Hetalia

Next Nations

Chapter One: Surprise Visit

"YOU GIT!" England shouted as America accidentally dropped his homemade shake, Canada made it from apples and oranges with lots of sugar to make it taste like a soda, on him from being startled by Prussia who was running from Germany.

"C'mon West," Prussia shouted as he turned his head to look at the enraged blond. "You need to get laid and you're always with Italy, so go on and fuck him." Since he wasn't looking where he was going...he ran straight into China.

"Get off me!" China shouted as Prussia scrambled off him and kept running until Germany finally caught him. "Get out of here dummkopf!" Germany shouted as he threw his brother out of the conference room. Prussia wasn't this obnoxious when he was little.

Germany was starting to get his lost childhood memories back from a hit of Hungary's pan when she tried to hit Prussia but instead hit him. She apologized afterward. He only remembered that he had a different name back then: Holy Roman Empire. He's still slowly remembering everything.

Italy looked around boredly until he noticed something off behind Japan and Switzerland. He tiptoed behind them, shaking slightly because of Switzerland's gun, and tapped the person on the shoulder.

The second the person turned around he screamed.

"UWAAAAA!" He screamed, making the two countries jump out of their seats and turn around, along with everyone else, to see what made him scream and looked to see the person that somewhat scared him.

The person was a younger version of Italy, physically around ten, with blond hair and a curl on the left side of his head. He had amber or auburn eyes, and was wearing a WWII military outfit, the shirt was blue and the pants were tan. He just stared as Italy shook, pointed, and tried to create sentences but kept failing.

"That...He...Ve..." Italy fell backwards as he fainted and the boy jumped as he landed on the floor. "Mama!" He said as he stood next to the unconscious Italy. "Mama?" America asked before the conference door opened to reveal a girl, the same physical age as the boy, who looked like a female Germany. She had shoulder-length auburn-brown hair and blue eyes, she also was wearing a green Wehrmacht shirt and blue-gray Waffenrock pants.

"Flavio!" She shouted as she approached the boy and held up her hand while opening her mouth until she noticed Italy. "Mutti fainted again?" She deadpanned in question form as the boy nodded before thinking to himself about how to wake him up.

The girl grabbed Switzerland's cup of water and poured it on him, instantly waking him up. "Ve?" Italy mumbled as he noticed the two newcomers. "He's avake," She said as she put the cup back on the table. "Now let's go!"

She started pulling the boy out of the room until the boy tripped over his own feet. "Ow." He said as the girl stared at him. "Nice one." She said before noticing the others were still staring at them.

"Guess ve have to introduce ourselves." She said as he peeled himself off the floor and rubbed his cheek. "Who are you two?" America asked curiously. "I'm Adela Beilschmidt-Vargas and zhis is my twin Flavio Beilschmidt-Vargas." The girl answered as the boy whimpered slightly as he gently prodded his sore cheek.

"Wait you're West's kids?" Prussia asked curiously, causing many to exclaim. "When did you get here?!" Flavio shouted as he hid behind his twin. "I thought Dad threw you out the door!?" Prussia laughed before noticing that Adela wasn't affected at all.

"Hi Uncle Gilbert." She said as she glared at him, causing him to shiver and laugh nervously. "O-okay then." He said as he slowly moved behind Germany to try to avoid her glare. "Let me see zhat." She said calmly, surprising the others, to Flavio as she looked at his swollen cheek.

"Looks like you hit it good." She said as she pulled out a bottle of ointment from her pocket. "You carry ointment?" China asked curiously. "He's as clumsy as Mutti!" She shouted before gently applying the ointment to his cheek.

"Sorry about this," She said after she finished and put the ointment away. "Ve vere on our vay to our Uncle Romano's house until a stray spell from England," She pointedly looked at him, making him gulp. "Hit us and teleported us into the past!"

"Okay hug time." Flavio said as he grabbed Adela and immediately started hugging her. "Let go dummkopf!" She shouted as she struggled to get out of his surprisingly strong grip. "Let me go or I swear you'll be vaking up tomorrow vith a huge headache!" Surprisingly he didn't let go after her threat, it was like he was already used to them.

"She sounds just like you West!" Prussia shouted while laughing until they all sensed the murderous aura emitting from her. "Zay that again and I vill strappare a parte te!" She shouted as she tried to get out of Flavio's grip but no avail.

"She speaks Italian?" America asked, making her calm down slightly. "Me and Flavio are half-German and half-Italian." She calmed down instantly and Flavio let her go but still kept his arms near her. "Such big talk coming from small person." Russia said mockingly.

That caused her to snap and for Flavio to grab her again. "Calm down please!" He shouted as she tried to break from his grip. She kept struggling and growling until she felt him start to shake. "Uh oh." She said as she slowly got out of his grasp and took a few steps away from him.

"What's wrong with him?" Romano asked curiously, no one answering him at all. "Aw," Prussia started taunting. "Are you scared?" Then Adela covered her ears and braced herself. "ZHAT DOES IT!" Flavio shouted furiously. "I'VE HAD IT VITH ALL OF YOU! ALL VE VANTED VAZ TO GO BACK HOME VITH ENGLAND'S HELP BUT YOU IDIOTS VON'T STOP THE TAUNTING OR TEAZING. ZHE NEXT PERSON ZHAT INZULTS MY FAMILY VILL BE VALKING TOMORROW VITH A LIMP!"

They all stared at him shocked. Who knew that a boy who acted like and talked Italy would have a temper and talk like Germany? "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR IDIOTEN?!" He shouted, making everyone nod fearfully, not wanting to anger him again.

Adela uncovered her ears and walked up to him then poked his sore cheek. He immediately went back to his passive self as he whimpered and gently held a hand to his cheek. "Zhat's vhy zhe ozers know not to inzult our family." She said before taking her brother's hand and exiting the conference room.

The pairings are my OTPs and a few others that I neutrally care about.