((OK, peoples! Here is my update for today! We're back in crack!

This one was not a request, it was a teensy leftover idea and the last idea I had at the moment. I appreciate all the suggestions, though! So many possiblities...I'll start with BlacktwinWhitetwin's requests, though, because she was first to submit. OK? I'll get around to everybody, though, so don't worry! I'm working on it!

I'll be updating my other fanfics (namely the AmeChu series and Broken Speakers) pretty soon. In all honesty, I'm at that stage where you want to write this one chapter and get it out of the way so you can get to all the fun stuff (ahem, Wonderful World of Clumsy Hetalia).

Also, Halloween is coming up! Does anybody have any particular suggestion for the Halloween episode?

Hetalia is not mine!))

Thursday, 9:00 a.m.

A certain Korean was sitting in his office, feet propped up on the desk and a pipe in his hand. His hat rested lazily over his eyes as surveyed the window, looking at the skyline outside. He took out a tape recorder and hit the red button.

"9 a.m., Thursday. Another lonely day for your usual private eye, da ze. Not a lot of crime these days; I'm very bored lately, da ze."

Suddenly, at that very moment, his next client dramatically threw open the door and...

"What are you doing?"

Hetalia!

Korea looked at Hong Kong with disdain. "Hey! I was in the middle of an inner monologue, da ze!" he cried.

"An inner monologue that requires you to dress up in a raincoat and a fedora while sitting at Mom's desk?" Hong Kong deadpanned.

Korea was indeed wearing a yellow coat and a brown fedora he stole from the basement. "Uh..."

"Exactly," said Hong Kong. "What are you up to now?"

"I'm a detective, da ze!" Korea said, shrugging off the coat and hat. "I solve mysteries for the good of society, da ze! Besides, don't you know? Detectives originated in Korea!"

Hong Kong gave him a very blank look. "Yeah...whatev." He rolled his eyes and left the room, with Korea tagging along after him. The two went into the living room, where Hong Kong flopped onto the couch to do nothing while Korea searched the kitchen. "Hey, where's aniki?"

"Out," said Hong Kong. "Dunno where he is. He just mumbled something about "risky business", a meeting, and a threat."

Korea dropped the box of cookies he was holding, eyes widened. He burst out of the kitchen. "Oh my GOD, da ze! We have a mystery to solve, da ze!"

Hong Kong raised an eyebrow at him.

Korea dashed back to the room and returned with the fedora and fake pipe. "We must solve...the Case of the Missing Aniki!"

"He probably just went to Dad's house, Korea," Hong Kong droned from the couch. He wasn't in the mood to put up with Korea's runaway imagination, because God knows that if he joined in the operation it would come back and bite them at some point.

"Nonsense, da ze!" Korea exclaimed. "Risky business? Secret meetings? A threat? What could all that mean, da ze?!" He fixed the hat. "We must solve this mystery and find out where aniki is! And you're gonna help me, Kirkland-Wang!" "And, like, how do you suppose I do that?" Hong Kong asked sarcastically.

Korea held out another hat and and a notepad.

Hong Kong gave him a glare that was equal to China's dragon-eyed stare. "Like, NO."

Hetalia!

Korea marched out of the basement, now donning a full out Sherlock Holmes outfit (not THAT Sherlock, people).

Hong Kong (who was now wearing the Watson hat and a camera around his neck) looked at Korea with disbelief. "Like, where did you even FIND that outfit?"

"That is irrevelant, da ze!" Korea said dramatically. "Come, for we must solve the Case of the Missing Aniki!"

"Um, news flash," Hong Kong deadpanned, "We don't have any suspects."

"Yes we do, da ze!" Korea replied. "His name starts with E, and ends with "land"!"

Later...

"No, I haven't seen China."

"Aw, come on, da ze!" Korea whined. "We're trying to solve a mystery!"

"Not by my choice," Hong Kong added bluntly.

"While I appreciate your reenacting of one of my most famous book/television show, I haven't seen China since I removed that dragon curse from him," England said rather matter-of-factly.

Korea pouted. "OK, OK. Gamsahabnida, England." With that Korea dragged Hong Kong off.

"NOW where are we going?"

"To our next suspect's place, da ze!" Korea said, an air of determination in his voice. "Don't worry, we're going back to Asia."

Hetalia!

"Gomen ne, Korea-san, but I haven't seen China since I visited two weeks ago," Japan said, a little off-put by how his siblings were dressed.

"Don't act innocent, da ze!" Korea said boisterously. "We're on to you! You kidnapped aniki and are planning to use for for your nefarious schemes, da ze!"

Japan drew back. "I would never do such a thing, though!"

"How do we know you're not hiding?"

Cue Hong Kong giving Korea a good smack in the face with his notepad. "Could you shut up already? Allow me to handle this." Hong Kong looked Japan straight in the face and asked, "Did you take sensei? Is sensei here?"

"No," Japan said simply.

"OK, sorry to bug you," said Hong Kong just as easily, dragging Korea away from Japan's house.

Once they were far away enough, Hong Kong asked, "Any last suspects?"

Korea, though nursing his sore cheek, said cheerfully, "Of course! This one is sure to be right, da ze! But we'll need some coats."

"Coats?"

Hetalia!

"Oh, now I get it."

The duo were trekking through the snows of Moscow, on their way to Russia's house.

"You know, you've had a lot of dumb ideas, Korea, but this one is, like, waaaay at the top of my list now," said Hong Kong, cheeks red from cold.

"Don't be silly, da ze!" Korea said, still cheery as ever. "I know that sneaky Russian got my aniki and we're going to get him back!"

"Ugh."

Eventually, after much wading through thick areas of snowfall, they managed to make it to Russia's castle and knocked. The large white-haired man stuck his head out the door. "Oh, privet, Korea and Hong Kong! What brings you to my house on such a fine day?" Hong Kong actively questioned how this could be considered a "fine day".

"We're here because we knew you took our aniki!" Korea said, giving Russia his best look of defiance.

Russia smiled cutely. "I'm sorry, boys, but I haven't been to China's house in ages! Maybe I should pay him a visit...I miss seeing him look all small and stuff! Ehe!"

Korea sweatdropped. "Uh...how do I know you're trying to throw me off, da ze?"

"Hmm, good question!" said Russia. "Maybe we should ask Mr. Pipe!" He pulled out said lead pipe, still smiling happily.

Both Asians drew back in alarm. "Uh...never mind! We'll keep looking elsewhere, da ze!" With that, Korea grabbed Hong Kong and made a run for it.

"Goodbye!" Russia called after them, waving.

"BIG BROTHER! OUR SHOW IS BACK ON!" shouted a voice from inside.

Russia sighed. "Coming, Belarus."

Hetalia!

Korea and Hong Kong were now back in China, marching shamefully down the path of the bamboo forest. "Uggghhh...why can't I solve this stupid mystery?"

"Probably because there IS no mystery and you're overreacting like you usually do?" Hong Kong asked pointedly, rather annoyed from the hard journey.

"Shut up, da ze."

"Nihao, aru," said a husky voice behind them.

They both whipped around to come face to face with China...

...who now was sporting short hair. No ponytail or anything.

"ANIKI?!"

"MOM?!"

"Where were you?!" Korea exclaimed.

"At the hairdresser's, aru," China replied warily. "I decided to change my style a little bit so I asked them to cut off my ponytail, aru. Do I look OK, aru?"

Hong Kong was a bit too much in shock to say anything, while Korea was marvelling at the fact China looked rather similar to him with shorter hair.

Korea tossed off the Sherlock hat. "Well, back to business, da ze!" He went behind China and threw his hands onto his chest. "Uri nara mansae!"

"CUT IT OUT, ARU!"

((I love these dorks.

Alright, since tomorrow's the weekend, I'll probably be nonstop updating things so be on the lookout. I may spam your inboxes with update notifications. MAYBE.

Anyway, hasta la pasta!))