A/N: Maybe the beginning of another story! /dies
alien!UKxhuman!US. Yeah, got the idea after pondering the shape of the universe in Astronomy.
This... epilogue... of sorts is very short and very crappy... But I hope I can make the rest of this better!
I hope you enjoy reading!
I don't own Hetalia or the Universe.
These creatures are so wonderfully curious. Such confusing things, they are. Mysterious and unpredictable and yet so predictable at the same time.
They have such an unusual language – many of them, in fact. So many. Words spoken and words gesticulated. Everyone has a way to communicate.
They even talk to the other species on the planet, though, I'm not sure if they understand what is spoken back to them.
They live in familial units with a male and female (though, I have noticed same sex every here and there) parent who provide for their children much longer than we do.
They eat meat. But, they also eat plants. Curious animals are taken from the seas and berries are cultivated on farms.
This mission of mine will be interesting, to say the least. The creatures will provide some rather swell data for my boss.
I landed my cloaked ship within a forest of trees and I took my first steps on this planet.
My disguise. The most important thing I need for blending in.
I'm cloaked as a male of this dominate species. Yellow hair and green eyes – nothing out of the ordinary, I hope.
I have a translator devise I can use until I can understand one of these languages they use.
Many of these creatures lived near-by so I slipped into the crowd – none of them any the wiser to an outsider.
To be honest, I was a bit frightened at first. These animals are so different than my people. They're kinder. Accepting. While mine fight and claw at one another.
It's a shame my King will be killing their planet after my mission ends.