A/N: Chapter 2 is up, WOOT! Anyway, a quick note relating to the previous chapter before we get on with this one.

"UST": An acronym for "Unresolved Sexual Tension". Yep.

Also, I'm so excited by the positive reception of this fic. You guys are amazing! Oh, right, the chapter—it's kind of on the shorter side of things, but I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia: Axis Powers.


Russia's Search for Unsuspecting Nations


"Mr. Russia, what are you doing?" Lithuania asked, glancing down in concern at the nation seated on the park bench. "You've been sitting here for hours already. Your lunch is going to get cold."

"I am looking for friends, comrade, who might later want to become one," Russia replied casually. "Lunch can wait, da?"

"Yes, of course," Estonia assured him, strolling off. "I will go take care of it."

"Oh, he escaped," said Latvia, watching as Estonia disappeared in the distance. "Do you think we could go help him, too, Mr. Russia?"

Normally, Russia would disapprove of this, but currently he was on a search, so he simply said, "Da."

Marveling at their luck, Latvia and Lithuania hastily took off after Estonia.

Russia, on the other hand, continued to sit in silence. However, seeing his cat plop down between the Italy Cats, he sighed. "Even my cat seems to be getting along more than me . . ."

Shortly afterward, though, Belarus Cat popped out from behind the bench and scared all three other felines away.

". . . You know what? Never mind."


America flung open the door as soon as he heard it ring, gushing, "Awesome, dude! Now we can finally start that video game mara—Wait, you're not Japan."

"Hello to you as well, comrade," Russia smiled. "You see, I came here to ask for—"

"What did you do to my bro, dude?" the younger nation panicked, looking around wildly. "You didn't kidnap him for one of your twisted plots, did you? Because if you did, that's so not cool and I'm going to have to—"

"Japan will arrive later, I am sure," Russia interrupted flatly. "But while I'm here, I would like your help on something, da?"

"Uh, no. I'm just going to wait for Japan," America replied, starting to close the door. However, apparently Russia wasn't going to take that as an answer.

"Allow me to rephrase my question," said Russia, an ominous purple aura growing around him. "You will help me, comrade, because you have no other choice. Da?"

When America didn't respond immediately, Russia's scarf shot up and began to wrap around his neck.

Flailing, America exclaimed, "AH! Cut it out, man—ACK—fine, fine, I'll do it, just set me down already!"

Abruptly dropping the other nation and reverting to his usual innocent smile, Russia said, "Thank you, friend! So, are you ready for my question?"

"Yeah, sure, dude, just get it over with already," said America, rubbing at his neck.

"How do you get people to like you?"

"Oh, well everyone knows that the way to a bro's heart is through their stomach," America grinned, "So I give them the gift of fast food restaurants, dude, and presto!"

"Instant comrades?" Russia asked hopefully.

"Nope," America replied. Summoning head-sparkles, he declared, "Instant international American fast food chain restaurants!"

Russia paused for a moment. Then he abruptly slammed the door in the unsuspecting nation's face.

Sighing as he finally went to go have his dinner, he said, "I think I will try again tomorrow."


The Fangirl Code, #2: A true Fangirl will never slam the door on someone who is shipped with three or more people. Unless they are in a "squee" fit, in which case it is perfectly acceptable.


Notes on this Chapter:

Hungary: "The path of boys' love is rarely an easy one . . ."

Me: "Hey, when did you get here?"

Hungary: "Hmm? Oh, don't mind me."

. . . That doesn't really answer my question, but okay then! Yeah, international American fast food chain restaurants are, well . . . all over the place. ^J^

Not much to stay here, but stay tuned for RainbowRose17's request, which will be coming up in the next chapter! You can probably find out what the request is by looking through the reviews on America's What?, but for those of you who want to guess, I'll drop a hint here, too, on what the chapter's about.

Hint: Crazy-town.

(It took me so long just to come up with that hint. Huh.)

Prussia: *pops in* "Stay awesome!"