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Sorry. I forgot to mention two things. One, the disclaimer. I do not own Hetalia or the picture. It's obvious, so I'm only going to post this once. Two: this story is actually based on and inspired by HetaOni. You'll find that the plot is slightly similar. Oh, and I don't own HetaOni either. Sadly.
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x ChAptEr OnE x
.x. America .x.
"Dudes! Is this like totally awesome or what?" America grinned and motioned towards his PowerPoint, which was being projected on the wall.
"I think your reasoning is illogical," England huffed. "How can we genetically create a gigantic superhero that will deflect any unnecessary rays of sunlight heading towards the Earth?"
"Don't sweat it; that's the hero's job." America grinned again. "All you gotta do is back me up!"
"Why would I ever back up an idiot like you?"
"Aw, you're just pissed off about that whole Revolutionary War thing. Japan will back me up! Right, Japan?" America said confidentally.
"Unfortunately, I have to deal with the damage the tsunami caused in my country," Japan said quietly, looking away.
There was a short moment of silence; this was the first time Japan had ever rejected the "Hero of the World".
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But, unfortunately, it passed quickly.
"Ah, I guess that means I'm stuck with that useless French fry," America said without enthusiasm.
"Excuse moi?" France said, offended. "You have to remember, I did help you beat up Mr. Catepillar Eyebrows!"
"But you lost in the Italian Wars (Spain wouldn't give up Romano to a pervert -_-), the Crimean Wars, the Seven Years' War..." England began to tick them off with his fingers.
"Oh, shut it," France snapped.
"And the Napoleonic Wars," England added.
"I said, SHUT IT!"
America, in the meanwhile, was trying to convince the rest of the Axis Powers to back him up. "Listen up, dudes! I know we're on different sides and all that, but since I'm the hero and this is an emergency, you gotta be my awesome sidekicks, understand?"
"Pasta!" Italy chirped.
Germany looked away. "I am not joinng forces with you until you prove that you can run a world meeting without chaos erupting."
That, unfortunately, was probably impossible. France and England were fighting, while China joined in with his wok because of something England said about the Opium Wars, Greece slept, Russia would not give in to anything America said, Korea went around claiming everyone's breasts (and China's wok), Spain was in the middle of an intense argument with Turkey, Estonia and Latvia were in a "mild" disagreement over the origin of the Christmas tree, Prussia tried to claim Austria's vital regions (Why is he even here? America thought)...and so on.
In other words, it was another typical world gathering.
"Um..." America, for once, did not have anything to say.
"That's it," Germany said, standing up. "I can not tolerate with this any longer. Everyone, SHUT UP!"
Everyone turned to look at Germany.
"You either stop fighting and have something useful to say, or just leave. Each person is allowed no longer than 8 minutes. Raise your hand to speak, but do say in a way that does not mock any salutes of my country's past."
"You mean that Hitler dude?" America asked.
He could tell Germany was trying hard not to lose his temper. "Yes."
Silence.
More silence, then...
"This is useless. Why did I even bother to come?"
"Like, what a waste of time! I'm going to, like, go home and feed my pony."
"Zzzz...hmm? What happened? Oh...I can hear my cats calling..."
"I have an urge to pinch Romano's cheeks...he's so adorable!"
"Da-ze! Everyone's leaving, so I guess I'll go, too..."
One by one, all of the countries left America's house, until there were only 10 people left: the G8 and Prussia.
"Wait...why are there only 9 of us but I counted 10?"
"Because you forgot yourself, frog! Let me do the counting..." England calculated the number of people in the room and paled. "You're right...I wonder who else is in the room?"
"Uh, dude? You're freaking me out..."
"Everyone just sit down and I'll do the math!" Germany ordered. Everyone sat but Germany. "Okay...eins, zwei, drei, vier, funf, sechs..."
America snickered. "Did you just say sex?"
"Be quiet! Sieben, acht, neun, zehn..." Germany rubbed his chin. "Who is the tenth person in here?"
"D-Dude! Seriously! Is there a gh-gh-ghost?"
"I'm not a ghost," a soft voice said. No one heard him. "My name is..."
"This is certainly a mystery," England said thoughtfully.
"My name is..."
"The Awesome Prussia will figure it out! So, not including the awesome me and you group of 8, there was one person who didn't go..."
"My name is..."
"Hmm, there must be someone we're forgetting," England said. "America, can't you figure anything out? You are the hero after all..."
"I'm...I'm not America..."
The nations stared. And stared.
"Yeah, his curl is different," Prussia remarked.
"Guys, I'm right here! I'm America!" America shouted. He was standing on the opposite side of the "fake" America.
"Duh, that's Canada," France said, with an impatient yet graceful wave of his hand. "I knew it all long."
"Then why didn't you tell us, you bloody frog?"
"I was seeing how long it took your mentally challenged brains to figure it out."
"Why, you-"
"All of you, SIT DOWN!" Germany said, but, once again, the nations had begun to fight.
I'm getting hungry, America thought. Maybe we should just screw it and meet up next time...
So he was grateful when Germany said, "Fine. I give up. You can go on without me. I cannot stand this any longer." The nation stood. "Goodbye."
He left.
"I was just trying to help!" America said, and left his own house.
"I was going to leave in the first place, anyway." England followed behind America.
"This meeting can't handle my awesomeness. Why did I come to such an unawesome meeting?"
"I suppose I should be reaving too..."
"Hmmph. I have a love waiting at home."
"Vodka, here I come! Kolkolkolkol~"
"I am going home to make some won ton mien, aru~"
"Veee~! Don't leave me here alone!"
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"You guys...forgot about me..."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Canada..."
Canada followed behind Italy, until there was truly no one left in the room.
As America made his way out, he pondered about where to have lunch. There were a number of choices, really. Mickie D's had the better burgers, KFC had the better...well, chicken, and Burger King had awesome fries.
He saw Germany standing in the doorway, frozen. "Hey, dude, could you move out of the way, please?"
Germany didn't answer. "Dude?"
America pushed him out of the way (a little too hardly)and finally saw what made Germany stand so still.
"Bloody git! Stop blocking the doorway!" came England's voice from behind.
America ignored him. What he saw, what Germany saw, was literally America's nightmare come to life.
He swallowed hard, his cerulean blue eyes widening with shock, horror, and complete recognition.
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"It...can't be..."
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"Are we really...here?"
Mwahahaha! A cliffy! As you can all tell, America knows something! Also, I'm so glad you read to the end! *hug* Unless you skimmed, of course. Then, whatever...at least you skimmed! XD
You might also be wondering: what's up with all the ellipses? Well, I saw that a lot of other writers were doing it, and it actually creates suspense. That answers your question.
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