese-

Doitsu- Germany

German-

arsch- ass