Hetalia units: Not-so-fond Memories
OC-centric chapter of them at school. Nosy units everywhere! Kind of experimenting with writing in 3rd person so let me know how it reads

As any other day would begin, Gilbert was simply lazing about on the couch waiting for Mal to wake up and make him breakfast before doing whatever the hell humans did from day to day. The same thing as always really.

But this was Mal's house. So what happens next is-

"SPRING CLEANING~!"

Typical.

"...You must be high if you think I'm getting up to help you clean."

"Aw, c'mon Gilbert! It's an adventure to clean up the house! You never know what you might find," the redhead replied cheerfully. Even if he was bored out of his skull, nothing would make him get up to clean unless-

"But I've got all these awesome tapes and pictures of us from when we were kids!"

The greatest way to embarrass them all just so happened to come along. Gilbert smirked like the creep that he was and sat up, almost launching Gilbird off his chest. "Alright, sure. I'll lend you a hand."

"Great! Cuz there's tons to do and I got us more help!"

"Who?"

He really didn't need to ask again when he heard something hammer violently at the door. Of course he'd get his friends to come over SOMEHOW.

"Cooooomiiiing~," he sang, prancing over to let them in. Gilbert could already see faces snickering in the window and, as if on cue, YenKin appeared in the doorway with a smug look on his face.

"Told you he flew."

"Whaaaat? I don't fly!"

"Where's the food you promised Pepe," Vilkas asked with casual bluntness before shoving past Mal and into the house as midget Russia and Chibitalia dispersed into the room to wreak havoc.

"We're gonna order pizza after we do some cleaning!"

"...Clever girl."

"I'm not a girl!"

"Pepes don't have a gender, remember Vil?"

"Oh yeah..."

Mal flailed around a bit more before being dragged off to the back of the house to get him to actually start the cleaning they were supposedly here for, and a few other guests were finally able to enter the house.

"Having yet another gender debate," Britain questioned warily, as if their attention would suddenly be turned onto them at the drop of a hat.

"Looking that way. Hey, how'd they rope you into coming, little master?"

Austria glowered at him for the remark and Japan immediately stepped in, sensing the rising tension.

"We were all a little curious to see how they were when they were younger. Yen-san has told me much about their "kawaii kon" adventures."

"The kon discussion's gonna have to wait a bit Kiku. Pepe's got us sorting through his DVDs," Yen called as he dragged out a large box filled with disks and cassette tapes into the living room.

"Yenny, we're taking the books now!"

"Coming Lin!"

About two hours and a living room full of books, papers and CDs later, the pizza was finally ordered and arrived with just five minutes to spare.

"Damn," Vilkas muttered as the delivery guy left, counting his money. "I thought he'd get lost for sure."

"Val, stop trying to scam the delivery guys out of their money. That's bachi if I ever saw it."

"You just think he's hot."

Caligo stood there, slightly red in the face and gritted teeth. "Dude was how many years younger than us?!"

"Oh relax Cal! He was just joking!"

Mal made the fatal error of actually touching her which almost resulted in a foot to his gut if his offering of a can of Dr. Pepper hadn't appeased her thirst for the blood of soda.

"Hey Pepe," Prussia called, obviously getting nosy and poking through the heaps of things they were still sorting through.

"I'm not a-"

"Denial," Vilkas sighed as if it were routine.

The Prussian was quick to snatch up a black hard cover book with wispy gold writing on it and opened it randomly to the first page it would turned to.

"What's this?"

"Oh hey, that's my yearbook! What year is that?"

"Our senior year, Pepe. When the design wasn't so lame ass."

"Cuz your background design got picked that year," Mavi muttered, tossing shade like a pro in YenKin's direction.

"So just a bunch of writing and pictures? That's not as awesome as I thought it would be."

Austria snatched the book from Prussia's hands with a smug smile similar to Mavi's as he flipped through the glossy pages. "A picture is worth a thousand words Gilbert."

Or perhaps just silence.

Both the Austrian and Prussian were suddenly enthralled in the menagerie of pictures in the book, though the others had no idea which ones.

"Mal, you guys had some hot chicks back in your school," Prussia cackled as Austria turned the page and Japan practically stood on the tips of his toes to see until it was lowered slightly. Prussia suddenly threw Mavi a lecherous smirk when he finally looked up from the book before he was smacked in the face by a pouting Italy in her arms. "You should wear things like this more often Madchen!"

"Go to hell Gilbert!"

Normally, he would've been smacked at least six times for a comment like that but by the looks of it, pizza had saved his skull the trauma.

"I must admit you all look remarkably different in these pictures. How many years has it been, Yen-san?"

YenKin stopped his devouring-of-worlds eating spree and thought for a moment while Vilkas took the chance to pick a piece of pizza right off his plate. "I think five or six years, give or take."

"Looks like you guys took a step or two down since then."

That time, the albino was less than lucky at avoiding a beating. Mal, surprisingly, rolled his eyes while shaking his head. "There was less to worry about when we were teenagers." The room suddenly filled with murmurs of agreement and an awkward air that even Prussia couldn't miss. Obviously there was some sour memory behind this yearbook.

England cleared his throat the second Prussia was about to open his mouth again, not trusting him to watch his own tongue when the obnoxious clatter of tapes falling to the ground buried Chibitalia and Russia buried alive.

"Otets! What is?"

"Hm?"

"Hey! That's from when I got that camcorder," Mal yelled excitedly, plucking the tape from Russia's tiny hands.

"I remember that dinky thing," Caligo muttered. "Which tape is it?"

Mal flipped the tape over several times to several different angles but still looked confused as ever when he gave her a shrug. "All it says is...Markus can eat a- Oh, I better not read that out loud."

YenKin suddenly choked on his soda when everyone turned his way before giving Vilkas and Caligo a bug eyed look of sheer horror. "Dude..! Don't you guys remember?! That was Markus Rodell's senior grad party!"

"Markus had a party? I thought it was for Leena?"

"No. Leena was the one who crashed it, remember," Mavi hissed from behind the rim of her soda can.

"What the bloody hell are you all talking about?"

"Enough chitchat! Just play the damn tape!" Prussia snatched it out of Mal's hand and proceeded to shove it into the VCR on the shelf below the TV, button mashing the poor device. "Why won't it play?!"

No one said anything as little Italy walked up to the TV set and pressed the power button... Prussia decided to smack himself that time.

~Video~

"Oh Yenny~! Smile for the camera!"

"Augh! Back off you creepy camera wielding Pepe!"

A black blur shot across the screen while a creepy laughter was caught in the background and the camera suddenly focused on a busty blonde with a tight, bouncy ponytail and the unmistakable "gangsta" Lin in a plaid jacket with a rose patterned dry fit t-shirt. A pair of black framed sunglasses (much like the pair she wore presently) blocked her eyes but she held an obvious laid back smile on her face that made her seem just too cool for anything.

YenKin, with all his black clothes, was actually ducking behind the girl in bell bottom jeans and a white vest standing next to the tallest boy anyone had ever seen in tan cargo shorts and a red t-shirt. Wavy black locks and slicked back chestnut hair framed the respective faces of the two, though their pissed off/irritated expressions easily identified them as Caligo and Vilkas.

(Prussia and the others were completely dumbstruck, Russia was now hugging Vilkas's leg and squealing about "how cool otets looks" while no one even saw Austria or Japan's reaction...)

"Aw, lighten up you guys! We got invited to the party of the year!"

"No, you got invited," Caligo corrected the cameraman with as much sass as possible.

"But Markus said you could come!"

"Yeah, yeah...We can't just leave you alone if Leena's there too."

"Why do you hate her Vil?"

"Cuz she's a creepy boy eating stalker and the stalker part is MY job." Vilkas' face was filled with pure distain toward the aforementioned girl and there was no helping Caligo's attitude on the subject either.

The camera suddenly turned to Mal, wearing a pair of cheap plastic 2009 shaped glasses that looked painfully awkward on his face, "Thank you Caligo and Vilkas for your ever charming remarks. And now, TO THE PARTY!"

Sarcastically spoken, no one would've guessed that the graduation party would be a writhing mess of teenagers moshing in small areas to the blaring music and drinking until they lost all sense of reality. In fact, they wouldn't have guessed that the party would even still be on considering Mr. and Mrs. Rodell were still at home.

"Oh, Mal! Fancy seeing you here!"

"Heya Leena! How's it going," Mal chirped happily above the blaring music and focused the camera on a rosy cheeked sandy blonde girl in a peach colored bikini and holding a couple of beers.

"Whats with all the clothes," she asked in a painfully flirtatious manner before handing one of the drinks to him.

"Didnt figure on going swimming, y'know? I don't drink by the way, hehe."

"Aw, c'mon, silly! It's a party!"

"Hey Pepe! They have a pool table!"

"Awesome! Really?!" The camera flipped and turned awkwardly for a few minutes before refocusing on Lin leaning against a pool stick and Mavi proceeding to nail the guy behind her in the rear whilst making a shot.

"Alright! Corner pocket," she announced with a grin as the boy hit the floor. It went on like this for about 20 more minutes or so before Mavi left for some reason and the camera picked up the slightest whisper from behind it.

"Where's Caligo and Vil?" The picture cut out with a burst of static for a moment before switching back to a scene of two girls squaring off by a pool and Mal (assuming he was still the one behind the camera) pushing his way through the crowd of mostly drunk teenagers riling up the fighters.

"Oh shit man..."

"What? What is it?"

"I found Cal." YenKin's face went pale as he spoke and Lin looked like she was already on edge and the fight was only just getting started.

"Bitch please! That THING is a man stealing-"

"Says the stereotypical cheerleader going after the school's quarterback! So shut it you tramp!"

"C-Cal! Its ok, let's just go..!"

Leena just gave her a cocky smirk and Caligo growled like some sort of feral animal with looks that should have made her drop dead, the latter completely soaked from head to toe. ("Oh! Cat fight!" "Shut up Gil!")

"Why not let Mal decide then?"

"WHAT," he suddenly shouted. The camera tumbled around for a few minutes while he screamed random things before it focused in on YenKin's face as he shook Mal senseless.

"Pepe you dense idiot," he hissed, "Leena's been flirting with you for the past year!"

"H-Haha! No way man! She's just really friendly!"

They hardly noticed the gathered crowd go quiet and the camera, although upside down now, caught the stunned expression of the young girl and better yet, her pissed off looking brother.

"You player! You said you liked me," she stuttered as if she were about to cry.

"What's with you, Mal? Think you can get away with leading my sister on like that? I thought you had some decency."

YenKin's black jacket suddenly blocked the camera and Mal, his voice calm yet somehow still filled with fear as he spoke, "Hey, be cool Markus. This is just a little misunderstanding."

"Don't tell me to be cool you emo freak."

"Hey! That's totally uncalled for, Markus! Look, I'm sorry if I hurt her feelings but I just didn't see it. She's cool and all but I don't like Leena like that..."

Everything was silent for a moment as if the tension had passed until Markus's voice came out as a low, venomous hiss. "I think you and your friends should leave. Scram before things get ugly."

"Markus, honestly. I-"

"Let it go. You know he's not gonna listen..."

("Почему говорят, что отец?"

"Later, Ivan.")

The screen went black save for some whispers in the background before it all became white noise...

-Normal-

The others weren't sure what to say to the young adults now milling about the kitchen, practically devoid of emotion as Chibitalia shut off the VCR and TV.

"So what the heck happened back there?"

"Markus and I never spoke again after that," Mal simply stated as if the turn of events had no effect on him whatsoever. Then again, it HAD been years since that day.

"Mavi-chan is a good ragazza," Chibitalia cooedd as he hugged the blonde's leg in an overly affectionate manner.

"You all seem to have very drastic personality changes from then on though," Japan stated, noting the white jacket that YenKin currently wore rather than the skull printed black one in the video and the much more masculine and almost professional dress of some of his friends.

"High school was very annoying," Lin muttered, taking a large sip of her soda.

"You still act like life is annoying."

"Sometimes it is when you have to live with shit like that following you around all your life."

"But, y'know, you get better and move on as you get older, right," Mal said as he tossed the tape to Lin who proceeded to crack it in half and tossed it to Caligo and Mavi who held open the tin lid as it fell into the trash can.

"You guys can go home if you like. I think I can handle the cleaning from here~"

"Are you sure, Mal? You know most of us really don't have anything better to do on a Saturday afternoon, right?"

"Yenny old buddy, you REALLY need to get a social life," he retorted, throwing his friend a good ways off of the subject, "But yeah, I'm sure~. Don't worry about me, honest!"

Vilkas was the first to go, scooping up little Russia and looking a little more than put off if one looked closely at the way his eyes narrowed. Caligo and Austria followed, the former having been the Russian boy's ride to Mal's house in the first place and Lin soon followed with England. Mavi walked home with Chibitalia in hand, leaving YenKin along with Japan stayed back to help their friend clean up the mess.

"Yen-san, Mal-san... If you do not mind my saying so, you both seem very... Changed, from your younger selves in that video. More positive, I guess."

"Yeah. What happened with you and that unawesome stalker chick and her brother?"

"You mean Leena and Markus? We just stopped hanging out and whatnot," he murmured before turning and smiling at Prussia, "And thanks to that, I got a chance to get closer to my real best friend, right Yenny~?"

He gave the other boy a friendly-maybe a little too touchy feely-nudge with his elbow and leered only slightly in the most innocent manner there could be.

"Paper thin, Pepe. Paper thin."

Even though he looked hurt, Mal was actually laughing and YenKin couldn't suppress a grin. 'I guess these humans can be pretty awesome after all,' Prussia thought with his signature laugh, for once, leaving things as it was and watching the two enjoy each other's company.