A/N

Time for another chapter...again!

A few reviewers have expressed the concern that AmeBel is taking over the story. I apologize, non-AmeBel fans...but it does kind of confuse me...since the very previous chapter was focused on AmeriPan friendship...I dunno. *laughs* I do have to keep Natalya in character, which means she kind of stalks America, of course, but I do agree that the original focus in on America, not anyone else.

TL;DR: AmeBel is becoming too focused, I will have them still prominent, but there will also be pleeeeeenty of America's Bucket List.

Also, I was totally thinking of Regular Show and Adventure Time and Growing Up Cullen while I did this. The Awesome Trio is Awesome.

I feel like such a hipster.

I DID THE BROFIST BEFORE (PINKIE)PEWDIEPE MADE IT POPULAR.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

(Prussia's POV)

"This meeting of the Awesome Trio will now come to order!" Prussia declared as he slammed his gravel down on the table. The other two members, Denmark and America, nodded very seriously. Prussia shuffled his papers, then steepled his fingers and gave an analytic look over his hands, to the other members of his Awesome Trio.

"First order of business. How is your Quest for your Tsundere? Have any of you made any progress?" Prussia asked. Immediately, Denmark's hand shot in the air, and he jumped up like a small child in school.

"Ooooooh, oooooh, pick me, pick me!" Denmark cried out as he jumped up and down. Prussia gave him a grin, then deliberately turned to America.

"Do you have anything to report, Al?" Prussia asked. Both he and Al exchanged impish grins at the indignant cry that emanated from the Dane. Alfred stood up with a dramatic flourish, almost French in the way he held himself, and Prussia laughed at the image of Alfred as part of Prussia's other trio.

"I have awesome news! My tsundere finally likes me!" Alfred said happily, earning a hi-five from the (easily distracted) Dane. Prussia lept on top of the table, scattering the (blank) papers everywhere, and leaving dirt prints on the mahogany table that was used for World Meetings.

He added an extra print, just to drive his brother and Specs crazy.

"THAT'S TOTALLY AWESOME!" Both Mathias and Gilbert yelled in unison, before grinning at each other and exchanging further hi-fives for talking in sync. Alfred laughed, and partook in the Traditional Awesome Brofist.

"Dude, how did you do it?" Gilbert asked, leaning close with curiosity. Alfred made a sheepish grin.

"Well, when she was upset, I comforted her and told her I loved her and-"

"Wait, so England's a chic? Those eyebrow-things are on a chic?" Mathias interrupted, his eyes bugging out and his jaw dropping in pure horror. "I mean, there is no freaking way that dude is a chic! No way!"

"Think about it, it makes sense, doesn't it?" Gilbert asked, turning to him. "I mean, look at Yao...he so totally looks like a chic, I even tried to hit on him when I first met him as the Little Awesome Me, so why wouldn't someone do the other way around? Maybe those brows are drawn or glued on...the dude always has a pen in his pocket, maybe he uses it!"

"Yeah..." Mathias added thoughtfully. "He does have womanly legs and hips...and he's like two feet tall...and he wears hi-heels...and he was so like a mom to everyone...everyone did him...he could be a woman..."

"Not to mention that he bitches like one! Oooooooh!" Mathias cut in. Both he and Gilbert burst into laughter while they did yet another Traditional Awesome Brofist.

In the background, America proceeded to curl up and die while he listened to his two broskis talk about Iggy. He was tempted to whip out his phone and record them talking, but he decided that it would go against the Bro Code, and instead he just decided to save this goldmine for himself.

"Dude...doesn't that make so much sense, though? The guy pouts...he goes on about fairies and unicorns...he was everybody's mom...he sews...he cooks...he is SO a woman! Al, is he actually a woman? Does he wear bandages and shit like Mulan?" Gilbert asked. America held up his hand, signaling for them to wait while he finished dying in the corner. After a moment, America stood up, before once more bursting into laughter while he saw how serious they all looked.

"No, guys...I'm talking about Belarus!"

"BELARUS? ARE YOU CRAZY? WHAT THE HELL?" Mathias yelled. Alfred laughed again.

"Guys, I'm serious. She's really sweet and nice and pretty and protective and-"

"Batshit crazy!" Prussia cut in. America suddenly faced him, and, for once in his life, he looked dead serious.

"No. She isn't."

"...okay, man. Calm down..." Prussia replied, wincing at the death glare given to him. America suddenly smiled again.

"It's cool. Um, how about you and Hungary?" America asked. Gilbert winced.

"Not good, bro...I tried to bring her flowers, like you guys asked, but she thought I was making fun of her."

"What? That's insane!" Mathias cut in. "I brought Norge flowers, and he totally took them!"

"What kind were they?" Gilbert asked. Mathias proudly straightened up.

"Roses."

"White ones?"

"Yep."

"Norge gave them to Swede, who gave them to Finland." Gilbert replied. Mathias dramatically fell to his knees.

"WHYYYYYY?" he cried out.

Alfred laughed, and Prussia lept upon the table, clapping his hands.

"Okay, meeting over! Now let's go crash the EU meeting again!" he cried out. The three Awesome Members joined him in a fist-pump.

"What are we going to do this time?" Mathias asked, trying to regain his pride. Gilbert gave a mischievous grin.

"MANKINI MODELING PARTY!"

A/N This is a rather silly one, but I hope you guys enjoy!