So, Denmark and I were doing a random rp, and this is what it turned out to be.
Neither of us own Hetalia.
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Written By: Grace Raven
One day, Hungary decided to fight against China, but lost horribly, so she went to the Kung-Foo master himself: Denmark.
Denmark taught her for days on end, until finally, she was presumed ready.
She tried her best to beat up China, but failed horribly, as she was not expecting a wok and a bunch of rice.
Denmark was ashamed of her and told her that if she did not learn that China was a sneaky little bastard, then she would never hope to win.
He agreed to teach her for one more week, still having a smidgen of hope in the brunette.
As if in a Korean soap opera, The Fray began playing in the background and Denmark ducked his head away in a dramatic fashion. Sparkles were everywhere.
He told her not to fail him, and she agreed, ducking her head.
He held her lowered head to his chest, almost crushing her with his manry muscles, but managed not to. All Time Low began playing as the sparkles increased in intensity and the lights dimmed theaterically.
Ignoring his inability to spell theatrically, Denmark told Hungary he believed in her and released her from his hold.
As she fixed her hair and flower, he ran off into the sunset dramatically with Panic! At the Disco playing (ironically, it was a song that made absolutely no sense) while Hungary watched on with girly tears in her eyes and waving a handkerchief.
Then the scene ended and Lady Gaga played as the credits slowly rolled.
THE END