This is just a quick authors note before I start the story.

I just want to say that I don't own Hetalia and by making this story I'm not coping anyone's ideas and stories.

I've wanted to write a story like this and I've had the idea for a while, so I finally decided to make it. Also it will be original.

So I hope you like it.


The monthly United Nations meeting had just commenced.

This month it was being held in Rome, Italy.

Though the meeting had just begun, it was already chaotic.

France and England had somehow got into a petty argument which in turn had commenced into a fight.

Greece and Turkey were having a fight of their own, about some nonsense.

Denmark was being one of the loudest in the room, apart from America of course, nagging and annoying the other four members of the Nordic five, especially Norway and Sweden, who he was seated next too.

Japan sat silently, like normal, next to Germany, who looked just about to blow a fuse, and Italy, who was absentmindedly drawing on sheets of paper.

Prussia, who insisted he come to the meetings, sat beside Spain, who was annoying Romano.

Romano sat beside his brother, trying to ignore the bastard beside him, going on about tomatoes.

Russia was seated in between Ukraine and Belarus. Belarus glaring at anyone who dared look at or speak to her brother.

Ukraine smiled peacefully at the other nations, calming Belarus down when she would get angry.

The Baltic States were seated close to Russia. Lithuania, Estonia and Latvia talking amongst themselves about random conversations.

Poland started talking to Lithuania, who he was seated next too.

China sat next to Japan. He was hugging a Hello Kitty plush tightly to his chest and complaining quietly about the chaos.

Australia and New Zealand were near England, already teasing and bickering with each other.

Austria, Hungary, Switzerland and Lichtenstein were close enough to Germany. Austria complaining about not having his piano with him, Hungary and Switzerland holding their respective weapons close, as if they were going to use them. Lichtenstein was sitting quietly, a small smile on her face.

Canada was seated next to his younger twin, America. Although he was only noticed some of the time, he still attended the meetings.

America was currently shouting his ideas out to the world, he was at the head of the table.

As every second ticked by the noise in the room increased, and Germany was already sick of it.

"ALRIGHT! EVERYBODY SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" He roared in anger, slamming his hands down on the table. Everybody jumped and quietened down instantly.

"WE HAVE CALLED THIS MEETING T-" Germany was cut off from finishing his rant.

A bright light engulfed the room, preventing any nation from seeing their surroundings.

"What the hell dudes?!"

"Ve~ It's so bright!"

"My beautiful eyes!"

"Who did this? I will enjoy pounding their face in~"

"Lights like these are like, totally bad for my skin."

"This must be some type of magic!"

"I need my piano!"

"Who even makes lights like these aru? They hurt my eyes"

"I agree China-san."

"Big bruder, w-what's happening?"

"Stay close to me Lichtenstein."

The room burst into loud panicked chatter, cries and shouts.

Moments later the light disappeared leaving a room full of confused and annoyed nations.

"What the hell!" Romano suddenly shouted. All eyes turned to him.

"What's wrong Lovino?" the Northen part of the country replied.

Romano just pointed at the wall opposite the nations.

All eyes turned to see what looked like a large television screen on the wall.

The screen was massive, the biggest that most nations had ever seen. It was completely clear of any colour at the moment too.

"What? Is that a tv screen?" Denmark asked, quite confused.

"That looks awesome!" Prussia burst out, a grin surfacing on his face.

"Why is it here though?" Spain asked no one in particular, a puzzled expression on his face.

"It's quiet large, no?" France replied.

"Imagine if I could mass produce this." China muttered, only being heard by Japan, who sweat-dropped. "China-san it's wrong to mass produce things cheap."

Suddenly something caught the nation's eyes. A piece of paper was slowly falling through the air.

The paper finally landed on the surface of the wooden table, closest to America.

America picked up the old looking letter and read over it slowly. His eyes widened after reading it.

"What does it say?" England inquired.

America didn't say anything, just handed the letter to the blonde. After reading it himself, the British nation's expression mirrored America's.

The other nations at this point were extremely baffled.

"I'll do everyone a favour and read out what it says." The Brit stated before clearing his throat.

"Nations from all around the beautiful world, you may be quite surprised at the sight of a massive screen like this just appearing out of thin air. Well this screen has a purpose though.

It will show multiple memories a nation has and share them with the other nations here. You may leave if you really desire but your memories will still be shown, and only after you are finished watching the memories will our motives for this be revealed.

~Sincerely, Anonymous."

The contents of the room couldn't believe it, mouths agape and eyes wide. Even the most expressionless of nations looked shocked.

It was silent, completely silent, as if everyone was still trying to comprehend what was going to happen.

"You've got to be kidding me?! This is some joke right!" Austria broke the silence in disbelief.

"I don't think this is a joke, why would the large screen be here if not?" Finland replied, trying to stay calm, as Hungary tried to calm Austria down.

"But who would want to do something like this?" Lichtenstein spoke up and turned to her big brother.

"I don't know but it's sick." Switzerland retorted.

"Hey... wait, there's another side to the letter!" America exclaimed, holding the letter now.

It says, "P.S. There is a remote that controls the screen. It has two buttons, one to pause and one to play."

"Wow. How handy." Turkey muttered sarcastically and straightened the mask on his face.

"Some of us have violent pasts, I don't want to relive any of it." Lithuania stated, feeling quite apprehensive.

"As much as I feel opposed to the idea, I think it would just be easy to get it over and done with." Germany sighed, receiving shocked stares and glances from the rest of the representatives.

It was silent for a more than a minute before Prussia spoke up. "Well I guess I must agree with my little bruder, and there's no time like the present! So let's get this unawesome screen turned on!"

Little by little more nations agreed and no one had decided to leave... yet.

"Well I guess we should start then. America would you get the remote?" England sighed and asked.

"No need dude, I already have." America explained quiet cheerfully and handed the remote to the emerald eyed male.

"Well I guess this is it. I wonder who will be first though." The Brit replied before hesitantly clicking the play button.

Every nation held their breath as the screen flickered to life, hoping the first memory that showed wouldn't be their's.


Old A/N: (Well how was the first chapter? Who's memory do you think will be first?

This story will have no pairings either, just friendships, so I'm sorry.

The memories will be based from things that happen in the show Hetalia, head cannons that I have and real life events that actually happened.

Also if you like you could request something that you want to happen and I possibly will add it.)

New A/N: Okay so here we go again, hopefully my story isn't removed this time.

I originally wrote and published this chapter on the 9/12/16, l'm restarting this in the 05/04/19 here on . This has been heavily edited so I hope you enjoy, thanks for reading.

-Ella