In a secret room, in a secret place, where no one was going to find them, all the leaders from several different nations had gathered together to discuss something about the personified countries they lived in. They were very much aware of the fact that they were, in a sense, human in some way.
"I really can't think up of one moment in which the countries are not stressed with the amount of paperwork we give them," said one leader.
"And there's all those treaties they got to carry out," mentioned another leader.
"Don't they just use that as blackmail sometimes?"
"Yeah, but they still got to stick with the rules so…"
"And then there are all those wars they had to fight."
"You mean like WWI? I heard that the government made Germany go fight in it."
"And they also got all that sexual tension…"
"… Just exactly who?"
"Put that camera away! I'm not telling you!"
After a long bout of talking, they all agreed on one thing.
Their nations were in need of a break. What kind of break you ask? A simple one really. A week off to spend time with their dysfunctional family and friends. But they won't take it off as nations. Nope, their bosses didn't want that. No, instead, they were going to spend a whole week together on an uncharted island as regular old humans. No need to remember any treaties, any deals, or any past tensions. They just needed to clear their minds and enjoy their week off. Would they be able to relax though?
Their bosses really hoped so.
Or else there just ~might~ be another world war…
Oops.
A/N: Hello~ This is my first Hetalia fanfiction! I had this idea stuck in mind after I had a dream in which I was Vietnam, and England started to dance with me. It was amazing. But that dream got me thinking: why were they dancing? This idea bloomed and I just had to use it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fanfic!
Reviews are nice!