Disclaimer: I do not, and won't ever, own Hetalia or its characters. Story's all mine tho.

The morning dew cascaded from the short blades of grass as little paws ran across them. The sun hung high in the sky and casted a bright yellow glow onto the face of the dragon cub, emerging from the thick bushes. The cub cooed with glee as he stood on top of a cliff facing the vast blue expanse of the ocean. Behind him came rustling leaves and the voices of others. Four to be exact. All belonging to other, older dragons. Each of their footfalls shook the ground beneath Emil as they inched closer. Emil turned around and was faced with four older dragons. A menagerie of sharp teeth and claws towered over him. The dragons looked down at him with piercing eyes, with tattered wings spread out. Emil looked up at them and before he could utter a single word, one of them pounced.

The dragon sailed right over his head and dove into the waters below. Two of the others followed suit, but one - the tallest one- stayed put, staring at Emil. His scales shone red in the morning light. He waved his spiked tail erratically and smiled a wide, toothy grin.

"Yo, Emil! Ain'tcha gonna swim with the rest of your bros? I mean, it sucks that I can't be with you, being a fire dragon and all," Mathias said, patting Emil on the back with his large paw.

"I'm not swimming" Emil said, shrugging off Mathias' paw.

"Well, ya can't stay here!" Mathias exclaimed. He grabbed Emil gently, taking into account Emil's small size relative to his own strength and flew down to the shore.

In the shallow water, Tino and Berwald ran around claiming they were looking for fish. In reality, Berwald was chasing Tino, who may or may not have been enjoying himself. Tino has been intimidated by Berwald for quite some time now, but really, who hasn't been? Berwald is shorter than Mathias, but is definitely bigger than him. He has blue scales and piercing sky blue eyes capable of petrifying humans where they stand. He lumbers around on four relatively short legs and has a large jaw with sharp teeth.

Tino, on the other hand, is tiny. He's barely bigger than Emil. He's chubby and has small, black wings, so he has difficulties flying for long distances. His eyes are violet and has an almost ever-present smile. While that may seem pathetic, in his true form, he becomes much bigger and much more menacing. His wings blanch white to match the rest of his scales and his violet eyes turn silver and develop crosshairs with deadly accuracy. Mathias learned that last part the hard way after he teased Tino way too much for his small stature.

The only one doing real work was Lukas, who was Emil's actual brother. He's of average height and has a sleek build. He dove in repeatedly, water rolling off his waterproof wings, each time scooping up a fish and depositing it into a pile on the shore. His indigo eyes were calculating and focused, occasionally send a sneer to Berwald and Tino. Why should he have to do all the work?

After the fish was captured and the sun had hung low in the sky, Berwald scooped up the catch of the day in his massive jaws and started to head back into the cave they carved into a mountain.

A/N: Okay, I know this chapter was pretty boring, but I promise it gets better in the next chapter. This was just to show off the appearances and personalities of some of the characters.