Reaching for the Sky

By: Danny Pic

Hey there! Ok, so this is my second story with Hitalia, and it's a bit of an already-been-done story.

Yeah, this is another "space race" fic. But instead of simply being a race into space, this one is a fanfic with a difference. I'll let you check it out for yourself.
Also, keep in mind that this was still the beginning of the space race. So, as a result, nobody really knows much about the other planets.

Ok, so to set up how this idea began, this actually is a split-off from the beginning of a story my ever-reliable friend showed me. (Gotta love that girl! ^-^) Anyway, I read her opening, which opened with another meeting of the countries…

I don't own Hetalia: Axis Powers. Nor do I own Mars or Venus.
…Enjoy!

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Another world meeting had come together. Normally, all the countries would be bickering amongst each other about small things, but today is different. Even France and Britain, normally the pair that always argues, were quiet. They were joining the majority of the other countries in watching what was becoming a heated and loud argument. The two countries in question were standing up and getting in each other's faces over it.

"I don't care! I still think that Mars is the better option!" said America. "I bet there's aliens there, and if they are there, then we have to go meet them!"

"I keep telling you," replied Russia, "there are no aliens on Mars! It's too small, and too cold, even for me! If aliens are going to be anywhere, they're going to be on Venus!"

"Venus is too close to the sun! Any life there, alien or not, would burn to a crisp! Trust me, I know they're on Mars!"

"How would you know, since YOU'VE EVER BEEN THERE?"

"NOBODY'S BEEN THERE!" America yelled. "IT'S ANOTHER PLANET, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! But to answer your question, I've seen their buildings!"

"HOW?"

"Because I used a telescope! I saw lines running across the surface; they look just like canals, but they're so much longer!"

Russia folded his arms. "So," he replied calmly, "You're basing a conclusion on a sighting with a toy telescope?"

"IT WAS REAL! What makes you think they'd be on Venus?"

"Well, I know it's a more realistic possibility than Mars," Russia answered with a scoff.

America was about to punch Russia, but another nation got in-between the two. "STOP THIS NOW!"
Then, in a much calmer tone, China asked, "Now, what's this all about-aru?"

America answered first. "Russia and I are arguing over what planet we should go to. See, Germany gave us the–"

"– you took them," a grouchy Germany corrected.

"Right, whatever. Point is, I got these plans from Germany about how to make a rocket. So I decided to share them with Russia, since he helped us in the last war, and we were going to make a big rocket together and go see the other planets!"

"But," interrupted Russia, "we're having trouble deciding which planet to visit first. I personally think we should go to Venus; it's almost as big as Earth, and so will be easier to adapt to for us. We can send robotic landers to the planet, and see what it's like, da?"

"But I want to go to Mars first," America cut back in. "I saw these straight lines across the surface of the planet with my telescope! I bet they're canals built by an alien race to conserve water! We have to go there, and make first contact; they could help advance our technology, and we could enter a brand new golden age! That'd be so awesome!"

"Yeah, maybe when you get there, your alien friends can teach you about how they DON'T EXIST!" Russia sarcastically replied. America mimicked him, in a high-pitch voice, "Mee, mee-mee mee mee mee mee, mee mee mee mee mee-mee mee mee mee mee-mee!"

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Russia angrily shouted, glaring at America.

"Personally," Britain chimed in, "I think that both of your arguments are a load of dingo's kidneys."
Both America and Russia sharply glared at Britain, and simultaneously yelled, "SHUT UP!" This caused Britain to quickly sink back into his chair, looking rather shaken up at the outburst.

America turned back to Russia. "You know what? That's it!" he yelled. "I've had it with your constant disagreements and shooting down my ideas! I'll build a rocket and go to Mars by myself!"

"Fine by me!" Russia shouted back, even though the countries were face-to-face. "I'll get to Venus before you, da? And I'll prove you're chasing a mirage!"

"It's a race then! First one into space is the winner!"

"Good!"

"FINE!"

And at that, the two enraged nations promptly stormed off in opposite directions, slamming their respective doors behind them. The meeting room they left behind remained in awestruck silence…

So, how's the first part? Yeah, I know this isn't totally accurate, but the story fits with how it played out in my head.

So next, we'll explore how the nations began their journey into rocketry. But, uh…I might need some help with finding America's history with developing the rockets. So if anybody has some information about any pre-Apollo things America did, please PM me, or review?

Personally, though, I think you'll enjoy what I do with Sputnik…and Canada, too…
…but that comes later. For now, Adios!