A/N: I started another multi-chapter fanfic! Hetalia is my new fandom, though I'll still write for others.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, since that belongs to Himaruya-sensei!
Repeat after me: Prologue
As the last nation to arrive sat down, Germany stood up.
"The World Meeting will how begin-"
"Attendez pour un moment!" France interrupted as he ran to the washrooms quickly.
"Wait... what? What'd he say?" America asked, confused. "Hm..."
"I think I heard "attend" in there. Maybe he means for us to attend a meeting somewhere?" Britain suggested. "But he just ran outside, probably to the washroom! He can't be expecting us to meet THERE?" he protested. The other countries agreed.
"Well, I also heard pour. Perhaps... pour some juice while he's away? Or would he mean coffee?" Germany pondered. "No, he probably means wine. Okay, I'll go get some!" America exclaimed, and ran off.
"I'm certain that there was a 'moment' in there, aru! So, 'attend a meeting', 'pour some wine', 'in a moment'? Oh, I know! He wants to hold a meeting at his house, where he can pour wine, and as soon as possible? That's certainly it!" China declared, and the other countries, though hesitant, decided that his logic made sense. The World meeting was being held in France, after all, so France's house was close by. They quickly boarded a bus, and headed to the mansion of the Frenchman.
"We're here, but where's that damned frog-face? He should know better than to keep us waiting!" Britain complained. With a nod from the rest, they forcefully opened the door and sat down inside. Immediately, Italy went to make some pasta, while Greece drifted off to sleep once more.
"I'm back~!" France sang, as he opened to door... to find no one there? But, the meeting would end in another 2 hours! Everyone should still be here! He grumpily pulled out his phone and called Britain. If this was their idea of a prank, then...
"Angleterre? Where is everyone? The meeting has not ended yet, non?". France paced around the room, waiting for the blond's reply.
"You twat, you asked us to meet in your house, remember? Something about attending a meeting in moment while pouring wine?" the voice answered, even more annoyed then him. France paused, confused. Wait... I DID say "Attendez pour un moment... Well, I couldn't have expected them to understand, but still!
Sighing, he replied that he would be there in a few minutes.
"Um..."
No one heard the voice over the sound of the TV.
"E-excuse me, Britain?"
This got his attention. "Yes, what is it, lad? ...I'm sorry, what was your name again?"
"I-I'm Canada, your former colony. I know French, so... When France said "Attendez pour un moment", he said "Wait for a moment". Papa- France, probably just needed to go to the washroom, and told you guys to wait until he gets back so he wouldn't miss anything important."
Everyone stared blankly. "So... he simply wanted us to pause our meeting? That's all? No meeting at his house, no wine? Just waiting until he came back?" Britain confirmed, trying to piece together what the Canadian had just said.
"Yes..." The uproar began.
"That bloody frog! Why doesn't he tell us this stuff in English so we understand?"
"Hey! English isn't the only language, Italian is there too, bastard!" Romano yelled over the noise.
"Darn it, what do we do now?! It'll take another hour to get back, since the traffic is the busiest at this hour! Aw, I'm gonna miss the newest episode of-"
"Stop complaining! You're not making it better! And Italy, stop making pasta-"
"Ve~ I just wanted to eat-"
"Ah! Lo siento, Roma, I forgot to tell you that I broke that tomato vase you had a few days ago-"
"Why're you telling me this NOW, idiota-"
"Oh, look, a butterfly~!"
*BAM*
The door opened to reveal a very annoyed France, clenching his fists. He stomped over, successfully quieting the other nations.
"That's it. I can't believe that you misinterpreted 'Wait a second' for 'Come to my house and make a mess'! You all are learning French. Understood?"
The nations shivered. They had never seen France this agitated. And so, with a gulp, they all nodded and sat down quietly.
A/N Yep, this is a language fanfiction, where Hetalia shall teach you the basics of a language. Well, as much as they have time to, anyway. Unfortunately, I can make this go on for 2 chapters (French and Japanese) and maybe a third (Russian), since I don't know any other languages. Any help is appreciated!
Reviews are as awesome as Prussia! Please tell me whether I should continue this or not!