Chapter 1
"England, dude!" America patted England on the back. "We're all really bored here! And I'm starving!"
America, China, Romano, and the G8 were all at England's house for a global warming meeting.
"Whatever happened to you taking out hamburgers at McDonalds?" England raised a fuzzy eyebrow at America.
"Dude, the nearest McDonalds got closed!" America informed. "Can't you make us something?"
England sighed. "I think I have some extra stew in the fridge. Let me go get it."
"Well, this meeting was a complete waste of time." Germany groaned. "Let's just go back to what you guys were talking about first."
"Ve, Germany?" Someone poked Germany, gesturing him to notice Italy. "What's this?" He held up a book.
"Ai yah," China exclaimed. "Isn't that England's?"
"Well, it doesn't look safe, though..." Japan didn't like the look of it.
"Whatever, let's just let Krauty Kraut here speak about Nazism, okay?" Romano dismissed.
"Hey! That didn't have anything to do with me!" Germany argued. "It was Hitler's fault, okay? I didn't know whatever he was doing!"
America seized England's book. "Dudes, shut up about Nazis already!" America stopped Romano's incoming retort. "Let's have a little peek at this book."
America leafed through the pages. "Hey, this is England's magic spell book!"
"Is there a spell to transport us somewhere where it's not dull?" France yawned.
"Is there a spell to make me noticeable?" Canada hoped softly.
"Did you dudes hear that? Or is it just me?" America panicked. "It's not a ghost, right?"
Everyone shook their heads. "Dudes, no one here likes England's food, right?" Before anyone could respond, America continued, "Let's just use a spell that brings food here!"
"Um, is that a good idea, though?" China asked.
"Dude, don't worry! If England can do this thing, I can!" America assured.
He flipped more pages until he spotted something good. "Ah! Here! Maybe this can work!" America smiled.
He placed the book down on the table. America chanted some incantations from the book.
England returned to the room to see America's act. "No! You yank! What in this bloody world are you doing?"
"Why?" Italy asked. "He's just trying to summon some food."
"No! That's the wrong spell! I mislabeled that spell! I forgot all about that spell!" England shouted.
"What spell is this, then?" Japan asked.
"America, stop!" England yelled.
The floor underneath the group began to glow. "Why, dude?" America asked.
"You imbecile! You know what you just did?" England scolded loudly. The room began to glow brighter than ever.
"What did I do?" America asked.
"You just got us transported to a different dimension!" England yelled.
"What? Dude, we're not even gone..."America started as the others panicked.
Suddenly, there was a flash, and the whole group in the room was gone.
~0~
Selena sighed. Algebra One was way too hard. It took too many hours to do, and it was always thirty minutes before she had to take a shower that she was done. That meant only thirty minutes of Hetalia, barely six episodes!
She was lucky to have permission to go to Violet's house, anyway. Her mom had let her walk home from Torch with Violet so they could study together. Now, she was in Violet's bedroom, which seemed way different than from what she saw video chatting with her.
"I thought your bedroom walls were beige," Selena told Violet.
Violet pushed up her glasses back on her nose. "Remember I told you my dad was going to paint it purple?" Violet recalled.
Selena wrote down more algebraic expressions. "Oh yeah…" Selena remembered what Violet told her he week before. She shook her head. "I seriously don't get this last problem."
"Which one?" Violet flopped down on her bed next to Selena. "I can help you out."
"This one: six equals A over four plus two. What am I supposed to do on that one?" Selena asked.
"Let's see... do you know six minus two?" Violet started. This was always the way she helped her partner.
"Four." Selena answered.
"The denominator is four, so what's four times four?" Violet asked.
"Sixteen." Selena responded. "Oh, I get it now. It's sixteen over four. Thanks Violet!"
"No problem. That was easy." Violet grinned as Selena rolled her eyes. "That's easy" was always Violet's catchphrase ever since they were in fifth grade. "Now, time for Hetalia awesomeness!"
"Yeah, dude!" Selena closed her algebra book and joined Violet at the computer.
"So, are you going to help me out with this fanfiction?" Violet begged.
"That's why I came over, right?" Selena nudged Violet playfully. "So, what's this fanfiction about again?"
"Don't you remember?" Violet asked. "You gave me the idea! We find a magical wand and I wave it. Then, we accidentally transport the Hetalia characters here and we have to return them!"
"Oh, right!" Selena recalled clearly now. "Okay, so let's say we find it washed up on the beach... I wrote some notes down, where are they?"
"Maybe they're in your bag." Violet shrugged.
"I'll go check." Selena agreed.
Selena walked over towards the bed, where her pink backpack stood next to Violet's flowery backpack. She was digging her way through the mess of books in the pocket of her bag when she heard a noise. It sounded like a car alarm or something.
Selena looked out through the window. She spotted a man trying to hotwire a car.
Suddenly, Selena realized something. This man had auburn-blonde hair with a curl, glasses, a bomber jacket, gloves...
"Oh my stars..." Selena whispered. "Is that... America?"
She didn't have time to study him closer because he got into the car and drove away.
Selena shook her head. Maybe that was a cosplayer, she thought. There's no way that could be the real deal genuine hero!
Selena found her notes and hurried back to her friend's side. "Hey, Violet... is there anyone in your neighborhood that loves Hetalia other than you?" Selena asked cautiously.
"Well, I know most of the neighbors here," Violet turned to look at her friend, "but I never met anyone with the same burning passion as us. Why?"
"Nothing... well, I thought..." Selena sighed. "You're not going to believe this, but I saw America hotwiring a car and driving off."
As Selena expected, Violet laughed. "You're joking." she laughed harder. "How can an anime character just pop into real life and drive away in a car?"
Selena groaned. "Okay, man. I'm not joking, though. I'm serious!" Selena's voice was raised as Violet laughed harder.
"Yeah, nice try, Selena." Violet slowed down her laughter. "Let's just get back to my fanfiction now, okay?"
Selena sighed gloomily. Of course her sensible friend would not believe her. "Okay," she sighed.
~0~
America drove around the city. He sighed disappointedly. Where was he anyway? The city looked obviously Californian, but he knew California pretty well, yet he didn't know where he was.
America shook his head. "I gotta focus on my mission: finding everybody." America told himself. "Besides, I'm the hero. If I am, I need to get the group back together. I need to find a place to stay, though... how will I find that?"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and America found out the engine sputtered. It was dying!
"Out of all things, this had to happen?" America yelled. He cussed, and slowly the car stopped working.
He left the car next to the sidewalk and started to walk over to the Carl's Jr. that was there. He only had Carl's Jr. on certain days because McDonald's was always better.
"Ugh... I need to find out where I am." America groaned. "Maybe I can ask the locals." He spotted a black-haired girl walking towards the nearby apartment building. He decided to ask her politely. "She seems nice enough. Maybe she'll help me..." America approached the girl. "Excuse me, but what city is this exactly? I've never been here before."
The girl's eyes grew wide. "Um... you're... well... you're in La Puente in Baldwin Park. We're near Los Angeles..." She stammered. It was as if he was a celebrity.
"Are you okay?" America asked her. She was breathing rapidly.
"I'm... okay. Hey, aren't you America?" the girl asked him.
America was surprised. "How... did you know?"
"Hello! Isn't it obvious?" the girl rolled her eyes. "Hetalia is really famous here, or at least it was. I only discovered it a couple months ago. I'm even a fanfiction writer!"
"Well, that's good to know." America sighed in relief. "At least you can't call me crazy if I tell you this..." Quickly, he retold of what he did with England's magic book.
The girl nodded sympathetically. "Gee Louis! You do need help." She commented once America finished. "Well, maybe you can collect your friends by plane, but here it costs a lot!"
America rolled his eyes. "Don't talk to me about it." he groaned. "I think I'll find out a solution if I have a place to stay... um, what's your name again?"
"Selena," the girl introduced herself. "And, I'd love to let you stay at my place, but my apartment is not really roomy. Besides, it's only one-bedroom."
"Oh," America sighed.
Suddenly, Selena had a brilliant idea. "But I think I know someone who can help you. Come with me!" Selena started back to where she came from.
"Hey!" America started to rapidly follow her. "Wait for me!"
~0~
"Violet!" a voice shouted.
"What is it, Adam?" Violet groaned.
"Your Chinese friend is at the door!" Adam yelled.
"She is not Chinese! She's Filipino!" Violet started for where the front door was. "And for the record, her name is Selena!"
Violet opened the door to reveal Selena at the doorway. "You're back here pretty fast, aren't you?" Violet smirked. "Why are you back?"
Selena panted heavily. She probably ran. She pants likes this because of asthma, and if she runs, she loses her breath. "Remember when I told you that I saw America hotwiring a car?" She asked Violet.
"That was a funny joke." Violet recalled. "Why?"
"Here's the proof it's not a joke." Selena responded. "America, you can come out now."
"Finally, dude! You'll never guess what a mess it was behind that bush!" America moaned.
Violet's eyes grew wide. She tried her best to suppress the fangirlish joy she experienced.
"America, this is your fangirl, I mean, my friend Violet." Selena turned to Violet. "Violet, this is your man of your dreams."
Violet squealed girlishly and hugged America tightly. America gasped, "Let me go please!"
"Oh, sorry!" Violet let go of her favorite character. "It's just that I'm a huge fan. Why did you bring him here?"
"He needs a place to stay so he can rest and work out how to find the other countries." Selena answered. Violet gave her a confused look. "America will explain later. For now, why don't you keep him in your bedroom?"
"Yes! Yes! Definitely, yes!" Violet eagerly agreed.
"Well, then. I better get home." Selena bade. "Mom's going to freak when I come home late." She waved to America and Violet and raced back down towards her home.
Violet then turned to her favorite anime character. "So... how did you get here?" She asked.