It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go;
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well,
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas;
Soon the bells will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart
"Germany! Germany! Japan! Japan! Wake up! It's the Allies! Ahhhh, it's France! And England! He's gonna hex me, Germany! HELLLLLLP-"
"Italy, calm down…" Germany mumbled, opening his eyes groggily to see the Allies stood all too familiarly on the all too familiar cliff face in front of where he lay. He sat up on the smooth sand of the island's beach, occasionally spotting Italy sprinting around with a white flag in hand.
"AHHHHH IT'S THE ALLIES! RUSSIA IS GONNA KILL MEEEE! AMERICA IS LAUGHING AT ME AGAIN! HELP ME GUYS, PLEASEEEE-"
Germany finally stood up half-heartedly, sighing a little under his breath. Yet again, it was him who had to take care of things for Italy- not that he hated it, of course- and Japan seemed to be fast asleep. Damn Allies, he thought. Why did they have to come now?
Nonetheless, Germany slipped his coat off as per usual- and instantly regretted his decision. It was cold. Ice cold. The harsh wind hit against his exposed skin and muscles like a knife, and he couldn't stop a wince of surprise escaping his lips. Somehow he didn't feel like fighting any more. America's distant, booming laugh in the background wasn't helping.
"Hahahaha! N-not that tough now, a-are you, Germany?" America laughed, his voice, arms and body shaking. In fact, all the Allies appeared this way, apart from Russia, who was standing calm and collected next to them. "I choose y-you, China!"
China nodded in approval and readied himself to jump, like he always did, towards the Axis. However, this time around, he landed the jump poorly, hurting his foot a little in the process. Frantically swinging the wok he always carried with him when 'visiting' the Axis, China tried to hit Germany, but was unable to; Germany had dodged all his attempts.
China dropped the wok in defeat, sat down on the sand and put his foot on top of his other leg, checking it out as the other Allies made their way down to join him. "A-America, remind me why we have to do this, aru?"
America grinned, putting his thumbs up at China. "It's a great i-idea to intimidate the enemy b-before we v-vaguely explain all o-our plans to attack!"
"P-perhaps if you wouldn't show off all the t-time, America, w-we would actually attack them for once." France muttered under his breath, clutching his arms together tightly. England's look turned sour and he didn't hesitate to punch France angrily in the ribs.
"S-says you, you h-hypocrite!"
Russia was the last to make it down the cliff face- he had been standing there watching the others argue the entire time. Making his way up to Germany, he chuckled lightly to himself. "Da, this is why I tell them to always wear a scarf. They never listen to me."
America finally walked up to Germany and Japan, who was still asleep. He crouched down to Japan and shook him lightly, making Japan yawn quietly and open his eyes, a serious look appearing on his face as he realised who was standing over him.
"What are you doing here, America?"
America laughed again, and then suddenly gave Japan the most menacing look he could muster.
"Sometimes wars don't end by Christmas…"
England stared at America blankly, who was still crouched over Japan. "I-Is that the best you can come up with t-to, what was the word, intimidate the enemy? 'Cause it d-didn't work, idiot."
America stopped the act and turned to the others, who all looked as bemused as he was. "It…It was a joke! Y-you know, WWI, 'it will be over by Christmas', y-yeah? And i-it's December? L-Like, the Christmas season?" America looked distraught. "C-come on, guys! You fought in the w-war too! You get it, right?"
"We g-get it, America," France replied nonchalantly, "it just wasn't funny."
"Says Mr. B-Boring…" America huffed, rubbing his hands together before turning to the Axis with a grin on his face. "A-anyways! Axis! W-we have a d-deal for you!"
Germany stood still and quiet, Japan beside him. Italy, as per usual, was still rushing around with his white flag, albeit silently this time with his mouth agape.
"W-we will promise to stop fighting with you for a while, if y-you promise to s-spend Christmas with us!" America exclaimed, grinning. Germany picked up his coat from atop the sand and put it back on, feeling a slight change in his body temperature as he did. Turning back to the Allies with a slight smirk on his face, he felt nothing but relieved that the 'deal' America spoke of was nothing more than a friendly period of armistice.
Italy, surprisingly, stopped rushing about and stood by his friends, beaming brightly. "So that means you won't hurt us then, right?"
England chuckled menacingly, his eyes glowing more than one of the demons he supposedly liked to conjure up in his free time or when he had a grudge against someone. "I'll get you later…"
It wasn't long before Italy was running around in circles with his flag again, silent screaming all the while. England stood triumphant, laughing at Italy's frightened, screwed up face, while Germany sighed a little under his breath. They would never learn when to stop tormenting Italy- it was just too fun.
"We did this last year, America." Germany spoke, Russia putting his hand into the air and smiling faintly.
"America just wants some more company is all. There's nothing wrong, Germany."
"I-I DO NOT!" America exclaimed, everyone laughing at his sudden outburst. He returned to stand alongside the others, laughing a little along with them.
"If you want to spend Christmas with us, we'd love to spend it with you too," Japan began, "just please don't get too annoying, and don't fight all the time, and for the love of everything good in the world don't get on Germany's nerves, and don't trash the place, it could harm wildlife-"
"OK!" The Allies chorused. Somehow, through some celestial sign or just plain logic, Germany was sure that they wouldn't keep that particular promise…
Hello and welcome to It's Kol'd Outside! I hope you enjoy the drabbles I have in store for you this Christmas, if you decide that you want to read them!
I've been waiting to do this since last year, when I did one for Phoenix Wright, my favourite game series. I hadn't watched Hetalia then, but now I have, and I don't regret a thing. :D
Oh, and a quick note: requests are great, if you want to offer one up! All timelines are fine, from when Italy was young and with Grandpa Rome to pretty much now. 2P! characters might be nice to write, too... Just pop it into the review box and I'll see what I can do with the chapters I haven't planned out already. Obviously I can't do all of them fully (or else things might get a bit confusing), but I'll definitely try and incorporate the idea! :D
Have a great day, evening or night, wherever you are in the world (I'm with Iggy :P) and overall a great Christmas season!