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Notice: I adapted the style of three person when you play multipliable characters. I may have failed epically..idk, I never paid attention in ELA lmao. Basically, my point is, Marshmallow= mochi. Please forgive all my epic fails at attempting accents, other languages, and English grammar….I tried ;A; ALSO, CAUTION, THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TO MUCH AWESOME, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. lmao
Disclaimers:
Snow White and all its plot and characters belong to the genius of Walt Disney and Disney the company.
Hetalia and its characters belong to another genius by the name of Hidekazu Himaruya.
This story in itself belong to the idiot aka me.
Best. Day. Ever.
Not only did America pay me a special visit, but now I get a trip into the forest! Is it July 1st already! Well, scrubbing all the stairs in the entire palace…twice- was a little annoying, but it was worth it! Could this day get any better- holy maple.
"MAPLE!" Canada exclaimed overjoyed. It was an enormous maple tree plotted right in front of her. And oh boy did she love maple trees! They were covered in beautiful maple leaves, made of the best wood, and best of all; yummy maple syrup! She could cook pancakes tonight and have fresh maple syrup with it!
"I'll pick some maple leaves to decorate the palace! And get some syrup for tonight!" Canada thought out loud, turning eagerly to get busy.
However, she was so absorbed in her joy and work that she failed to notice Japan's strange aura and his stealthy approach behind her.
"I must do this. I dare not disobey England, out of fear and honor. I will strike quick, it will be painless." Japan mentally repeated in his head. He mentally rehearsed and agonized over this hundreds of times. This, however, was the real thing. He drew his trusted sword, preparing to strike, when-
"Would you like some maple leaves or maybe some syrup- MAPLE!" Canada gasped, paralyzed at the sword penetrating her personal space.
"Gomen nasai, Canada, but I must." Japan sincerely and sadly apologized.
"No! Japan! Please!" Canada begged with tears of fear forming in the corners of her eyes. Canada's innocent face, painted with redness and tears, momentary overwhelmed Japan. In his hesitation, he lowered his sword and looked away.
"I wish I could Princess, but I dare not disobey the Queen." Japan said while both justifying and apologizing for his actions.
"Oh dear maple, the Queen wishes me died!" Canada said dumbfounded and shocked.
"Hai." Japan bluntly and simply replied. Overcoming his moment of weakness, he then, once again, raised his sword in one last attempt to complete his duty.
As Japan drew his sword, Canada fell to her knees in a desperate plea, "Japan, please, I beg you, don't do this!" Canada desperately cried on her knees.
Japan attempted to strike, but he knew that it was futile. He lowered his sword and dropped his head in shame and dishonor.
"I cannot do it. I have brought dishonor to my name. Go, I spare you. Run far away, never came back. I wish you luck, Canada. Sayonara, Princess." Japan said while putting his sword away in shame. How could he be so disloyal and dishonorable? He lost the loyalty and honor of his name, he too must run away.
"Japan. T-thank you! Oh, and yeah, s-sure, no problem!" Canada shuttered, both thankful and surprised at Japan's deed.
"Douitashimashite, Canada. Remember what I told you." Japan said leaving Canada to face his uncertain, dishonorable future.
As Japan silently dematerialized from the scene, anxious completely overtakes the poor Princess.
"Maple. Holy Maple. I'm alone in a forest, I can't go home, and I'M GOING TO DIE!" Canada cried in a panic.
"Ve! Ve! Don't hurt me! I surrender!" a voice cried.
"Hm?" Canada said confused, being snapped out of her panic attack by the mysterious plea. Out of curiosity, she turned her head in the direction of the voice, to see-….um…..a…um….marshmallow…?
"HOLY MAPLE, A TALKING MARSHMALLOW! I must really be losing it." Canada exclaimed hopelessly confused and genuinely scared that her sanity was compromised.
"Don't eat me! I don't taste good!" the talking marshmallow continued to desperately plea.
Kumajirio, who had the marshmallow in his mouth, completely ignored the marshmallow's plea. However, he soon split out the mysterious thing, due to a foreign, weird taste. He wanted fish, godamnit! Not some weird tasting marshmallow thing!
"Doitsu! Doitsu! Help me! Doitsu! Doitsu!" the talking marshmallow cried while cowardly retreating.
Curious, Canada followed in pursuit and Kumajirio tagged along, hoping it would lead to some food.
"Intruder! Attack men!" another talking marshmallow dramatically commanded.
"Maple!" Canada cried while shielding herself. These marshmallow were not just weird, they were violent!
"Get the hell out of my territory, you bastard!" an angry Italian marshmallow cursed.
"How dare you hurt my Italy!" an angry German marshmallow yelled.
"Whoa, this is so awesome!" the commander marshmallow commented excited.
"Ve!~ We surrender!" the marshmallow from early proudly exclaimed.
"Ah! It might be Russia! Hide!" a timid Latvian marshmallow cried in a panic, hiding behind a sleeping, Greek marshmallow.
"Hm? You guys are weird. I'm hungry." Kumajirio stated unimpressed and completely unharmed by the ambush.
"Hm?" Canada said confused. Wait, no one attacked her! Well, invisibility does pay off sometimes, eh?
"Doitsu, I'm hungry. I'll make some pasta!" the surrendering, pasta-loving marshmallow said to "doitsu".
"That was so awesome!" The "awesome" marshmallow cheered to the group.
"You were so cute out there, Romano. But be careful next time! You could have gotten hurt." A worried Spanish marshmallow lightly commented to Romano.
"Shut the hell up, bastard!" Romano angrily snapped back, deeply embarrassed.
Realizing that they could possibly help her, Canada decided to formally confront them.
"Hello there." Canada politely greeted in a sweet tune.
"Another intruder, sweet!" The "awesome" marshmallow exclaimed, rushing into battle.
"Bruder!" Doitsu shouted, while chasing after his brother.
"We surrender!" the surrender-loving Italian happily exclaimed, while pulling out a white flag.
"Be careful, Romano!" the Spanish marshmallow worried.
"Shut up!" the angry Italian snapped back, once again deeply embarrassed by the Spaniard's words.
"Ah! It's must be Russia!" the Latvian said, once again cowardly hide behind the still sleeping, Greek marshmallow.
"Wait! Don't hurt me!" Canada pled, shielding herself.
"….Wait, where's the intruder! This is so not awesome!" The "awesome" marshmallow complained, unable to find the other intruder.
"Over here." Canada sighed, directing her attackers. Yeah, forget everything I said about invisibility having its advantages.
"Where?" The "awesome" marshmallow shouted, still completely confused.
"To the left." Canada said unimpressed.
"Yours or mine?" The "awesome" one questioned, still hopelessly confused.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, YOURS!" Canada shouted in a rude, un-ladylike fashion.
"Geez, no need to get angry!" The "awesome" one scolded the intruder's tone. As he moved in the direction that the voice guided him in, he found his target.
"There you are!...Wait….you're a rock! This is so not awesome!"The awesome one rumbled at the rock next to Canada. Canada simply face palmed at the stupidity.
"Up. Here." Canada said in a dark tone, making an honest attempt not to lose her temper.
"Oh!" The "awesome" one realized and looked up.
"Holy Shit! It's a giant! Retreat men!" The "awesome" one cowardly fled.
"IT'S RUSSIA!" The Latvian screamed, jumping in the bush for a better hiding place.
"Ve! Ve! We surrender! Don't hurt us!" the surrender-loving marshmallow cried, while waving his flag for dare life.
"Men, stand your ground!" the doitsu commanded, taking command of the marshmallows.
"Protect me, you bastard!" Romano cried, hiding behind the Spanish marshmallow.
"Romano…." The Spanish marshmallow squeaked, completely speechless. Romano was so adore like this!
"What's with all the commotion?" The Greek marshmallow sleepily questioned, be awaken by all the noise.
"It's a giant!" a marshmallow shouted.
"What?" Greek sleepily questioned in disbelief. He looked up to examine this so called "giant", and see if it was worth the energy to panic and run. However, as he scanned the "giant", he discovered its true identify.
"That's no giant, it's Princess Canada." The Greek clarified and almost immediately fell back into a deep sleep.
"Princess Canada!" the other marshmallows said in union astonished.
"Yup, that's me." Canada sweetly smiled. She never known she was so popular!
"Mi Dios, we haven't seen you since your parents ruled. When, long ago, this kingdom was a happy kingdom." The Spanish marshmallow recalled.
"Dude, this is so awesome!" The "awesome" one commented in excitement.
"Ve, when your parents ruled, this kingdom was a happy kingdom. There were lots of pastas and arts!" The Italian recalled, and smiled at the warm memories of the past.
"But now they're gone, and that bitch England took over." Romano rudely interrupted and brought them back to the no-so-glamorous present.
"A-And Russia's here now." The Latvian timidly squeaked.
"And the Queen's food is terrible." The loving-pasta Italian said in sadness.
"Yeah, she's so unawesome." The Prussian added unimpressed.
"Wait….you guys eat? I never knew marshmallows ate!" Canada realized, drawing a conclusion from the Italian's rumbling about food, especially pasta.
Some marshmallows broke out laughing, while some face palmed.
"Who the hell you calling marshmallows, bastard!" Romano snapped, highly offended.
"Está rico! We are not "malvaviscos". Somos mochis." The Spanish mochi clarified while heavily laughing.
"Listen princess, the awesome me is way too awesome to be something as unawesome as a marshmallow." The "awesome" one stated offended.
"I'm so sorry! I never heard of a mochi before! Heck, I never have been in the forest before!" Canada quickly, yet sincerely apologized. She didn't mean to offend anyone!
"No hay problema. After all, you are una princesa." The Spanish mochi forgave happily.
"Yeah, you are pretty awesome. Not as awesome as me, of course!" The "awesome" mochi complemented with traces of his big ego.
"Thanks." Canada smiled, glad that she didn't offend anyone too much.
"So, princesa, what brings you here anyways?" The Spanish mochi asked out of curiosity. You don't much royalty this deep in the forest these days!
"Well…." Canada started; only to be stopped by the emotion-provoking memories of earlier today. As she mentally recalled all this, tears started to form in the corner of her eyes.
The pasta-loving Italian quickly noted this and quickly moved to comfort her, "Ve, don't be sad! There is pasta and familia here."
"T-Thanks." Canada sniffed.
"Tell us what happened." The doitsu said in an unusually confronting, understanding voice.
"W-Well, you see, I-I can't go home. I-I promised to never to back to the p-palace. T-The Q-Queen wishes me d-dead, a-and Japan s-spared m-me." Canada spoke, only to burst into tears.
"Mi Dios! That's terrible! Pobre Princesa!" The Spanish mochi said taken back.
"What a bitch!" Romano cursed, sympathizing for Canada.
"That's so unawesome!" The "awesome" mochi stated.
"Ve! Ve! Don't cry, Princess! We'll take care of you!" the Italian confronted, volunteering the whole group as usual.
"R-Really?" Canada said recovering from her tears.
"Sí, princesa." The Spanish mochi confirmed.
"Italy! Spain! You can't just volunteer to take her in without an agreement from the whole group!" The German scolded. Topical Italy and Spain to just crying poor and do whatever they want without a base!
"Lo siento." Spain apologized, not wanting to start an agreement with Germany.
"By the awesome power invested in the awesome me, the awesome me calls an awesome meeting, to determine if the princess stays or not!" The awesome Prussian awesomely declared. The mochis huddled together in a tight circle, discussing what to do; when they realized they were missing one.
"Greece! Get over your lazy ass over here!" They shouted. Greece was notorious for always sleeping through all the important meetings, heck, he was always sleeping.
"Coming." The Greek yawned and sluggishly moved to join the circle. After quick mumbling, the mochis had come to a joint agreement.
"Listen, Princess, if you will cook, clean, fetch, wash, and all the other unawesome household crap like that, then, well, you can stay." The "awesome" one declared.
"I agree! Happily! But well-"Canada happily agreed only to sidetrack.
"But well what?" the mochis asked confused.
"I'm afraid I don't know any of your names." Canada said embarrassed.
"Fair enough, line up men" The awesome one commanded.
"I'm the awesome Prussia." Prussia introduced quite egotistically.
"I am Germany, Prussia's brother. I keep everything and everyone in order." Germany firmly greeted.
"I-I'm Latvia, one of R-Russia's brothers." Latvia timidly mumbled.
"Soy España. But you can call me Spain, princesa." Spain casually greeted with a smile, and showed a hint of flirting on the last word.
"I'm Italy, ve. Well, North Italy technically, because Romano, my brother, is South Italy. I love pasta and arts." Italy warmly greeted.
"I'm South Italy, go to hell." South Italy grumpily stated.
"…Greece! Awake up! Get your ass over here!" The mochis yelled at their sleeping friend.
"I'm coming." The Greek yawned, moving slowly and unenthusiastically.
"I'm Greece. I like cats." Greece simply greeted, falling back to sleep.
"Well, it's nice to meet you all. Dinner in an hour, I'll make pancakes with fresh maple syrup!" Canada smiled, completely lifted out of her depression.
"PANCAKES!" the mochis exclaimed in unison. Why, they didn't have pancakes in years!
"Yup, my treat." Canada sweetly chirped.
Thanks again guys for all the favorites and alerts on this story!
Also, sorry about the ending, this chapter was starting to became too long!
Notes:
I tried my best to match up the mochis to the dwarfs, based personality wise and while also attempting to keep the humor. I tried my best to balance both of these when deciding my characters. The List goes as followed:
Doc- Prussia, the "awesome" one xD
Bashful- Germany. (OK, this one is a little weird. I really wanted Germany and Prussia to be in this, and it was either bashful or doc. Prussia is way to conceded and awesome to be bashful, so yeah all that was left was Germany.)
Sneezey- Latvia (To me he always looks teary-eyed, which I associate with either crying or sneezing. And since I need a sneezy, he fit the bill lmao)
Sleepily- Greece. No explanation needed. Lol.
Grumpy- South Italy or Romano, whatever you what to call him. Again, no explanation needed on why he fits the character lmao
Happy- Spain. Spain is usually always cheerful and happy, well, unless he is worrying about Romano, or remembering about the sad fate of his glorious Armanda.
Dopey- North Italy. I couldn't have picked a better character for him if I wanted to lmao
Translations: These were obtained (excluding the Spanish) by Google and Yahoo answers. I'm sorry if they are not exact or very raw. Also, I'm sorry there is so much Spanish, I seriously ODed lmao….I have a weak spot for it. It's my second language, after all. :P
Gomen nasai- I'm sorry (Japanese)
Hai- Yes (Japanese)
Sayonara- Goodbye (Japanese)
Douitashimashite- No problem (Japanese)
Bruder- Brother (German)
Mi Dios- My God (Spanish)
"Está rico! – That's rich! (Spanish)
Malvaviscos- Marshmallows (Spanish)
Somos mochis- We are mochis (Spanish)
No hay problema- No problem (Spanish)
Una princesa- a princess (Spanish)
Princesa- princess (Spanish)
Familia- family (Italian/Spanish)
Pobre princess!- Poor Princess (Spanish)
Sí, princesa- yes, princess (Spanish)
Lo siento- I'm sorry (Spanish)
Soy España- I'm Spain (Spanish)
Anyways, I'm will start updating again in a week or two, due to vacation. And OMFG this is so long, it's like 10 pages on my computer ;A; Sorry It's really long, I tried to shorted it without losing too much humorous storyline, and I failed epically Dx But on a serious note, it will probably only be 4 chapters, if I keep this up. I'm trying my best to keep the storyline, despite all the humorous add-ons and the Hetalia-ness. It. Really. Hard. But. Really. Fun. Lmao. Anyways, I'm seeing the last Harry Potter movie tonight at midnight. Hell yeah x)