A Major League Abridgers story
The Cosmos on the Dresser
An Hetalia-Axis Powers fanfic
Based on the Italian comedy movie Il cosmo sul comò (Italian: The cosmos on the dresser).
Chapter 1. Prologue
Two pilgrims, dressed in a long furry robe, arrive to a big tree.
It was winter, a very frosty winter.
They were on the Tibet.
The pilgrims are: Feliciano Vargas, or more simply Italy, and Wang Yao, or more simply China.
Under the tree there was a master, Arthur Kirkland, or more simply England.
"Are you, Master Arthur Kirkland?", asks Italy to England.
"It is I.", says England.
Italy replies: "The one, who is blind, but has an inner sight of ten tenths?".
"What do you want from me?", asks England to the two pilgrims.
"We wandered, around the terraqueous globe – and probably we're going to get a pleuritis – but we're finally here, in front of you.", says Italy.
"Actually, we wanted to go to another master, but we got lost, aru.", says China.
"What are you saying, Wang?", Italy scolds China.
"I-I'm sorry, Feliciano, aru!", China forgives Italy.
"We lost ourselves, Master Kirkland, we want to search our ego!", says Italy to England.
England comes near the two pilgrims... And starts to trounce China and Italy with his wooden rod.
"OW! OW! OW! Why are you beating me up, Master?", snivels Italy.
"Did you see you found yourself? Now you know you have a body. But to find your soul, the road is long and treacherous.", explains England. "We have to meditate. And that is what we will do and thank this Ginkgo biloba tree, which accomodates us under its fronds.".
"Really? Ginkgo biloba? There's not even a leaf on it, it's just firewood, aru!", protests China.
Italy approves: "Well, after all...". But Italy didn't have time to finish his sentence, as England trounced the duo again.
"Thank you, Ginkgo.", says Italy.
"Thank you, Biloba, aru.", says China.
China and Italy sneeze and cough a bit, due to the sheer cold. And the three finally start to meditate.
While the three are meditating, a wanderer comes by and asks England: "Master Kirkland, tell me, what is the meaning of life?".
England answers: "Life's like a breath. No past, no future, there's only the meantime.".
"Thanks, Master Kirkland.", thanks the wanderer.
From the wanderer's robe, a sack of money falls down. China takes it, but England asks him: "Wang, do you have to give something to me?".
"Me? Not at all, aru.", rejects China.
England trounces China a third time, making the money sack chime, and says to him the same line as before, but with a more bossy tone: "Do you have to give something to me?".
"Ah, you mean this, aru?", China hands out the money sack to England, which takes it and hides it stealthly, like if he wants to use it, and finally, he says: "Superfluous money is used for superfluous things. The soul doesn't need any money.".
"Excuse me, Master, but, don't we have to give that sack back to the real owner?", asks Italy to England, only to get trounced by him again.
England says: "And now, let's think about our souls. Let's meditate.".
And then, he unveils a small gong, the Sacred Gong of Wisdom.
"The Sacred Gong of Wisdom!", says a surprised Italy to China.
England beats the gong with a small bat, and Italy and China say dreamful: "So much harmony in this sound...".
But far away, but not so much, there was a volcano covered in snow.
England's Sacred Gong of Wisdom is quite infamous, because it is able to generate natural disasters.
There was a small village on the volcano, with a quartet of citizens singing.
An avalanche starts, due to the gong's sound. The avalanche, unfortunately, hits the village... And tramples the singing citizens.
END OF CHAPTER
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