Disclaimer: 'Hetalia' and all of its characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya
We [the people and governments] have decided to choose single men and women over 18 years of age to serve as a representation of our countries on our behalf. When chosen, you will work with your countries associates and your countries associates only, unless instructed otherwise. After a representative has been serving for 30 years, a new representative will be chosen and the previous representative executed in order to stop the flow of government knowledge from reaching the public. Anyone who defies the law will be disposed of immediately.
That is the law that I have been following since I was born. No one knows exactly why this law was created or what it does. All we have been told has been along the lines of 'To stop great wars and misunderstandings.' Most people, unfortunately, don't question this. But most people don't question a lot of things.
I woke up to the blaring noise of my alarm clock. I knew right now if my mother saw me right now, blindly trying to turn off my alarm clock with my face buried into my pillow in the middle of my pile of various blankets, she'd say to me 'Lukie, sweetie, please get up. Mama wants to see your beautiful face.' This thought made me actually turn my head and open my eyes in order to see the alarm clock. I sighed and hit it, making the room turn almost completely silent, except for the sound of me breathing. I shut my eyes once again. 'Just go back to sleep Lukas. Nothing will happen to you today. Nothing at all.' After 30 minutes of trying (and failing) to go back to sleep, I swung my legs over the side of my bed and stumbled down the stairs to my kitchen.
I've heard people say how it must be so lonely to live by yourself day after day. It's lonely, yes, but after a while you get used to it. And, there are always plus sides. I don't have to buy a lot of food. I don't have to share my coffee with anyone. Or my couch. Or my TV. Or my books. Or my bed. I get everything to myself. I was thinking about this as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I walked to my couch and sat down on it, slowly sipping my coffee and turning on the TV. As I saw he names of who would represent which country, I thought of the downsides of being alone. Being alone meant I was single. Being single meant that I was in the running to represent a country. Most people thought of it as a noble thing- saving your country and your people from the threat of war- I just think they're thankful that they aren't chosen. They always started off with the Americas. Then Asia. Then Oceania. Then Africa. Then finally Europe.
Ukraine- Yekaterina Braginskaya. Switzerland- Basch Zwingli. Sweden Berwald Oxenstierna. Spain- Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. S. Italy- Lovino Vargas. Russia- Ivan Braginski. Poland- Feliks Łukasiewicz. Finland- Tino Väinämöinen. France- Francis Bonnefoy. Germany- Ludwig Beilschmidt. Hungary- Elizabeta Héderváry. Iceland- Emil Steilsson. Latvia- Raivis Galante. Liechtenstein- Lili Zwingli. Austria- Roderich Edelstein. Belarus- Natalia Arlovskaya. Denmark- Mathias Køhler. England- Arthur Kirkland. Estonia- Eduard von Bock. Lithuania- Toris Laurinaitis. N. Italy- Feliciano Vargas. Norway- Lukas Bondevik.
I read my name over and over again. 'Norway. Lukas Bondevik.' I felt tears well up in my eyes but I quickly wiped them away with my sleeve. This was impossible. I couldn't have been chosen. Not in a million years would I have been chosen. Eventually, I began to sob into the arms of my couch. It felt like hours went by as I did so. I heard a doorbell ring and looked up at my clock '6:14 am' who the hell would be here at this time?! I tried to look as presentable as possible as I walked to my front door- well a presentable as you can be in sweat pants and a t-shirt 2 sizes too big- and tried to rub the redness out of my eyes. I slowly opened the front door. It wasn't soon after that I felt something hit my head and I blacked out.