I enjoy seeing crack pairings, mainly because the popular pairings tend to annoy me. So I wrote names on a list randomiser and allowed it to pair them off. Actually, most of these were extremely interesting. Some pairings I've messed with a little, mainly because the results were too popular.

The chapters will be short, and it's the first time I write something like this. I guess this is as close as I'm going to get to the romance genre. This will be updated on Mondays and Fridays.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

Prologue

France sighed in frustration. It was yet another meeting, and things were going as they normally did. Horribly.

The meeting was in Paris, so he had to play host to the other nations. And being in the capital of the country of love, things were not going too well for France. He had a massive headache, all thanks to tangled red threads.

He had always been able to see the little red string connected to people, but no one else seemed to know. He had brought up the topic with Scotland, whose eyes widened when he told him about it. He told him about a legend of red strings of fate, to which he asked if France knew who his was connected to. France told him that he didn't have one, but when he saw his friend's face, he quickly said that it could just mean that the man's soul mate wasn't born yet. They were nations, after all. It was a possibility.

Speaking of which, he should probably tell Scotland that his string had appeared.

France looked towards his own hand and saw the string connecting him to the nation sitting next to him. As the host nation, France had managed to arrange that the two of them sat next to each other. In fact, he should have done it with other nations as well, but the nations that were dating each other insisted on sitting close to each other.

Even though France knew that their strings were not connected to each other, and that caused disharmony among the nations, and only made his headache worse.

America and England, Sweden and Finland, Germany and Italy, Spain and Romano, Denmark and Norway… these were all wrong. They didn't belong together. But thanks to Hungary's intervention, most of them came together.

He wondered if he could convince Hungary to help him get the nations that were meant to be together, well, together. It might help his headache, especially considering the strings were protesting loudly. To him, anyway.

"Are you alright?" the nation next to him asked.

"Non," France said. "My head hurts."

He could always make sure that he got together with his soul mate, but unfortunately, he had a bit of a reputation. It would take a lot of work for the other to believe that France could have a relationship with him.

But he needed to get the red strings untangled. They were in the city of love, after all.

…

"You want us to what?" Picardy asked incredulously.

France, Monaco and Picardy were at his home. He had invited the two, due to their history with helping him with his requests, even the more ludicrous ones. Like this. They were also two of the only people that knew that France could see the red strings.

"I need your help in getting the nations together with their true soul mates," France said. "The strings are protesting since we're in Paris, the most romantique city, and their protests are giving me a headache."

"And how are we supposed to do that?" Monaco asked. "According to you, some of those couples are very… odd. I can't see how they're supposed to be soul mates."

"L'amour est l'amour, and who are we to question it?" France countered. "One would not expect Cabinda and Tonga to be soul mates, and they are très happy with each other."

"How did that happen, anyway?" Monaco asked.

"They both got drunk at the same bar after they each had a bad breakup," France explained. "They hit it off. Look, I'm not asking you to make them kiss, although it will be a bonus. I just need you to get them to spend time together, and if they decide to spend even more time together, then that would be bien. And if you help me get five sets of nations together, I will tell you who you are connected to."

Picardy and Monaco exchanged a glance. It was true that they had thought of it before, but to actually know…

"Alright," the two of them sighed.

"So then," Monaco said, "who should we get together first?"

Scotland will make an appearance, along with Wales, Ireland and Northern Ireland, Portugal and Mexico. Makes things a little more interesting, right?

And I'm being vague for a reason. Here's how it will work. The chapter title will reveal a pairing, with the exception of interval chapters. But before each pairing is revealed, I will be vague on who the other is when I write for a character. Note that I never revealed who sits next to France, for example. So until the pairing is revealed, you can keep guessing. I actually have a challenge. I'd like to hear who you think will be paired together. Remember, this involves crack pairings, so anything goes. And if you can guess right, you'll get to request a oneshot from me. Of course, I won't let you know until I post that particular chapter. Spoils the surprise, and the excitement.