Random Stories of the Hetalia Kind Chapter 1: A New Leaf, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

Hello everyone! As you probably notice, Random Events of the Hetalia Kind has been deleted! The reason why I'm not an emotional wreck (I got the emotions of Ukraine... Yeah...) is because I was ready for this. I knew I was breaking the rules... I was hiding in guilt for so long...

So, instead of Random Events, I have...

Wait for it...

Wait for it!

Random Stories of the Hetalia Kind!

Y-You saw what I did there? I-Instead of Events...

Yea, you saw.

It was kicked out for scripting, interactive, real persons, etc. so this shouldn't be a problem! Because I have no idea where the real person part comes in, I am not scripting anymore, and interactive means that the people decide where the peoples control where the story goes... You know voting? Right? That's what I think...

Anyways, there shall be no more reviews. Sadly. But there shall the asking of the one shots!

So presenting... Chapter 1: A New Leaf!

A bus skidded through the forest at breakneck speed. Despite the soundproof windows that a very, very smart German replaced with the regular windows, the sounds of terrified screams resonated through the forest. They knew right as the bus started moving that it was a horrible idea to play "Rock, Paper, Scissors" for the position as driver. Especially because of the sole purpose that Vargas twins were playing.

And that Antonio could never win against Lovino.

NEVER.

So, as soon as the bus stopped, ever person got out. Whether it was through the top, the back, the window or even the front. But who uses the front anymore?

Maybe that Arthur dude.

"Alrighty dudes and dudettes! We arrived safe and sound! I was almost forced to use my superhero powers! And I wanna save that for later, just in case Artie makes his super disgusting scones!" a blonde hair blued eye American yelled out to everyone as soon as they reached safe ground. His name is Alfred. But as Hetalia fangirls/boys, we should all know that!

"My scones are not disgusting. In fact, they are very delicious. Right Peter?" a stingy British gentleman, also known as Arthur, said. He turned to his little brother, Peter, to find out he was riding the majestic butter squid. Arthur blinked twice before turning back to Alfred.

"I don't want him ever going to your house again." Alfred just nodded in response. Even though he wasn't showing it, he was so very infuriated about this abomination called "The Majestic Butter Squid". People don't combined butter and squids. It's. Just. Wrong.

A certain butter-loving Norwegian named Lukas would, like, totally agree with him.

"So... Did anyone bring any fruking supplies?" a certain Italian driver (AKA Lovino) asked. Everyone looked around to each individual to see if anyone had brought any supplies. In the end, the only supplies that some people brought was a bag of Arthur's scones, some salmiakki that our local Finish person, Tino, had brought and a creeper costume that someone found in the depths of Russia's aura. The person who found it was a very, very brave Frenchie that is currently sitting in a tree contemplating suicide.

Warning: Never go into Russia's Aura.

"Well... Do anyone want some salmiakki?" asked Tino. He held out his hand to any takers. Of course, no one was brave enough to try out this Finnish "delicacy". Or at the very most, stupid enough.

"THE AWESOME ME WANTS SOME!"

Never mind.

Tino happily gave this so called "Awesome" person, who was a Prussian man named Gilbert, some of his Finnish delights. He was happy to spread his culture to other people. Not many people are interested in Finnish culture, you know.

Gilbert put the piece of candy given to him into his mouth.

Download complete. "Salt Overload" has been added in file "Gilbert's Tastebuds"

Gilbert was instantly on the floor as soon as his tastebuds tasted the salty treat. Ludwig, the smart German mentioned early in the story, was next to his older brother trying to get the horrid piece of salt out of his mouth. But, nothing ever goes right here, so Gilbert swallowed it. Let's just say that Ludwig, only thinking about his brother who needs his stomach pumped due to not having the acquired taste needed for salmiakki, stole the bus from Lovino and flew away. With rainbow's coming behind the bus like Nyan Cat.

FRUK LOGIC.

All the other friends looked at each other with worried expressions. "W-What if we die out here? That would be horrible!" a busty Ukrainian woman by the name of Katyusha cried out. She then burst into tears and hugged the nearest person, which happened to be a Latvian teen. His face was instantly buried in her chest. Blood was quickly absorbed into her shirt. This caused her to stop and cry, constantly saying "Sorry" in either English or Ukrainian.

But no one was really paying attention.

"Vee... What will we do without pasta?" the other Vargas twin, Feliciano, asked. Everyone one wondered about this. Except they were thinking of food in general.

"Big bruder, will we starve?" a little Liechtensteiner (I guess that's what they call themselves...) named Lily asked her older step-brother, Vash. He looked at her with slightly softer eyes and patted her head. "That will never happen again as long as I'm around." Lili nodded.

"Eto... Vash-san. Don't you have your gun?" a Japanese male named...

HONDA KIKU OMG!

Or in America, Kiku Honda, said.

"MAN UP BEFORE I BE- Sorry. Habit. Yes, I have my gun. Why are you concerned about it? Do you have a problem with that?" Vash gave Kiku a look that could even freeze Medusa. And she freezes people for a living!

Kiku turned into a very fashionable statue. Sadly, he didn't get to state his fact. However, Tino's self proclaimed husband, Berwald, caught on to Kiku's idea.

"Y' h've y'r g'n, r'ght? Y' sh'd b' 'ble t' h'nt f'r 'vr'ne"

But no one had no idea what he was talking about. If Tino was there, he would know. But, Tino had walked to the police station to arrest himself for poisoning Gilbert.

Everyone was crying for how they were all going to die. They all huddled around underneath a big tree and cried how much they were going to miss living and life in general. Suddenly, giving all the friends a taste of what's going to come, it started raining cats and dogs. Metaphorically.

The only ones who weren't crying was Kiku, Berwald (for he was trying to tell everyone of his plan), Peter (who was still riding his butter squid to freedom), Ludwig, Tino (he was crying but not about dying. No, he was crying because he's in PREESON), Gilbert, Ravis (that poor Latvian fellow) and some other people that were too brave to cry. Like Alfred the hero. Heroes don't cry!

But then, Ivan, a tall Russia male, spotted something in the distance. "Heavens to Betsy! What strange and terrifying thing is that?!" he shouted in surprise. His younger sister, Natalia, took out her magnifying glass and looked at it.

"Big brother, it is a flying burrito," she said calmly as if it was the most common thing in the world. This caused Alfred to jump up and down excitedly. "YES! SUPER HERO GLOBAL MAN HAS ARRIVED!"

Everyone rejoiced and lived happily ever after. Except Francis, that Frenchie who ventured into Russia's aura. He was never the same again.

So? You likely? Because you should totally. I mean, I have Kuledud3 for inspiration. So it has to be awesome.

I'm sorry... My love for MC...

So, I hope you like the new series~! It's gonna have the randomness stories ever!

Well, not ever. I could never accomplish that (it's the truth peoples).

Anyways, please review or better yet, PM, what you want the next chapter to be about! I think PM-ing won't get me into trouble... And many people have these drabble fanfictions...

Hasta la Pasta~!