A/N: So I watched Phantom of the Opera ((PhantomChristine FTW!)) and I decided to make a Hetalia version of this.

I know this has been done...like, a LOT...and I'm sorry if I copied anyone's ideas...so this is my version.

MWATJTH-sort of verse, but minus Harry Potter and Hogwarts.

Hope you enjoy!

I don't own Hetalia or Phantom of the Opera.

Warning: OCs. I need them to fill up the other actors. And I don't really remember the exact words in the play.

Sorry!

And I apologise for the loss of knowledge on the preparation of the play.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

Alice Kirkland held a stack of papers in her right hand.

She had a stapler in her left.

She took out one of the papers and stapled it to the bulletin board.

Phantom of the Opera

The drama group is looking for actors to be in the play.

Director: Alice Kirkland

Associate Director: Alfred Jones

Choreographer, Musical Staging amd Costume Design: Francine Bonnefoy

Musical Director, Musical Supervisor, Maestro: Roderich Edelstein

Lighting, Sound, Set Design: Kiki Honda

Projection Design: Toris Lauriantis

You must prepare a song for us.

If interested, call 0153296392.

Alice stood back and glanced at the board.

She nodded and walked off.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

Miranda Williams had moved into America with her brother and mother when she was seventeen.

Her father had died of cancer when she was sixteen, and Miranda took it really hard.

Ethan Williams had taught her singing and they spent a lot of time together performing duets for the rest of the family.

Her brother Alfred Jones didn't seem to care, claiming because he was the hero and that Ethan was the villain for hanging out with Miranda more than him, he was happy to see him die for the law of justice.

He had gone so far as to change to his mother's last name, Jones.

Miranda had laughed it off that day, but she never got over the sadness of finding out her own brother had hated his father.

But one day, Alfred proved himself to be a good brother.

How?

Here's how.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

Alfred bounded in into his sister Miranda's room, holding a paper in his hand and looking absolutely ecstatic.

"Look!" he said.

Miranda picked up the paper and gave it a once over.

"So what?" she asked.

Alfred almost face-palmed.

"You should go! You can sing, right?" he asked.

Miranda nodded slowly.

"So try out! Maybe if you're lucky, you can land as Carlotta or whatever!" said Alfred.

"Do I have to?" asked Miranda.

Alfred shot her a pleading look, which she waved off.

"Fine, fine! Just don't give the kicked puppy eyes!" she sighed.

Alfred jumped up and hugged his older sister.

"YAY!" he said.

Miranda sighed again.

Her brother was a mess.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

Alice sighed.

Out of all the people that had tried out, they had not found a Christine yet.

Then Miranda came in.

"Hi. My brother, Alfred, surely you know him, forced me to come on and try out." she said.

There was a whoop from beside her.

Alice sighed and looked to her left.

"I get what you mean." she said.

Miranda nodded.

"So I'm trying out for Christine." she said.

Then she walked over to Roderich and placed a piano sheet in front of him.

Roderich scanned the page and began playing.

"Think of me, think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once again, you long
to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me..." Miranda began.

Alice was hooked from that first verse.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

Gilbert Weilschmidt was sitting in the front row, having been placed as Erik, the Phantom, and was listening to Miranda sing.

He was sure he knew her...

Ah! The girl from next door! The one with the father that would always sing!

They were friends, but Gilbert never told her his name.

She was the one with the protective brother, Gilbert noted.
"We never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me..." Miranda sang.
Gilbert was hooked.

She was awesome. Simply, brilliantly awesome.

He loved her voice.

It was music in itself.

She didn't need a maestro, she didn't need anything but her voice, and she would captivate an audience in a few minutes.
"Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the way things
might have been...

Think of me, think of me waking,
silent and resigned.
Imagine me, trying too hard
to put you from my mind.
Recall those days
look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do -
there will never be a day,
when I won't think of you..." Miranda continued.

She paused.

Gilbert decided to do the next part.

"Can it be? Can it be Christine?" he sang clearly, standing up.

He started clapping.

"Bravo!" he announced.

Ludwig Weilschmidt, his brother, face-palmed.

"Idiot." he commented.

"Long ago, it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were...
She may not remember me,
but I remember her..." sang Gilbert clearly.
Miranda blushed, but remembered she was still supposed to be singing.

"Flowers fades,
The fruits of summer fades
They have their seasons, so do we
but please promise me, that sometimes
you will think of me!" she finished.

Everyone began clapping, Gilbert clapping while standing up.

Miranda curtsied.

"Thank you!" she called, and left.

Alice looked over at Roderich.

"To capture our main singer just like that-" he began.

"-she must be brilliant." replied Alice.

She grinned.

She had got her Christine.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

Alice pinned the list of actors over the earlier bulletin.

The people who had tried out crowded over it.

The actors for the drama play have been finalised.

Erik (Phantom) - Gilbert Beilschmidt

Christine - Miranda Williams

Raoul - Ivan Braginski

(A/N: In this story, Ivan isn't so scary.)

Carlotta - Felicia Lukawiesks

Monsieur Firmin - Alfred Jones

Monsieur André - Antonio Fernandez

Madame Giry - Alexa Gardiner

Piangi - Max Cobby

Meg - Feliciana Vargas

Buquet - Eric Hudson

Older Raoul - Kyle Hudson

Auctioneer - Yao Wang

Monsieur Reyer - James Hudson

Monsieur Lefevre - Alec Harris

Madame Firmin - Kate Harris

Don Attilo - Alec Harris

Passarino - Kyle Hudson

Wardrobe Mistress - Francine Bonnefoy

Miranda stopped.

She was Christine?

That was impossible.

"Great job, sis!" said Alfred, flashing Miranda a dazzling smile.

Miranda rolled her eyes.

"Please, I wasn't that good." she said.

"You must be kidding." said a voice from behind her.

Miranda turned around.

There was a boy with a mask over his left eye.

He was albino, and he had shining red eyes.

"Hello. You were amazing, Miranda." he said,

Alfred pulled his younger sister protectively to him.

"And you are?" he asked.

The boy smiled and took his mask off.

"Gilbert Weilschmidt." he said.

"Ah, you're the Phantom." said Miranda.

"Yes." said Gilbert. "And you, my dear, are our sweet Ms. Daaé."

He took Miranda's hand and kissed it lightly.

Then he was off, so quickly it was as if he had disappeared into thin air, similarly like the Phantom.

Miranda blushed.

Alfred sighed.

"Ah, Weilschmidt. Always such a trouble maker." he said.

"What do you know about Gilbert?" asked Miranda.

"What do I know about Weilschmidt?" asked Alfred.

He led Miranda to an empty classroom.

"Sit down, sis. You're going to be here for a while." he said.

~Phantom of Hetalia~

A/N: Yay! This is fun. I have slight writers block on everything else other than MWATJTH. Sorry. Well, read and review.