What is this Foul Concoction?

"G'day mate!" Australia bounced into the room with his trusty Koala on shoulder

"Ve~"

"Konichiwa, Australia-san."

"Good morning."

"Bonjour, Australie!"

"Australia, bueno días!"

"Hahahaha! Hey! What's up, Australia?!" America shouted from across the room, his blue eyes narrowed at the jar in the Oceanic nation's hand. "What d'ya have there, dude?"

"This?" Australia lifted up the jar to his eye level, revealing a logo that spelled out 'VEGEMITE.' "Just my breakfast, vegemite. D'ya want some?"

"Ooooh! What is it?"

"It's a yeast paste that we spread on bread." Australia gave America a thumbs up, "It's delicious! Like nothing you've ever tried before."

In the background, England had a conflicted face. One moment he was chuckling like mad muttering, 'you deserve this,' then the next he was panicking and making mouthing motions at America.

America's eyes glittered, he had heard of the famous Vegemite but had never tried it, "Can I have some?"

"Sure!" From god knows where, Australia whipped out two pieces of toast, a knife and butter. Spreading a layer of creamy butter on both, he handed one piece to America then opened the jar.

He took a small amount of Vegemite and carefully spread it onto his toast then offered the knife to America who smiled.

The American looked at Australia's piece with knit eyebrows. It had a ton of butter and almost NO VEGE-stuff! Immediately America jabbed his knife into the jar and took a huge scoop of the dark food and splat it all over his bread.

Setting down the knife, he brought the toast up to his mouth,

"America! Wait¾!" England cried.

But it was too late.

America tasted death.

"Australia!" England scolded over said nation's snickers, "Why didn't you stop him from eating that much in one go!?"

"Awww, Mum, don't get cranky! It's hilarious watching foreigners eating Vegemite!"

"Don't call me mum!"

This is my first Hetalia fanfiction. So as you've probably guess, I'm Australian, but feel free to correct me cuz I'm an immigrant. I even talk in a mix of a Canadian and Australian accent.

I feel kind of awkward writing in an Australian accent because most Australians don't talk in the stereotypical accent with the 'G'day mate!' Really, now it's quite hard to find. And I hate Vegemite. Just got to put it out there. One bite when I was in kindergarden and I was all like, 'NON MI PIACE!' But if you do want to try it, make sure you eat it THINLY don't stick your finger in the jar and eat it because trust me. IT IS HORRIBLE!

If you've got any suggestion or complaints please put it in the reviews and NO FLAMES! Please, I get that you might me angry and all but honestly, the flames do nothing. Oh... they might end the story. I've seen that happen before but I think I'd just ignore you if you send me one.