Anime/manga: Axis Powers Hetalia, APH

Genre: Adventure, family

Characters: Russia, America (no pairings)

*Italics are meant to signify that the language spoken is Russian*

~I don't own Hetalia but the idea for this story was mine so… enjoy

A One Way Ticket to Papaville

It was winter time again in Mother Russia. General Winter has decided to rear his ugly head again leaving behind blinding white flakes in his path. Usually at the sight of the bland drifting snowflakes Russia's heart would sink and loneliness would overtake him but today felt different.

Russia woke up to the smell of frying eggs and Ukraine's special coffee. It was a surprise since his sister rarely ever visited him unless she was in dire need of something or if she was in trouble. Yawning Russia began to sit up on his ridiculously large navy bed. Looking down he realized that another blanket had been carefully laid on top of his comforter. There blanket was egg yellow with little snow flakes and elaborate snow creatures stitched around the edges. Ukraine probably thought Russia was cold and decided to warm up him with an extra blanket.

"Big brother? Are you up yet?" the unmistakable voice of Belarus drifted in from outside Russia's bedroom door.

'Crap' Russia quickly fell back onto his bed and pulled up the heavy comforter and blanket. He tried to even out his breathing hoping his obsessive little sister would buy the act. Within seconds the ash blonde petite woman strolled in wearing her usual blank expression. A lopsided smile cracked on her pale lips as she lifted her hands with the intent of brushing away the tiny stray hairs on her brother's forehead.

"Natalya can you help me out here please?" the frantic voice of Ukraine called from the kitchen followed by the sound of clattering pots. At the moment Belarus turned Russia cringed at the sound, then he quickly tryied to even out the creases of his eyebrows. His older sister was such a clumsy person; it was amazing how she managed to live on her own sometimes.

"Don't worry big brother I'll be right back and then we can talk about our marriage plans. I love you Vanya." Belarus patted Russia's beige blonde hair and left quickly.

A shudder escaped from Russia as he opened his eyes. He truly loved both of his sisters, don't get him wrong but not in a romantic way. He really couldn't understand why Belarus insisted on having an incestial relationship even when he'd refused her over a billion times. One sister wanted to spend all her time with him while the other couldn't wait until she could leave him.

Yes, this was indeed the life of the super nation Russia or as his fellow nations knew him as Ivan Braginski.

Now that he was fully awake Russia started to straighten up his beloved scarf that Ukraine had given him centuries ago. Yawning one last time Russia finally got his feet on the ground which was disturbingly cold. Winter had reached even Russia's mansion in the secluded woods. Turning he was disappointed to see that the fireplace had no flames dancing but instead the pitch black of used wood and snow white ashes replaced them. Not even a ghost of a flame could be seen.

Slowly as to not alert Belarus of his consciousness the large nation made his way to the washroom connected to his enormous bedroom. He needed to freshen up and look presentable for his elder sister. She had traveled here for a reason so the least he could do was be a good host. He let the water run for a bit as he began to strip out of the long cotton navy blue pajama pants and the Russia flag boxers he'd worn for the night. Last night had been too warm in the room with the fire raging near his bed so he didn't bother with a shirt. Thankfully the sheets had gone over his chin so Belarus hadn't caught him in his shirtless glory.

Today was supposed to be an important day but for some reason Russia just couldn't remember what it was. As he stepped into the warm steamy shower he began to ponder what today had in store. Lithuania and Estonia had visited the mansion yesterday as promised after the fall of the Soviet Union. Little Latvia visited the previous week and entertained the older taller nation with his trembling and stuttering. It was an unwritten agreement that the former Union would have to visit Russia every month or the unspeakable would occur. No one dared to admit what the punishment was but whatever it was the countries were all scared shitless to miss out on their visits.

So if none of the former union were to visit today what did Russia have planned? He turned off the water having thoroughly washed off the sweat of the night before. It didn't usually help to over think things so going with the flow would have to do for the rest of the day. The soaking blonde got out of the shower barely noticing his burning red skin through his long bangs plastered to his forehead. Maybe he was planning to cut his hair, God knows he needed it.

Wrapping a crispy white cotton towel around his waist he turned to the mirror and sink. "You have the strangest eyes I've ever seen Mr. Ivan" little Anastasia would say when he'd visit the winter palace. Her blue eyes would stare at his little purple orbs in amazement going so far as to ignore all fear and climbing onto his lap to get a better look. Russia didn't mind since he wasused to humans questioning his hair and eye color. What truly surprised the nation was the willingness the child had to fulfill her curiosity, for even full grown men would cower at his sheer size and aura.

Splashing water onto his face he began to brush his teeth. Good hygiene always makes a good impression on people. At least that was what Ukraine used to tell him when he was still a child. She raised him well even though she was also young back then. As an elder sister, she made sure Russia and Belarus had everything they needed and even made the scarf that Russia cherished from scratch even though she didn't have much for herself. Now everyone was so distant and Ukraine wasn't around much. She goes out in search of other friends feeling upset when she is shot down. He'd continueous tell her to stay with him but she never does.

Russia walked over to the large onyx armoire situated by the bathroom door. It was strategically placed there for situations in which Belarus was in his house and he was in trouble. He could change into his clothes quickly then easily push the armoire to hold the entrance of the bedroom closed. The nation quickly chose a black tee-shirt, tan pants, random boxers and a gray button up sweater. It was really too cold to go out without a sweater especially since his room wasn't connected to the heating system like the rest of the house was. Getting quickly changed Russia tip toed down the hall in his large brown boots (which he found strangely in the middle of the hall) looking both ways fully alert.

After reaching the bottom steps of stairs safely the Russian took it as a sign that the psychotic young woman was out of his house. He turned to the coat rack and pulled on his heavy winter jacket before strutting over to the kitchen. Upon entering the grand kitchen he immediately spotted the dark blonde hair of his elder sister by the oven. She was kneeling checking on some bread she had just put in.

"Good morning Katyusha" Russia smiled as he crept up behind her with the intent of hugging her in a tight bear hug. His attempt to look childish was disastrous because as soon as Ukraine saw him she let out a loud horror film worthy scream. Not exactly the reaction he had in mind.

"Oh my... Vanya you're up! I- I thought I'd make you some breakfast for this morning and lunch for your meeting" Ukraine looked up at her towering brother trying hard not to shed a tear.

Her brother really did look like a rabid animal with malicious intent in his face.

"Thank you… what meeting are you speaking of?" Russia still stunned by his sister's reaction kept his child mask on and moved to the table to eat the eggs and bacon that were laid out for him.

"You mean you don't remember? Today you have a meeting with Alfred. It has something to do with nuclear warheads" Ukraine got up and followed the seemingly unfazed nation to the table.

'So that was what I had to do today. I do not want to deal with the silly ideas of Alfred this early in the morning. Maybe I'll go out for a walk.' He idly stuffed a piece of egg into his mouth and chewed slowly. Ukraine poured two cups of coffee which he accepted and drank slowly. Eying his sister he realized she wasn't nearly as fidgety as usual.

"So Katyusha, what brings you to my house today?" Russia carefully asked. Ukraine had a history of crying over any little comment that was thrown thoughtlessly at her. Thankfully she didn't react… negatively. She simply looked up a bit stunned at the question he'd just asked.

"Oh umm…" a blush crept up on Ukraine's chunky cheeks. "Well I thought that I'd come over and meet with Alfred to get some trading done" a small nervous laugh escaped as she leaned her head on her palm.

'And her hidden agenda is revealed' Russia smiled knowingly as he finished the last of the eggs reaching for the beacon Ukraine set down earlier. The sleek strip of pig was delicious unlike the disgusting slabs America shoves into his mouth. It contained very little fat and grease. That was how bacon was supposed to be like. 'Yum! Katyusha really does cook well, it's no wonder why she and France usually made the food after the meetings they would have every so often'

"Out of curiosity how did you and Natalya even get into my house? I distinctly remember locking the door and setting the alarm last night" Russia turned remembering that Belarus could come out and attack him at any moment. Seeming to suddenly sense the paranoia emanating from her younger brother, Ukraine sighed and began to pat Russia's gloved hand.

"I sent her out into town to get some groceries. A-and to answer your other question Natalya picked the lock and somehow disabled your alarm system with her knife" she frowned at the thought of how her younger sister even came to know how to learn those 'methods'.

Russia turned around to assess the damages done only to see a dent in his state of the art alarm system. Wires hung out sparking threateningly as the mentioned knife was on the ground darkened from the burns. To Russia's despair the system seemed to be destroyed beyond repair. He shook his head as he thought of how long he'd have to wait replace his alarm system.

Belarus was seriously a brilliant girl but rarely ever showed it unless it has to do with her beloved elder brother and her objective to make him her husband.

"Katyusha I will go for a walk around the woods it'll be a good chance to greet General Winter. He seemed to have visited me last night, you know how he doesn't like to be kept waiting getting up he grab the plate he had newly finished only to be stopped by the shorter blonde.

"Whoa w-wait! Alfred will be here in any minute, his fight landed about an hour ago…hey" Ukraine took the bowl from Russia only to have him walk past her and towards the door. She wasabout to hold him back in the kitchen by crying but she was too late, for the only thing she saw was the shadow of his scarf behind him.

'Vanya still doesn't like Alfred very much does he.' She sighed as she put the plate in the sink. The bell went off as she finished washing the dishes signaling her that the chicken was done and would need to be taken out soon. Panicking she ran to check on the food forgetting about her fleeing brother in an instant.

Outside was unbearably cold for most people to withstand but for the personification of the nation Russia it was merely a bit of wind and ice. Not that it wasn't inconvenient for him, but surprisingly enough the snow and strong gusts of frigid wind was welcoming to him. He pulled the soft pale long fabric closer to his neck fearing it would fly away otherwise.

'General Winter seems to have gotten very strong this year. Maybe he'll bring me more friends to entertain me' cheered Russia as he continued his walk smiling at the icy winter land his home has become. Someone or rather something always made their way to him without failure whenever General Winter comes trailing by.

Almost as soon as he walked into the opening towards the deepest part of the forest towards the middle of the terrain a loud scream echoed in the air. Russia raised his eyebrows unsure of what kind of animal would make that sort of sound.

'A bear? Wolf?' Russia quickly began to walk to where his keen ears picked up where the sound had come from. He wasn't afraid of anything the woods hid because even the fiercest ofanimals feared him. A curious smile replaced his usual plastic smile. Finally after days of boring paperwork and stupid meetings with annoying government officials something odd would findits way to the creepy blonde.

A/N~ Hey guys so this is the second story I have up so it's probably not any good and ends horribly by please work with me. If you have any comments feel free to write because I want to know what you think