Hi guys! Lately I've been really getting into Hetalia and this is my first Hetalia fanfic. Sorry about how short it is, but I hope you like it!
I…Don't Really Need a Hero
"…and then I said 'Of course, I'll be the hero!"
Arthur and Matthew were listening to the American's story with extreme boredom. Arthur finally spoke up after a long moment of silence.
"I was a bit curious about how long it would take you to shut up, Alfred, but it's been three hours now! THREE BLOODY HOURS!!! If any of this useless babbling actually has a point, just make it already!" Matthew then spoke up as well.
"Besides, you can't always be the hero." Alfred laughed at his Canadian brother's comment.
"That's where you're wrong, Matthew. In fact, there's even a song written about me!" The Canadian groaned and the English "gentleman" rolled his eyes.
"A song? Who in the entire bloody universe would write a decent song about you?" Alfred then held up a CD with a white background and a picture of someone wrapped up in gauze.
"These guys would!" Alfred then inserted the CD into a stereo and let the first song play. The other two countries were unimpressed, although Arthur had to admit that they were a pretty good band. He might listen to more of their songs later, but he couldn't let Alfred know that.
After the song ended, Arthur scoffed.
"Just because they're singing about a hero, that doesn't mean they think you're one! Is your mind full of hamburgers again?"
"Who else would they be talking about?"
The two countries got into a heated argument as Matthew just watched.
"Those two can never get along! Right, Kumajiro?" The crème-colored polar bear looked at the Canadian.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Canada."
That's my first Hetalia fanfic. Sorry it's so short.
The song Alfred is talking about is called Hero by Skillet. It's one of their newer songs and they're a really good band. I just randomly came up with the idea while looking for fanfiction and playing the song in my head.
Please review.