Hola my peoples! I uploaded just for you guys. I don't own Hetalia, only my OCs and the plot. I'm sorry if anyone seems OOC. Anyways to answer the reviews!

To RagefulThief: I'm glad that you can't wait for more of the story. Also that is the reason I wanted to write this story, and know you get to see what some of the provinces are like.

To AquaEclipse: Haven't read the story but I'll be sure to check it out. Here it is 10:25pm. Don't stay up too late.

To Irene (Guest): You guessed it. Those are the 2 ships I have in mind, but I'm not quite sure yet on how to go about showing that. Who is who ot of the provinces and territories.

Enjoy the story. Adios.

-FiannaRain

Chapter 4 - The House of Provinces Territories

Fancy Narrator's Pov

Two men walked into an airport. They both looked extremely similar, so similar that they could be twins. In fact, they were twins, with some differences. The one with the long hair was sipping from a cup of Tim Horton's coffee, while the other drank from a Starbucks cup. They made their way through the airport till the got to a quite baggage pickup quite a ways from the others.

Soon a group of 4 men entered the area, while 3 of them went to grab their bags, one broke off and went to the twins. This man was albino and had a small yellow bird sitting atop his head. He then jumped onto the longer haired twin with the curl and hugged him. The third of the group laughed obnoxiously while his brother glared at him.

The other 3 men came over, one of them was carrying two suitcases which he tossed one of them to the albino. The other two men, also blondes, seemed to be arguing over something. One was British, the other French. Their argument was interrupted by a cheerful, auburn-haired man with a curl. Soon followed by a man who looked exactly like him but with darker hair, green eyes and the curl was on the opposite side of his head. He was arguing with a smiling man who also had green eyes and was holding a tomato.

They all gathered with the other men. Shortly after, they were joined by another group of people. Two were Asians, both with dark hair. Although one had their hair much longer than the other. Behind them was a man and woman, they were siblings. The man wore a long coat and scarf, while the woman had a pair of overalls. The woman went up to the blonde in the maple leaf hoodie and hugged him.

It now looked as if the now large group was complete, for they all started to walk away from the area and through the airport. Once they were outside, they were split into 2 groups. One group was led by the blonde with the curl, in his group, there was: The albino, the French one, green-eyed man and his friend, the woman, and the Asian with short hair. The rest were in the group lead by the blonde with the cowlick. Each group got into a camper van and drove off in the same direction.

Time skip (Brought to you by the Sheriff's Secret Police)

Canada's Pov

I pulled up the driveway to my family home, aka the home where we go during holidays and stuff. As I parked, Alfred's van pulled up beside me and nearly crashed into a lamppost. Really Alfred? If you break it, you're paying. I turned off the engine, grabbed the keys and hopped out. France, Prussia, Spain, Romano, Ukraine, and Japan soon followed. Everyone in Alfred's car hopped out as well.

I heard the sound of hooves on stone and turned around. Sure enough, there was Alberta leading her brown and white Appaloosa, Calgary, towards us. "Hey, Dad. Are these the people that you said were coming over?" She had her dirty blonde hair back in a French braid and wore her usual western getup.

"Hi Alberta, yes these are the countries who wanted to meet you guys," She smirked, Uh, oh. I do not have a good feeling about this.

"Names Alberta Williams, personification of Alberta. Don't listen to anything that nature-lover BC says 'bout me. It's all lies." She hugged Alfred, "Hey Uncle Alfred, nice seeing you. Tell Texas that I got some beer for next time he comes over," She then grabbed the reins to Calgary and hopped on. She then waved to us. "See ya later! Dad, I'll tell everyone that you're here," She then galloped off shouting "Yahoo!"

I turned to see Alfred grinning, Prussia looking like he's planning something, Ukraine looking excited, and everyone else looking confused. "She was nice, da?" For now. I thought.

Alberta's Pov

After I said hi to the countries I went to the stables and brought Calgary to her stall. "Hey, girl. I know we didn't get to ride for very long today but I'll take you out later," I fed her some oats and headed inside. It just so happens that the first person I see is that darn nature-lover BC. Not letting me build my pipeline, oh how I despise her. She's lucky Dad brought the countries over, otherwise, I'd be attacking her right now.

"Hey tree hugger," I called to her. She looked up from her brownies that she just took out of the oven. "Those better not have pot in them," Her green eyes glared at me.

"They do not, you baka. I made them especially for the guests that Matthew is bringing over," Darn BC, whatever she just called me, it's probably not very nice.

I took off my boots and placed them by the back door. "Whatever," I said straightening up. "They're here now, and everyone needs to get to the living room," I glared at her as I walked out of the kitchen. "And those brownies better not have marijuana!" With that, I left, headed for the radio room.

Victoria(BC)'s Pov

"That Báichī Alberta," I muttered as I moved the brownies to a large ceramic plate. "Accusing me of putting marijuana in my brownies," I grabbed a bottle of BC wine and placed beside the plate. "I would never do that when we have guests over unless of course, they like that sort of thing…" I trailed off.

Guess I better start heading to the living room, don't know why everyone calls it that. It's more of a parlour if anything. But then, of course, it's less parlour like than the actual parlour. The PA system crackled to life and Alberta's voice came from the speakers. "Attention, could everybody head to the living room. The one closest to the main doors," There was a pause. "And if you aren't there, I will personally find you and drag you there." Then silence.

Stupid Alberta, always so violent. But I guess not as violent as Quebec or Ontario. I made one last check on my brownies then left the kitchen.

England's Pov

(Backtrack about 5 minutes)

After that girl Alberta left, Matthew led us up the driveway to the front doors. As we were walking I wondered, Are Ontario and Quebec here, oh God if they are. Will they hate me? I hope not. We reached the house. Canada turned to us, "Just a little bit of warning before we go in, Ontario and Quebec act a lot like France and England."

"Hey!" France and I said at the same time. I glared at him and he glared back. Canada sighed. He pulled open the doors and we all stepped inside.

The entry hallway was simple and homely, sparsely decorated with what looked like a family photo and a small table with a vase of 12 different flowers. The floor had a long crimson red carpet and two shoe racks. Wait, shoe racks?

"Please take off your shoes," Matthew said. "We wouldn't want the floor to get dirty," I slipped off my dress shoes and placed them on a shoe rack. Suddenly there was a crackling sound at a voice could be heard through the house. It sounded an awful lot like that girl Alberta.

"Attention, could everybody head to the living room. The one closest to the main doors," The voice paused as if thinking. We all looked up at a speaker in the ceiling. "And if you aren't there, I will personally find you and drag you there." There was a clicking noise and silence.

Russia smiled, "I like that girl," I shivered. We all walked into the living room. It was painted light blue, with nautical paintings hanging in several places. There were lacy white drapes covering a bay window. The only thing that made it obviously a living room and not a parlour was the lack of fancy furniture and addition of a very casual looking dark blue couch, armchair, and a white plastic table.

A group of 4 red-head teens and one blonde teen appeared in the entryway. The one closest to us, who was wearing a kilt said in a Scottish accent, "The Maritime provinces and one Atlantic province are 'ere," I hope this kid is nothing like my brother. I thought as the teens got into a line. "Dad, the others will be 'ere soon," The boy said addressing Canada.

"Thank you, Scott," Matthew said. Scott nodded.

Sure enough, an Asian looking girl with forest green eyes entered the room from a second entryway that I hadn't even noticed. She wore tan cargo pants and a t-shirt that said Concord Pacific 2018 Vancouver Dragon Boat Festival with a picture of a dragon boat under the words. I could see the frog looking at her and then me and back to her. I wondered why. The teen gave a small smile. "I'm here. Also, I made brownies for after dinner." Canada frowned.

"Those better not have…" She interrupted him.

"Don't worry they don't! There is some wine as well." With that, she joined the far left of the line. I wonder wht he meant by the brownies not having something?

Suddenly there was a very loud shout. "Ya-hoo! The prairie provinces are here!" Italy jumped and hid behind Germany. Alberta ran in followed by two boys. One blonde, the other a brunette. The brunette looked annoyed with Alberta, while the blonde just smiled softly.

Matthew sighed. Was this normal, they seem so well behaved compared to us countries. "Yes. Now can you please join the line, Alberta." He said. I noticed that the two boys had already joined the line, between the Maritimes and the Asian girl.

"Okay!" Alberta said, her green eyes shining. She joined the line right in between the blonde boy and the Asian girl. The Asian girl muttered something which I couldn't hear but obviously made Alberta angry. For she pulled the other girl's hair.

"Ow, you baka!" The girl screamed at her. "That hurt!" This only caused Alberta to start laughing at her. Okay, so I was wrong. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Japan looking surprised. Interesting, was that word Japanese?

"Alberta Rose Williams! Apologize to Victoria right now!" So that's what her name is. Alberta frowned, but before she could she was interrupted by some very loud yelling. In French.

"Vous parlant Anglais bâtard! Tout simplement parce que il ya des gens de plus ne signifie pas que je ne vais pas tenter de vous tuer! (You English bastard! Just because there are guests over does not mean I will not try to kill you!)" This caused Italy to start waving his white flag and hide behind Germany. That yelling did not sound good.

"You think I care you Francophone!" Two boys, both blondes tumbled into the room kicking and hitting each other. I immediately went to pull the two apart. I grabbed the one while France grabbed the other. Guess that frog is good for somethings. "Let me go so I can get the French bastard!" The boy in my arms screamed, it took all my strength to stop him from getting out of my arms.

The boy in the frog's arms was also screaming and struggling to get free. "Permettez-moi de tuer Anglophones! LAISSEZ-MOI ALLER! (Let me get that Anglophone! LET ME GO!)" If I am correct, these two must be Ontario and Quebec. Germany looked mad, then Canada whispered something to him.

"VILL JOU BOTH SHUT UP UND STOP ARGUING!" Both boys fell quiet. Well, that shut them up. Now that they were calm enough, Ontario and Quebec joined the line.

Finally, three people came through the entryway. There was a young woman carrying Alasie, whom I recognized from the meeting. The woman wore a traditional Inuit dress and snow boots. She looked like an older version of Alasie, but with lighter eyes. The third was a boy with dark hair like the others, but his eyes were a light violet colour. He also wore a light blue scarf around his neck.

The three of them joined the line at the very end. Canada cleared his throat. "Good, now that everyone is here, we can start introductions."