Author Notes: This is an Hetalia story set in the universe of a non-Hetalia fic that someone in the TC chatroom wrote. All you guys have to know is that there a was blast that made all the humans immobile and Terri Clark sings a really, really high note.

"WHAT THE BLOODY....AMERICA YOU GIT!" England yelled. He already had a crazy day at the meeting they just got out of. Somehow Italy had made a pasta appear from thin air which prompt Germany to say the stupidest thing ever. It was a stupid thing to say after Italy spend the whole entire meeting berating everyone about the joys of pasta and such. England forgot what he said but he knew that as Germany said it, he and Austria made the the mistake of glaring at him and muttering, "pasty loving idiot." America on the other hand came with yet another stupid idea at which Russia called him a hamburger for brains idiot. So it was not just Italy who was berating, but America was berating everyone about the joy of hamburgers at the same time.

"ENGLAND! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO WITH YOUR DAMN MAGIC!" America yelled walking back towards the doors of the building in which their meeting was held. England was standing in front of them. All of the nations felt a blast as they were coming out, knocking a few of them back threw the hallways. The nations that weren't knocked out feared the worst and just stayed in the hallway. England didn't know why they were so scared but they all voted for England and America to check out what the hell the blast was and where it came from.

America had ran out the door and felt an eerily silence. So did England who just stayed outside the door. America saw some humans by but noticed something different, so he went closer. When he noticed that all of the humans around weren't moving, he immedialetly ran back suddenly creeped out. Thats when England yelled thinking it was America who caused all of this and vice-versa.

"ME?!? It was obvioulsy your fault you git! You-you..."

"How did I caused this? You probally said a spell earlier when you said you had to go to the bathroom!"

"I did no such thing and YOU KNOW IT!"

"...and how am I supposed to know that you telling the truth! You're the only damn nation that I know that does MAGIC SPELLS THAT DON'T EVEN WORK!"

England was about to say something else when they saw Hungary stomping angerly towards them with Austria behind her.

"SHUT UP YOU TWO BEFORE I USE MY FRYING PAN!" Shrieked Hungary as she walked up to the bickering blondes.

"Just where the bloody hell were you two?" England asked. Austria just blushed a little.

"If you must know we were "attacking each others vital regions" behind the building," she anwsered, doing air quotes with her hands. Austria just blushed even furthur while England looked at them both with disbelief that they would rather kiss then go to the meeting. America just looked at Hungary and said to England's chagrin,

"Wow, way to go Hungary!" both doing a high five.

"If you didn't know, we have a fucking problem!" England yelled, having his sanity tested to the limits on that day.

"Which is?" Hungary asked, all calm and collected.

"All the humans are immobile around here after a blast came through here." America said, taking over for England, "Did you felt the blast?"

"We did, we just figured it was the result of a spell England did." Hungary said, glancing at England.

"Just shut up woman," England said, to which he got a I'm-going-to-maim-you look from Austria. All four of them decided to walk through the scene that was before them. They saw all the humans stuck in walking positions, running, and even some that were amusing. They did however saw France groping one of them after walking for 20 minutes.

"Theres one human that doesn't seem to be affected the blast," America commented, pointed to the distant in front of him. During the walk they had come to the conclusion that the blast they felt earlier was the event that caused all of this. They just wasn't sure if it was just this area or if it was around the entire world. England squinted to get a better look of the human America saw.

"Wait a minute, you git, that isn't a human...thats....HUNGARY GET YOUR FRYING PAN!" England yelled behind him. Austria and Hungary were in their own little world. Hungary got startled at first but knew what England wanted her to do. Frying pan in hand, she ran past England and America at full speed towards France and wacked him hard over the head, knocking him to the ground. The rest caught up as Hungary turned around and said,

"That'll teach that pervert," Hungary holding the frying pan to her chest, a grin on her face. Just then a huge shrill, but beautiful voice fiiled the air. Hungary immedialety dropped her frying pan, dropped to her knees covering her ears. So did the other three nations, America let out a huge yell, clutching his eyes shut as hard as he can. England reduced to swearing saying that he's going stangle whoever making this noise. Austria just simply became tapped in a trance like state, "Wow, what a beautiful voice, wonder if she's an opera singer." The sound was so loud that anything made of glass were broken. This including America's and Austria's glasses, Austria simply didn't noticed while America let out a huge, "AAAAAHHHH! NOT TEXAS!" Their ears started to bleed and 10 minutes later it stopped. Hungary was the first to open her eyes,

"Did it stop?"

"Yes, honey it stopped," Austria now being back to normal, ran to Hungary's side.

"Aww man! My glasses are broken! Now I can't see a damn thing!" Complained America while England rolled his eyes.

"I have a half a mind to take Hungary's frying pan and whacking it on whoever bloody hell made that horrible noise!" England shouted.

"Hey don't you DARE..." Austria started, "...wait a minute I can't see anything!" Poor Austria was talking to a pole. England facepalmed at the sight.

"You're talking a pole you classical git!"

"Hey!" Austria turned to who he though was England but in fact it was America he was facing, America on the other hand though it was Italy.

"Oh hey Italy, didn't know you followed us," America said, cheerfully. England and Hungary had to admit that the sight and result of Austria and America with broken glasses were funny.

"Do you guys realized how funny you two are being without glasses?" Hungary asking, giggling. The both glassesless nations looked at Hungary, who was now standing.

"How well can you see?" England asked. He got a reply of, "not so well" from the two boys. All of the people around them started to move as they all walking back to the summit, England holding America's hand and Hungary holding Austria's.

(this was so fun to write, I think I might write some more chapter of this lol.)