This is my first ever story on this website. I hope you all enjoy it! This story was thought up in my British Literature class. We were supposed to do a creative writing assignment, so I decided to make things interesting. Only one person in my class knows what Hetalia is, but he doesn't watch it, so I decided to make a Hetalia story. I was kinda worried because my last story ended with a lorax, but it turned out great! I want to take this time to thank Brittany, Sheron, and Lauren for making this story possible. I added a little in the middle and at the ending, but for the most part, it is the original story. Please enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: I want everyone to know that I do not own Hetalia, the characters, or the author of Hetalia! Thank you for listening to my disclaimer.
America's Girl Trouble by: Trilladora
On a dark, rainy, stormy, miserable night in Northwest Vermont, at 2:04 am on July 19,1959, there was a conference. People that were the personifications of nations came together. Russia arrived with Lithuania, Estonia, and Latvia; America arrived shouting, "I'M THE HERO"; and many others arrived (usually arguing about something).
"Is everyone here?" asked a very serious Germany.
"I believe so." England replied.
"Why did we come here anyways?" China asked.
"Because we have a problem," replied America.
"What's the problem?" asked Russia.
"Well," began America, "it seems as though pretty girls are overtaking our country. These women, although they look appealing, are not settled. They complain that there are not enough good looking men. They are causing riots and we cannot stop them! What do we do?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" shouted China.
"What's obvious?" Russia inquired.
"America should banish all pretty girls to China!"
"No, let us send strong Russian men to America!" As the arguing continued, a woman entered the conference room.
America, who was already freaked out by his situation, just had to glance at the girl before he ran out of the room screaming like a little girl. "I don't care what you do! Just deal with them before they turn the rest of my citizens against me!"
Hungary, the woman who had been the one to enter, watched America leave before she turned to the others that were still in the room. "What was that nonsense about?" she asked.
"Ve~ pretty girls in America are causing riots because they want more cute guys! I could take them to my place! We would be happy to have more girls!" Italy said cheerily.
"Nyet, I think that we should send Russian men, da?" Russia said. He smiled widely as an evil aura started to surround him.
"Um, yeah, go ahead and do that," China and Italy said simultaneously, not wanting to face Russia's wrath.
"At least you know when not to argue with Russia," Hungary muttered as she exited the room. The conference was now over and the problem was solved.
So, Russia sent America hot sexy men. However, the men were on another mission to kill all the pretty girls. After a few days in America, they succeeded, leaving America with no pretty girls and a huge grudge against Russia.
Thank you for reading this! I hope you enjoyed it! Please review, just please don't go Switzy on me or my friends in class.