A.N.: This is a Lion King/Hetalia adaption. It's GermanyxItaly : D BE warned.
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-Prologue-
Hungary:
It all began with the Circle of Hetalia. All the major countries got together to celebrate the beginning of Italy. Italy was the cutest country they had all seen. France was the first one to pick Italy up.
"From this day forward Italy shall be my brother~" France held Italy over his head on the top of Mount Fuji. The crowd clapped in celebration. That is how I eventually ended up meeting Italy.
-Cue Opening theme music-
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"It's not fair! Not fair! Why does France get all the awesomeness?" Prussia ranted to young Germany eating maple syrup out of a jar. He was currently in his kitchen, his younger brother Germany was visiting.
"Prussia!" Germany exclaimed.
"Mmm-hmmm?" Prussia retorted with his mouthful.
"France is a good friend, you shouldn't be that way! You will only cause problems." Young Germany spat out harshly.
"I am so totally awesome. There is no way that I won't become King." He flipped the maple syrup jar onto Germany's head.
"WHAT IS THIS? THIS STUFF IS STICKY IT WILL NEVER COME OFF!" Germany shouted reaching for his handkerchief to attempt to get some of the syrup. "I AM GOING TO GO SEE IF FRANCE CAN GET THIS OUT!" He left the kitchen slamming the door behind him, causing the door to fall off its hinges and crash to the door.
"That strength is pure awesomeness!" Prussia's eyes glowed staring at the broken door.
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-Later in the day-
A knock sounded on the door. Prussia got up from the couch to answer it. He looked through the eyehole in the door to see France.
"Oh yes~ You have come to see my awesome~~" He pulled open the door allowing France inside. "Welcome welcome~ Isn't my awesome all over these walls?"
France stepped in and sighed, not caring for the awesomeness of the place.
"Why did you dump that sticky Syrup on Germany's head?" France asked nicely, keeping eye contact with Prussia. "In fact you left Italy's ceremony rather early."
"I am awesome; I don't need to explain myself to you." Prussia glared with a smirk.
"Well, I hope your idiocy isn't hereditary." France replied with Germany in mind.
"Are you shitting me? WHY couldn't I have Italy! I could share my awesome with him." Prussia sneered. "Everyone only looked at my awesome until you adopted him."
"He must witness true beauty in the world~~." France waved a hand through his own hair with a smile.
"My awesome will stamp you're shitty beauty any day!" Prussia spat.
"Well as far as beauty goes, I got the world's stare. When it comes to awesome, everyone laughs at you! Ahonhonhonhon~" France put his hand up in front of his mouth taunting.
"YOU KNOW WHAT GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE! THIS PLACE IS TOO AWESOME FOR YOU!" Prussia kicks France in the back and punts him out of the house.
OOOOOO
That was the day that Italy became a major country under the support of his big brother France. Slowly each day Italy began growing into the pasta loving fiend that he is. He grew so fast that France couldn't keep up with him. One day it was time for Italy to grow up on his own.
