I hope this will have longer chapters than I usually write...I mean. I want to supply more words for you guys! Anyways, Readers that know me...This is another one of those cute fanfics. But it MIGHT get a bit spicy. Anyways, basic story line is that Alonna Jone *Bonnefoy works at her brother's pub/tavern/bar and gets into an awkward situation. Backround on Alonna...Well. (She originally represents Hawaii) anyways, she was adopted by Alfred/America at a young age and is now already begging for a divorce? Or Divorced from her Adoptive GRANDFATHER Francis Bonnefoy. You know...the dude who somehow got Arthur pregnant with twins named Matthew and Alfred? Yeah. XD I believe in MalePreg. Anyways, there was a HUGE affair there. And in the end, Alonna was left with seven kids. (the other hawaiian islands) Now she is struggling Financially to keep a roof over her childrens heads and food to feed them. All she wants is he best for her kids, and she's hoping for a possible miracle. Alonna's original parents again. MPREG. Are Greece and Turkey. That relationship never worked out and they didn't want kids. So Alonna was set up for adoption and adopted by Alfred, but her older brother Perseus (Crete) was kept with the Karpusi household. Percy is her boss. Heracles/Greece is currently doing archeological digs in Greece. While Sadiq/Turkey is pissed off at Heracles and doing something. Idk what yet. o_o

STAFF for the pub/tavern: Perseus-Boss/Owner/bartender, Yao-Cook, Alonna-Waitress/bartender, Yao's family-*occasional* cooks/helpers, Alonna's Family-*occasional* waiters/helpers.

There may be some SONGFICs and LEMON chapters because I'm trying to test myself~! XD I want to be a successful writerrrrrr~! And I love tildes. You may see them a lot. (tilde=~)

~WANG-Mich-YAO~

PS. HAVE FUN READING! I HOPE YOU LIKE!

Alonna's usual shift at the bar hadn't ended yet and she was worrying about the extra three hours she had been pushed to take. For the moment, she wasn't rushing to get someone's orders or giving out drinks. She had enough time to call her kids. They were only a few blocks away but…it wouldn't make any difference if they were seven hundred miles away. Alonna was just that kind of mother.

She took her cell phone from her pocket and dialed her eldest daughter's phone number. "Lolani?" She asked as her daughter picked up. "Maui," Her middle son corrected. "Lolani's in the shower." Maui stated and Alonna smiled. "That's just fine. I won't be home for a while tonight okay? I took an extra shift for your uncle again. I'm going to see if I can get Grandpa to come and watch some movies with you guys but I'll try to call you if it doesn't work out. Don't let Francis into the house and tell the others for me, kay?" Alonna explained to her son. Maui had a lack for showing much emotion these days. He was always taking care of his sisters and beating the father he probably shouldn't have had out of the house. "Yeah mom. Just, don't be out too late and get into trouble." Maui warned and Alonna laughed.

"Same goes for you, now go tell your big sister." Alonna finished and hung up before scrolling down her contacts for her father. She was scared for Maui. He really…was a rebel. He did things he shouldn't and got into fights. Maybe Alonna wouldn't be able to convince her middle child to change for the better? Maybe Alonna was too faint-hearted to change him? Alonna shook the thought from her head, calling her father Alfred.

Alfred picked up in no time, but he was eating a hamburger as usual. "Alfred, I'm doing the shift after mine. Could you go watch the kid's for me?" She almost pleaded. Alfred gulped down the hamburger. "Yeah, yeah. Worried about Francis coming right?" Alfred said in an annoyed tone like she was wasting his time. Maybe this attitude he had towards her now was…well, offensive to her. Alfred didn't notice. Sure, marrying the man who fathered him was DEFINITELY a mistake but she was still his daughter.

Alonna looked down to the table below her, sliding one hand away from the phone. Alonna didn't answer her father; she just tried holding herself together. She never liked it when Alfred lost it with her. On the other end, Alfred regretted saying everything. "Alonna-," He was stopped mid sentence when Alonna hung up the phone. She knew it was a lost cause. Her kids would be alone tonight, and she was already torn thinking about it.

"I'm sorry." Alfred said to himself after hearing the click of the phone being disconnected.

Alonna shook her head, getting ready to call her kids again when she saw someone waving in the corner of her eye. "Excuse me…" Someone said and she jumped back to work. "I'm so sorry!" Alonna apologized immediately. In her pocket, her phone buzzed from Alfred trying to call back. Alonna ignored the call, hoping she would somehow still get some tips.

It was a busy two hours before Alonna finally could slow down and finally call her kids. There were a total of twelve missed calls from Alfred and one call from her cell phone company. Just as she was about to call her children again, the door opened and that blonde bastard came walking in…Francis Bonnefoy. Alonna glared, pocketing her phone again. Though, there was a good side. At least he wasn't at her front door pleading for her to open it as usual like every night. "Mon Cherie! I didn't expect you to be working this late, take an extra shift?" Francis prodded as she followed him to the table he chose. It was the very same one he PROPOSED to her at.

"Yes, I did. I needed the money after you knocked me up seven times." Alonna sneered as she pulled out her pad. "Aha, I see. You know you could always welcome me back into the house if you need the money~! Oh and I'd like a Sangria tonight." Francis teased, pointing his finger at Alonna's 'angelic' face. "Not in a million years, Francis. Red wine or white?" Alonna questioned and wrote down the Sangria on the notepad. "But cherie~! Well, tonight you could always come over if you'd like…red as usual, merci." Francis replied smugly. Alonna scowled. "Not going to try for an eighth and FORCE me into letting you back are you? Either way, I decline the offer. I'll be right back." Alonna responded and turned, walking off to the kitchen where Mr. Yao was cooking and Perseus Karpusi was making drinks.

"Francis showed up again, he wants red Sangria." Alonna said before Percy laughed. "Sis, you really do attract a crowd sometimes…" Percy joked and Alonna whacked him lightly in the back of the head. "Shut up." Alonna spat before returning back to her other customers. When all got quiet and it was just low whispers to each other, the door slammed open. A blonde Dane walked in with two others. One was a tall blonde, most likely Swedish, and another was a short Norwegian. "Heh, look at all them staring at us." The blonde commented and marched over to a table. Alonna smirked. She was used to seeing the Dane every night. He always seemed to show up completely sober, but leave piss drunk.

Alonna was waiting the table of the Scandinavian friends. "Hello and welcome to the Rounda 'Bout Tavern, how may I help you tonight?" Alonna asked as she pulled out her notepad again. The Dane and his friends sat at the table looking up at her. "Irish Coffee," The Swede replied plainly. "Water please." The Norwegian said in response. "Coors Lite, and have a second glass ready!" The Dane said last, and Alonna nodded her head. She scribbled down the order and scurried off to the bar before delivering Francis his Sangria.

"It's going to be a loooooong night." Percy remarked as he watched the Dane down at least three glasses of beer at once. Alonna laughed at the comment and waved Francis off as usual when he had found some girl to go mess with. "Well, it always leaves a good tip right? But that Norwegian left a few minutes ago. If the Swede leaves then who's gonna take the Dane home?" Percy asked innocently. Alonna's shoulders dropped. "If he doesn't leave before I close up. I'll figure something out. When are you leaving? You said early when you asked about taking over for you." Alonna quickly changed subject, knowing on the inside she was hoping the idiot would go home before he knocked himself out. But just to her luck, the Swede left mid-conversation like he had somewhere to be.

Percy laughed a bit at Alonna's expression as the Swede left, leaving a large tip on the table. Maybe it was to make up for leaving the Dane alone? "Dad wants me at home with him before the big reveal when he flies home. I have to pick him up from the airport." Percy explained to his younger sister. Alonna had been sent off to be adopted at a younger age, but by the time Sadiq and Heracles thought of adoption, they were already accustomed to Perseus being in the house. Alonna sighed, leaning back on the counter. "So, what is your plan for the Dane? I mean he comes in here and usually knocks himself out with beer."

Alonna smiled, looking to the Dane in the corner. It looked like he had settled down just a bit now that his friends were gone. Now he was just sulking in the corner, staring out at the rest of the room; maybe looking in her direction. "Who knows, maybe he'll get out before I close up. But I may have to throw him out on the street." Alonna said, tilting her head at the Dane. He was staring right back at her, and she didn't even know it.

"You know you have that weird mental condition that makes you nice right?" Percy said sarcastically and laughed. "You won't stick him on the street. You'll do something more forgiving."

Mich: So how you like it? I'm quite proud of it!

Alonna: You stuck me with a Danish drunkard.

Mich: Totally ^3^

Tai: I wanna be in this story~!

Mich: Guest appearance or plot twister?

Tai: TWISTERRRRRRRRR.

Mich: Fine.

Norway: ...no one has done this yet. WANG-Mich-YAO doesn't own Hetalia.

Mich: Oh, and to guess what might happen next chapter, please put it in a review! I love the guesses and predictions. Sometimes they're inspirational and If I like the idea. I might use it!

Alonna: Reviews anyways please, even if its a "good job" or "lol"