Author's note: Based off of a question I read on Tumblr. "How did the countries get their human names?" So here you go, my theory on how the countries got their names. I don't own Hetalia. Or Tumblr. Even though that would be awesome.
It was just a regular world meeting, sometime in the 1900s, which, of course, meant that America and Russia were fighting. No one was quite sure what they were fighting about, as they did it every meeting, and after 100s of meetings, the others just didn't care anymore. They preferred it, actually. They knew that if America and Russia were friendly with each other, an alliance could be the result. And that would be bad for everyone else.
Anyways, everyone just assumed that the fight would die out by the time lunch was called, like it always did. But the time for lunch came, and the two were still fighting. As the countries began to file out of the room, the fight got physical. America landed a punch on Russia, right in the face, and suddenly both of them were on the ground and no one could even tell who was punching who because of how vicious the two large countries were fighting. Because no one wanted to break up the fight and risk getting hurt, America ended up knocking out Russia. The countries who hadn't left (Which was pretty much just the members of the allies and the axis) stood there gaping at the bloody countries.
America stood up and wiped some blood off of his face with the back of his hand. "What are you all looking at?" he asked.
England stepped forward. "You bloody git! You just knocked out your own ally!"
America laughed. "He deserved it, too" he looked at the unbelieving faces of the others. "Relax guys, it was just a little fight." England began to resume yelling at the younger nation, but was stopped short by America clutching his head. "Hey" he said woozily, "why is the room spinning?" and then he passed out.
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The other nations rushed the two unconscious countries to the nearest hospital. England rushed to the reception desk to give the lady their information.
"Name?" said the lady, who was about forty, in a nasally voice.
"The one with glasses is America, and the other one is Russia!" he said hurriedly, wanting to get out of the hospital as quickly as possible. He hated the way they smelled.
The woman looked up from her pad of paper. "Right. And I'm Bulgaria."
England laughed "Well that's absurd. Bulgaria is a man."
The woman raised her eyebrow. "Right…" she said slowly "I'm not playing around here, what are their names?"
England was a little taken back by the woman's attitude. "I told you, the one with glasses is America, and the other one is Russia."
The lady shook her head and wrote this down. "Okay, and can I have their emergency contact's information?"
England smiled "That would be me."
And your name would be? Oh wait, let me guess" she said sarcastically. "You're France."
England cringed. "Please, don't even associate me with that horrendous wanker. I happen to be England."
The lady wrote this down, along with the other information need. After he was done talking to her, England went and sat next to the rest of the nations.
"What took you so long?" asked China angrily.
"The woman at the desk didn't believe me when I told her our names. She found something about it quite amusing, actually." he looked at the others. "I think we might need human names." he concluded.
The others agreed.
Author's note: so how did you like it? My beta is on vacation this week, so there might be mistakes.
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