Pararell Universes of the parodies

1. The Portal of Beginnings

I don't own Hetalia of course.

"England, you sure this spell won't go wrong, right?" Romania asked.

It was a bit of a musty room, with piles of books in the corners and some just strewn across the table. In the center of the room were two pentacles, one with a shining jewel in the middle. The other pentacle had three nations in it, England, Romania, and Norway.

"Of course. I have testified the book multiple times to see a loophole and there was none." England replied a bit haughtily to the Romanian nation.

"You do remember that the portal jewel is mine, England?" Norway inquired to the now flustered British nation while petting his fairy.

"O-of course, I do!" England snapped."Now come on, are we activating this thing or not?"

The three countries started to glow wiith an aura, each coloured differently. Red, blue, green combined to make white as the chanting grew louder. The jewel lifted up in the air, reflecting the white magic. The air seemed to tremble beneath the jewel then abruptly tore. What appeared as a black hole that seemed to be woven with glowing strands of multicoloured light. Then with a flash of light the hole was gone, leaving the jewel alone.

It was over.

The nations have released the breath they have been holding and started to relax.

"See? It worked out like I said!" England looked very proudful of himself, a wide smirk situated on his face.

"Yeah, yeah England, let's try to be a bit more quiet. Moldova might wake up beause of all this racket."

"Okay, but who's going to get the jewel?"

"Shouldn't Norway get it? He IS the owner of it after all."

"Hey, I'm the one who FOUND the spell, shouldn't I get to keep it? With Norway, you'll never know if one of the Nordics can mess with it!"

"...You just want to study it, don'tcha England?" Romania laughed as Norway's remark blew England out of the water, leaving said nation spluttering.

" 's okay. You can keep it. Just promise you won't do anythin' weird with it."

"Who do you think I am?!" England grumbled as he pocketed the glowing gemstone.

"Now that's settled, I call this magic trio meeting to be officially over! Next meeting is tomorrow at Norway's house 12 o'clock sharp! Now shoo before Moldova wakes up."

(In England's basement)

'Now how does this jewel function?' England was struggling with the jewel on his old worn table he used for grinding potion ingredients.

"England, it's past midnight."

"Already?! Damn, I better get some rest for tomorrow. Thanks for telling me Tink"

"You're welcome!"

"Don't play rough, okay?"

"Okay!"

However as soon as England left the basement, all of England's magical friends crowded over to the table.

"Hey look at this, it's so pretty~" As expected the fairies fawned over it.

"I want it for my collection."

"You have a jewel collection, Hook?"

"Shut up Tink!"

"Oh dear, they're at it again." Flying mint bunny perched on Uni's back dejectedly, sighing."I wish they would just stop."

"Can I try stopping them?"

"Sure you can Uni, but I wouldn't bet on it working."

The unicorn's horn started to glow, and a potion bottle levitated off a shelf. It moved right above the arguing duo and emptied itself.

Except the potion didn't hit them.

It hit the jewel instead.

Oops.

OMG a cliffhanger. Yes I just decided this story will be another story entirely because this is a long project. but updates are going to be kind of sparse sometimes. Anyways, please R&R!