A/N: there are some theory's I use in here that I will now explain. The common tongue: All the countries are born knowing a langue that all of them speak and under stand. They can also speak their native langue, and whatever other langue's that the people who live in them speak. France doesn't speak English: simple as it is. He is to stuck up to learn English so he only speaks French, Spanish, and Common. Prussia speaks five langue's: simply that he speaks German, French, Spanish, English, and Common. Germany has not one, but 5 brothers: big family. Oldest to youngest; Prussia, Germany, Francis, Britain, America, Canada.

Thanks for my friend wolfcry for giving me the idea to write this! Keep letting me come over so we can watch every thing my mom wont let me watch girlfriend!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, Sherlock, or Fringe. Though I do own the song Spain sing! (Wrote it my self! Go me!)

Chapter 1, The Brit, the conference, and the portal (Germany)

I sighed and put down my pen. America had just given his stupid speech about pollution. Why was my little brother such a Dom Kopf? It's bad enough I have to deal with Gilbert, but four other brothers that were all crazy to boot? Each one gay, and two of them committing incest. Why Francis and Arthur were going out escaped me. Of course, they made all of us swear not to tell any one. Though some how it leaked out to Japan, and then to the rest of the world. But now I had to pay attention again because Britain was standing up to speak.

"Now, my government has combined science with black magic to create a portal, to another dimension. I will be giving a demonstration today at midnight. Family is expected to come." At those words he glared at America. On the inside I smiled but remanded stern on the out side. "If any one else would like to come, they are welcomed. Though sea land is banned. If you show your face then I will box your ears." The small boy hiding under the table gave an angry shout but staid under the table.

If I were going, which I was of course, then my sweet little Italian lover would be coming. At that same moment he nudged me in the side. "Can I come too Wiggy?" asked Italy in a whisper. I simply nodded my head which made him give me a hug then went back to 'paying attention' to Britain.

"Now, we shall have a two hour break for lunch. I shall finish my presentation and we can finish this meeting after." Every one got up stretching, glad for the break. Almost as soon as every one got up, the Bad Touch Trio was gathered in a corner laughing over something Gilbert had pulled out of his bag. "Oi! West! Come look at this!"

I walked over dreading what it was. He turned the thing around and showed me. It was a picture of Austria, Gilbert's boyfriend, only wearing boxers that wear half on and smiling seductively. " Why the hell do you have that? And does Roderick know you have that?" This only brought more laughter from the F.A.G trio. (It doesn't mean faggot. It is their first names. Gilbert mad it up.)

"I got it last night! My little specks was doing a stripe show for me. Kesesesesese!" cackled my older brother.

Gilbert, Prussia, is my oldest brother. First its him at 27 years, then me at 25, Francis at 23, Arthur at 21, Alfred at 19, and shy little Matthew also at 19 (Him and Alfred being twins. Alfred was only one hour older).

"Man! I never knew Roderick had this in him! Even when we were married he never did this for me, man!" said Spain, better known as Antonio. This made Francis chuckle and Gilbert glare at the Spaniard. "That's because you married Roderick for political reasons and he never loved you Toni. Fish was to busy taking over Europe to marry him mon Cher."

I decided that I was done with the bad touch trio so I went to look for Feliciano. "POTATO BASTURD! WHERE THE FUCKEN HELL IS MY FRATELLO! IF YOU HURT HIM I SWEAR I WILL CASTRATE U WITH A TOMATO VINE!" I sighed and turned around to look at the huffy Italian behind me. "What do u want, Romano?"

Romano looked pissed. More pissed then usual. "That pasta basturd owes me 50 Euros from our poker game last night. I can't find him anywhere. If you hurt him then u will see your end much sooner then I have already planned crud breath." This was my normal conversation with my lover's brother. It never mattered what the original topic was, he would always bring it back to my doom.

"Well I don't know where Feli is either. I'm looking for him." Romano huffed angrily and stormed off.

My mind began to wander as I looked for Italy. 'If his machine really works it will be amazing. Or we will have a Fringe moment. Then my people would have to engineer the amber to freeze the fringe moment. That might bring more jobs though so it could be a good thing…' I thought. Just then my lover jumped onto my back.

"Luddy! Want to go up to our hotel room and have the left over pizza from last night for lunch! Ve~!" I gave him a small rare smile. I could tell he wanted more then pizza.

~ 20 minutes before Midnight

I looked around the semi dark room. More people then I thought had shown up. Francis, Alfred, Matthew, Gilbert, and my self had shown up only because we had to. Besides us Feliciano, Antonio, a pissed off Romano, Hungary, Austria, and most surprising, Russia plus Belarus had come

"Can I please have every one's attention?" every one stopped talking (in Antonio's case singing a song he called "face it") and looked over at Arthur. "If every one can gather around, we will start the portal." I griped Feliciano's hand as we all moved closer to the large ring in the middle of the room.

Against one wall was a bunch of machines with a few operators at it. On the world conference table was a large metal ring up in the air supported by a round base plate. It looked like your normal British Si-Fi machine.

"Begin." Said Arthur. The machine started to hum as the operators moved around flicking on switches and pressing buttons. Suddenly, a blue vortex appeared in the middle of the ring and a street appeared. Arthur's eyes went wide and everyone gasped. "It's working! Its really working!" cheered Arthur.

Suddenly the vortex turned red and a warning siren went off and lights flashed. I was confused just like every one else. I felt a pulling sensation and every one started to become distant.

The next thing I knew, I was standing in the middle of a large crowd in a large city. I had no idea where the hell I was. I tapped a passing woman on the shoulder and she turned to look at me. "Excuse me! Miss! Where am I?" the woman I tapped looked confused. "I'm sorry but I don't speak Chinese. Is that what you are speaking?" she said in a British accent. I switched to English blushing from my thick German accent. "I'm sorry. But where are we?" she smiled realizing I was German. "We are in London. The date is May 15, 2012 love. Why don't you go back to your hotel and sober up."

I froze. I was in the middle of London. All alone. With no money. I wasn't in Japan, at the world conference, with all the other countries. I was in the middle of goddamn London.

End of chapter 1

A/N: Yay! The first chapter is done! Please oh please dear god review! I promise the next chapter will be the bad touch trio and some real Sherlock. But if you guys review I will put some yaio in! At lest 25 reviews and the bad touch trio might do a strip show from Prussia's point of view!