Hey guys! It's Shyion again, and this is going to be a collection of Hetalia drabbles; which mainly involve humor [or my shoddy attempt at it] cause I decided that spamming my tumblr with crappy doodles wasn't enough. Soo err.. yea, enjoy xDDD

Since I know I'm going to forget to do this, I'm gonna place the disclaimer here and only here. It will not be mentioned in future chapters. You have been warned.

I... do not own Hetalia. It is owned by Himaruya Hidekazu. [oh hey, that was simple]


Oh, Happy Days!

I. Hot pot in the Summer's Heat

Shyion of the ASDFers

Characters: China, Hong Kong, Korea.

Warnings: Hong Kong being slightly OOC with his heavy sarcasm, China's [fail] Putonghua, Korea's nonsensical insanity and a drabble that's closer to PWP.

Genre: Humor…. Or should I say crack? And maybe a bit of family.

Rating: T because of Korea's catchphrase of breast grabbing.


The tinkle of the wind chimes.

The rustle of leaves blowing in Summer's sweltering breeze.

Urgh….

Why was it so hot!

Collapsing back onto his wooden floor, China signed. What was the point of going through one unbearable heat wave after the next? He'd been around for over 4000 years, why couldn't he just – well, sleep through this single Summer and wake up when the leaves started to fall?

"It'd be just like hibernation, aru!" the raven haired man declared to himself while curling up and scrunching his eyes closed. Why wasn't his floor as cold as it was during winter, damn it?

Interrupting his thoughts was the sound of a usually enjoyable song playing; however, on this day, it was more of a nuisance than anything else.

Groaning, the Chinese man rolled over, blindly groping for his phone and promptly ending its song about a mouse loving rice.

"Wèi?" He muttered into the phone lazily, not even bothering to open his eyes and check the caller ID.

"Your breasts belong to me, da ze~~!" Urgh. He should have known.

"What do you want, aru?" China was convinced he was not going to have the patience for this.

"Hyung! Did you know hot pot originated in Korea?" was heard from the other end of the line, followed closely by soft muffles of, "It didn't." by a voice sounding discouragingly similar to Hong Kong's.

Not bothering to answer the question he promptly retorted. "I see you've managed to drag Hong Kong along with you, aru."

As if not hearing China's response slash interruption, Korea continued, "And since hot pot originated in Korea, I decided we should all eat hot pot today da ze!"

Oh. My. God. Was Im Yong Soo an idiot?

Gripping the phone tightly, China all but shouted down the electronic device, "It's about 40 degrees, aru! Why would you want to eat hot pot? Are you crazy, aru?"

The response? A bout of laughter from Korea, and a muffled, "An apple doesn't fall far from the tree." Contributed very kindly by Hong Kong.

Gritting his teeth, China shouted again, "I heard that Hong Kong! Stop using those English phrases, aru! I wouldn't mind as much if you said hǔ fù wú quǎn zǐ!" China paused. "And since when were you so sarcastic, aru?"

Apparently Hong Kong had plucked the phone out of his northern neighbour's hand as his voice was now clear as day, whilst Koreas happy shouts of 'Da ze!' accompanied by his hyperactive laugher was muffled.

"I just returned from visiting England." That explained it. "Anyway, Korea's adamant we go for hot pot, and we're almost at your place already so there's not much point arguing."

Without missing a beat, China countered (he could equate winning this battle of whether or not to eat hot pot to playing ping pong). "If you're already at my place, you'd know that it's really hot aru!"

He heard a sigh. "At least Korea didn't barge into your house in the middle of the day and force you to take a train to my place."

Hong Kong -1. China -0.

"And you know what Korea's like. You can't tell him no… well, unless you have breasts."

Hong Kong -2. China -0.

Ouch.

Well, he really didn't have anything better to do at the moment, and Hong Kong would be there to endure Korea's stunts of hyper-ness with him.


The Chinese man let a small smile come to his face. Watching his two former siblings eating at a table with him once again made him feel just a little bit lighter.

Maybe this was why it was worth persevering against the humid summers.

"Hyung! This is soooo good da ze!"

Korea's satisfaction with the hot pot brought a smirk to China's face. "Of course, aru! After all, hot pot –"

" –originates in Korea da ze!" Shouted the hyperactive nation.

How annoying.


My first APH drabble! Okay, let's see, the first reference in this is about China's ring tone [mouse loving rice] which is supposed to be Lǎo shǔ ài dà mǐ by Yang Chen Gang. It is a great song, and I do recommend it :)

Second reference is the Chinese idioms that I really love xDDD Basically, the hǔ fù wú quǎn zǐ kinda means like a tiger will not have canines for children – it's pretty much the same as the English phrase, 'An apple doesn't fall far from the tree'. – and if it wasn't obvious, it's because China calls himself the big brother of the East Asians; Hong Kong's implying that if Korea's idiotic, he must have gotten it from somewhere.

Errr.. this one's pretty obvious, but its cause China [the country] is well known for having people who rock at ping pong.

Hmm… and a note for my beginning warnings, PWP is supposed to be 'Plot, What Plot?' if I'm correct. …. But I heard it can also stand for 'Porn Without Plot' which… this drabble is most certainly not xDDDDDDDD

I think usually Korea calls China 'aniki' but since hes korean and all, I thought it would make more sense if he called him 'hyung'.

Last note: My Putonghua sucks, so if I made any mistakes, please please please tell me! xDD

END. 01/09/2011