A/N: It's been a while, hasn't it? I've been so caght up with my 100 ay Challenge that I haven't felt like making anymore of these! But then, this video caught my fancy.

This is Tetris God from CollegeHumor. They're extremely funny, go watch them somtimes!

So, today we have: Ancient Rome (Romulus) as Tetris God and Germania (Legolas - yes, I call him Legolas. Deal with it) as the other random guy who comments on stuff! Nothing bad happens here. No swearing, nothing. So tell your friends because anyone can read this one. Not even France is here!

I DO NOT OWN HETALIA! NOR DO I OWN THE SKETCH TETRIS GOD OR ANYTHING MADE YM THE GUYS FROM . Thank you.


Ivan glanced about the room with a bored expression. There was a fifteen-minute break in this business meeting and already the other heads of multiple companies were storming out of the doors. There wasn't enough time to get lunch in just fifteen minutes, and no one wanted to talk to the giant Russian, so there wasn't much he could do.

He dragged his briefcase from under the table with his foot and placed it onto his lap, trying to find something to pass the time with. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his three co-workers make a mad dash for the door. Ivan rolled his eyes and returned to the depths of his bag.

Well, there was something.

Ivan pulled out an old Tetris game. He couldn't remember when he had shoved the thing in there, but it was a lucky break for sure. At least he wouldn't have to sit in the large room with only a very stoic Ludwig glaring at him.

"What do you have there?"

Ivan glanced up at the garbled English accent to find his competitor's company's head leaning over his shoulder. He couldn't remember what company he was from, but the man's name was Arthur. Arthur Kirkland.

"It is a Tetris game."

"It looks like an old one," Arthur said, taking seat next to the Russian. Ivan only blinked, surprised that someone would actually stay so close to him. To even talk to him.

"Da."

"Oh, look! Someone's going to play Tetris," Romulus sang as he crested the hill to Legolas' house. "I wonder what he will do?" Romulus whistled a random tune as he hopped the last steps ad opened the door. "Heeeellooooo~ Are you home?" The place was dark and there were no noises coming from any rooms. There wasn't eve a peep from the kitchen. "Hey, I wanted to watch; where are you?"

Romulus left in favor of checking the yard. He passed a lush garden of flowers blooming in all colors and he made a note to tease his friend later about it. But, for now, he just wanted to see what he would do to the poor soul playing Tetris right now.

And he found him sitting on a small rise in his backyard, watching the grass wave in the breeze.

"Hey, Legolas! How's it going?"

"Someone is playing," Legolas droned.

"I know! I wanted to watch! Let's see how you'll start, okay?"

"L-block."

"That's a perfect piece! Keep it up!"

"Reverse L-block. T-block."

"Oh, now you're just being mean!"

Legolas shot him a dull glare and sat up straighter. Romulus sighed and settled on the ground next to him, expecting a long game.

"Squiggly!"

"That's such a funny word," Romulus sang. "Sqiggly! You know, my grandson is a very funny-" the Roman hesitated as his friend continued to watch him. "Okay, okay. I'll be quiet."

"T-block."

"You're making a mess now!"

"Square."

"But there's no place for a square piece!"

Ivan frowned, possible positions for the square block firing rapidly in his head. With a small grunt of disapproval, he stuck it on top of the larger stack.

"Are you sure you know how to play this?" Arthur commented.

Ivan had half a mind to glare at him, but he needed to keep his eyes on the small screen for the next block's appearance. He settled for a quick, "Da. I am Russian. We have this game in our blood."

"It must run thinly."

Ivan scowled and quickly moved the reverse squiggly piece to the corner.

"You're torturing him, Legolas! No one could maneuver that piece like that in time- Oh, look, he did! Yay!"

The German frowned. "Reverse L-block."

"We just need a line piece! C'mon, buddy, do it for me? Please? You've been mean enough."

"Square."

"What? No!"

"T-block. T-block. Reverse squiggly."

"Is it because of what I said? I take it back then! This isn't fun to watch anymore!"

"L-block."

"B-but, Legolas." Romulus grabbed his friend's arms, willing him to see his error. "If you really give him that, then he'll have no choice but to plug up that column with it! And then it would be…useless."

Legolas glanced at him and nodded. "Line piece."

The Roman's eyes widened. "No, Legolas! Don't! Anything but that! Are you trying to punish him?"

"Line piece.

"Give him anything!"

"Line piece."

"B-but…"

"Line piece."

"You're so mean!"

"Line piece!"

Ivan growled at the game and threw it back into his brief case with a furious flick of his wrist.

"That was a…good game," Arthur said, slowly standing up. His eyes widened when the man started spewing a river of Russian curses. "Ah…it looks like the meeting is about to start, so…" Arthur dashed around the room and took safety at his own chair on the other side of the room.

"W-what happened, Mr. Braginsky?" Toris said, as the three co-workers retuned to the room. They hadn't wanted to, but Toris had told them how much trouble they would be in with both their boss and the German running the meeting if they didn't show up. That didn't mean they were any happy with re-entering. Raivis and Eduard had to be shoved through the doorway when they say their angry boss.

"Tetris God has forsaken me," Ivan scoffed.

Eduard glanced at Toris uneasily, but all he retuned was a shrug.

Ivan glanced once more at the case before deciding that he wouldn't play it again.

"Look at what you did," Romulus whined. "Now he won't play anymore!"

"It is not my fault he did not do a good job."

"You gave him all the wrong pieces!"

"He used all the wrong moves."

"But, Legolas-"

"There are more people to play Tetris. Now leave my house."