Well, I guess I should start explaining myself...

With my love of Disney movies and Hetalia combining in my head, I thought, "HEY! America wants to be a hero! Just like Hercules did!

It took me a few hours to get the cast straight in my head, and making sure the nations were not going to be perceived as the Greek Gods. NO, Russia does not live in the Underworld and host millions of dead people. NO, the rest of the European powers do NOT live on Mt. Olympus!

It's supposed to be a very loose adaptation, based on the basic plot elements of Hercules.

Please don't kill me before you start reading!

A gentle hush fell over the hall as the gathered nations stood on their toes for a glimpse inside the bassinette China was slowly wheeling in. It was an eventful day for the world, eagerly awaited ever since six-month-old twin boys had been rescued from the wilderness of the New World. A land, until very recently, untouched by the European powers, and filled with great potential.

Two young men stood side by side, one the handsome Francis Bonnefoy, the nation of France. The other was the stoic, emerald-eyed nation of England, Arthur Kirkland. They silently approached the bassinette, all eyes on them at the center of the room. France was giddy with delight as England clasped and unclasped his hands with nerves.

This was the New World, only really explored by the Kingdom of Spain, whom they all knew as Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. The proof was standing beside him in the form of a black-haired little girl, wearing the clothes of a servant. She hid behind Antonio's leg, still too frightened to look at any of the other nations. She was the colony of New Spain, known only to her sovereign as Maria Teresa. Of course, that was not her real name, but as a colony of a great European power, her birth name did not matter. Her brown eyes watched carefully as the newest potential colonies arrived, feeling a certain connection pass through the three of them. She wondered to herself if she had known them…At least known their land.

The bassinette finally reached France and England, and they got a proper look at the twins. The boys were indeed identical, both with rich blond hair and round cheeks. They were swaddled in blankets, with only their arms sticking out and their tiny fists closed tightly. The hall was filled with noises of wonder as the nations remarked on the twins' cherubic faces. One of them suddenly stretched out his arm, hitting his brother on the forehead. The smaller twin's face suddenly scrunched up with pain and a whine sounded through the hall.

Immediately, Francis shoved Arthur aside and took the crying baby in his arms, cooing sweetly, "Non non, mon petit ange! Do not cry! I will protect you!" The nation cradled the whimpering boy to his chest, whispering calming words in French as the baby quieted down. He opened his dark violet eyes to stare up at his new sovereign.

Arthur glared at his rival and turned his gaze onto the second twin, whose brilliant blue eyes were wide open and eagerly wandering around the crowded hall, seeing the smiling faces of the gathered countries. His and Arthur's eyes met, and the boy thrust his arms out, laughter bubbling from his lips.

A rare smile appeared on Arthur's face, and he gently picked the squirming boy up. "Well, you're a lively one," he remarked softly. "My little America…"

The Chinese nation nodded with finality and a broad smile, declaring, "It is settled then, aru! England and France will be given the Americas as their colonies, aru."

Antonio added loudly, "With the lands west and south of New England in my possession, of course?" He put his hand on Maria Teresa's head, making it clear that the colony was his.

England replied tersely, "Yes of course, Spain. You and France just make sure you keep your hands off of Alfred." Francis turned to Arthur and asked, "Alfred? That's his name?" He looked from the boy in England's arms to the one in his own and said, "Well then, Nouvelle-France. I will name you Matthieu. And someday, you will be as handsome as moi!"

Rolling his eyes, Arthur continued to look at Alfred, who fell asleep thanks to the gentle rocking provided by the sovereign nation. I'll protect you, little one. No matter what. Suddenly something bumped him from behind, and he turned to see a pair of violet eyes looking over his shoulder at the sleeping infant. "Oh, Russia! You scared me for a moment there."

The Tsardom smiled beatifically and remarked, "That little one you have with you will be quite powerful, England. We can expect great things from him, da?" England could only clear his throat nervously and attempt to answer, "Well…he's still such a small thing, Ivan. But of course, I'll try my utmost to mold him into a great colony. An example for all." He tried to shield Alfred from the larger man's view, but Ivan was already walking away from them, still smiling in a disarming way. Lithuania, Latvia, and Estonia followed after him.

Once the doors closed behind Russia and the three smaller men, the room seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. China shook his head and said, "That man gives me goosebumps, aru!"

Outside in the hallway, Russia walked with purpose as his three cronies sprinted after him. After a few minutes of silence, the large nation asked, "They will still leave the twins in the nursery here before taking them to their own homes, da?"

Latvia answered in a stutter, "Y-yes…The b-boys are to b-be officially declared c-colonies of England and F-France tomorrow." He watched as Russia paused thoughtfully. What is he thinking?

Suddenly Ivan turned to look at the three young men, making them jump at the same time. He continued to smile as he said, "That little America is going to become very powerful. It would be great shame if England let all that potential go to waste. Nyet?"

Estonia looked at Lithuania out of the corner of his eye. They knew what Russia meant by that. Biting his lip nervously, Estonia said, "Of course, Russia. It will be as you say."

They all walked towards their respective chambers, awaiting the arrival of night for them to put their plan into effect.

You got the basic plot? You got who the characters are supposed to be? Good. You may commence throwing stuff at me!

Review, please!