Chapter 14

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Doctor Who?

"-and then Luddy beat off about twenty of 'em! It was so cool! Luddy's so forte Ve~!" (Strong – Italian) I had just finished telling everyone about what Luddy had done!

"Really, Felicia I didn't do that much! I just punched a couple of them, not twenty. I don't even think there where twenty of them to start with." The German protested; blushing as everyone turned to stare at him.

"She's just a born story-teller." Lovi muttered grumpily, "She can make anything sound like a heroic battle between good and evil, literally, once Antonio saved a sandwich from falling on the floor and the next day she told everyone she knew in the village that he'd saved me from starving to death!"

"I was just exaggerating a little…" I pouted, "Anyway, you hugged him afterwards!"

"No I did not! You stupido idiota! He saved the Tomatoes! I was emotional at the time!" I giggled at my cussing sister.

"Lovi, Ve~! You're so funny!" still giggling I sat down in the seat next to Luddy, the huge grin never leaving my face.

"No I'm freaking not! Anyway, who else is hungry?" Lovi scowled.

"I am!" the Hungarian giggled.

"Funny," Lovi stated dryly, "I meant is anyone else in need of food."

"I am! Iggy! Go make me a sammich!" the American pleaded.

"No, for the last time Amelia I will not make you a 'sammich' maybe if I knew what one was I might consider it!" suddenly a loud ding sounded from his coat pocket, why he still had is coat on I would never know. He jumped slightly and searched his pocket, pulling out a large gadget thing.

"Ah ha! I knew it!" he yelled, then looked up at us, "Oh, this is my Timey-Wimey detector; it goes ding when there's stuff."

"What the hell is a freakin' Timey-Wimey detector?" Amy shouted.

"This is." He pointed to the thing in his left hand and carried on fiddling with it, "It detects anyone who's travelled in time, involuntarily, by Wibbly-wobbly Timey-Wimey stuff! But it has one side effect, It boils an egg at thirty paces, whether you want it to or not."

"What the hell." Was all Amelia could say, to confused to construct any other kind of sentence.

"Oh, sorry, yeah, the Doctor gave it to me. Yes, he had a thing for yogurt." With everyone still holding blank faces he sighed heavily, "Ok to put it the long way; He's a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. He's 903 years old. If there's danger, he's the man who's going to save your life - and everyone on your planet. Got a problem with that?"

"Arthur? Is he another one of you 'magical friends'?" Amelia asked, holding in laughter.

"No, no he's not! If you want me to prove it then fine, just give me a second." He pulled out another, smaller, device from his pocket just as he did so the 'Timey-Wimey detector' started to 'ding' pretty profusely. "Holy shit!" Arthur yelled.

"What? What's wrong? Why is the Timey-Wimey-thing doing that? ARTHUR WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Amelia screamed, eyes widening as the siren got louder.

"Shut up Amelia Freedom Jones or I'll do it for you! Ok, everybody calm down, we don't even know-," he cut himself off, eyes widening at he looked at the detector, he cursed under his breath and started pressing a load of buttons. "No! No, no, no, no, no, no! Stupid fabric of time being so fragile! Ok, Arthur calm yourself, ok. Call the Doctor. Yes that should help!" he pressed a load of buttons on the unnamed device and with a loud bang the room started to spin. Everyone was screaming, except for Arthur who was standing in the middle of the room collectedly. I latched onto the closest thing in the room, Ludwig. His arms encased me, holding me closer as I kept on screaming.

With a jerk the room stopped spinning abruptly, and there next to Arthur, in the middle of the room, was an old English, police phone box.

*Cue 10th Doctor theme song* (BTW I don't know how Rose acts so excuse the OOC-ness)

The door to the phone box opened and a guy in a long brown trench coat and a blue suite stepped out, he had a rather charming smile on his face, speaking of which was quite handsome. His hair was short and unkempt, his eyes were light brown, a pair of glasses framing them.

"I'm The Doctor, by the way, if anyone was interested." He stated, all of the girls in the room visibly melting at his captivating British accent.

"Doctor who?" Amelia asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Just the Doctor." he shrugged, Amy raised an eyebrow.

"What, people call you 'The Doctor'?" she questioned disbelievingly.

"Yeah, is there something wrong with that? Hey, you're asking me my name but I don't know any of your names, well except for you Arthur, I already know you. Wait! You, Miss. Answer-Me-Back, must be Amelia F. Jones." He winked, "Arthur talks about you. A lot actually, he just goes on and on and on and-," he was interrupted by a scowling, red-in-the-face-ed England. "Sorry, yes please tell me your names."

"This is; Francis, Gilbert, Antonio, Elizaveta, Lovina, Felicia, Ludwig, Ivan, Sakura and the sleeping one is Heracles." Arthur summed up, turning to everyone in turn.

"Well Pleased to meet you; Francis, Gilbert, Antonio, Elizaveta, Lovina, Felicia, Ludwig, Ivan, Sakura and the sleeping one Heracles! Right, to my companion, will you get out of the TARDIS please?!" A blond-haired girl with brown eyes stepped out; she wore a leather jacket, pink top and jeans.

"Yes, Doctor?" she grinned at all of us.

"Wow! I'm surprised you can fit both of you in there!" Amelia voiced everyone else's thoughts.

"Well the TARDIS is bigger on the inside, so it's kind of expected. With all the Wibbly-Wobbly Timey-Wimey Stuff." The Doctor shrugged.

"Why are we here again?" The girl piped up, catching The Doctor's attention.

"Oh right, Rose this is everyone, everyone this is Rose! Ok now everyone's acquainted, Arthur what happened?" as they started to talk about the Timey-Wimey detector we all questioned Rose.

"Are you the Doctor's Girlfriend?" Amelia asked, waggling her eyebrows.

"No! NO! No! The Doctor and I are just friends!" Rose chuckled nervously. "What about you and Arthur? Anything going on?" (Cue de Ohonohonohonohon~!)

"Shut it Frog! No! Nothing is happening with me and Artie! He's well all proper and I'm just... plain old me. Even if I wanted something to happen it most defiantly wouldn't." Amelia muttered, looking down at the floor. Francis cleared his throat and Amelia jumped into her usual bubbly self again.

"So Iggy can you make me a sammich now?" if this were a cartoon then steam would surely be pouring out of Arthur's ears by now.

"For the last time Amelia I will not make you a bloody sammich! Bloody wanker!" the blond growled, turning back to The Doctor.

"Can we keep the language to a PG please? Anyway! The fabric of time, as you know, has gone fragile again, so if you wouldn't mind let's get to fixing it! Right! Fist we should probably detect the problem! Sonic a 'la Doctor!" he pulled out a silvery pen-like object with a green flashy-thing on the top of it, he moved it around the room as a strange buzzing sound sprang from it.

"What's that?" Amy questioned.

"Why must you ask so many questions? It's a Screwdriver, a Sonic one to be exact! Now! No, not over here… what to do? What to-," He was cut off by the thing going haywire; the buzzing got higher pitched and louder as it reached Ivan. The Doctor scowled and waved the Screwdriver over Ivan. "A lot of bad energy coming from you Mr…" He looked at a small note-pad and then back up at Ivan, "Braginski. Yes well, you're not hiding anything are you?"

"Niet Mr. Doctor, why would I do that?" He asked, his violet eyes hardening creepily, I shivered and clung closer to Ludwig.

"Because you're a Commie, Commie!" Amelia shouted, pointed at him and laughed deafeningly.

"Why don't you say that again, Comrade? I am no longer a Communist." He smiled at her and turned back to The Doctor, "Now Mr. Doctor, you should carry on with your search, Da?"

"It's just The Doctor. Not Mr. Doctor." He muttered, "Yes well, I think someone is messing with time! Rose! We have our heading! Let's go! Sorry we were stuck in the 1660's for a while! Rose! Man the TARDIS! Set sail for exactly," He paused and looked at his Sonic Screwdriver, "1989! A girl named Olivia is calling some kind of distress signal! Well good bye, Auf Wiedersehen, au revoir, Adiós, Arrivederci, and all those other fancy goodbyes nobody uses these days!" They ran to the TARDIS and within seconds it was gone.

Everyone just stared at the spot where the time-travelling, blue, British, police phone box once was. Something seemed wrong; I frowned slightly and looked round the room, scratching my chin as I did so.

"Where did that stupido tomato bastard go?" Lovina scowled, searching the room with her eyes as she spoke, "He was right next to me a minuet ago."

"Yeah… and where's Gil? I swear the idiot didn't leave my side the whole time The Doctor was here." Lizzie stated, her eyebrows almost meeting as she racked her brain for where the Albino could've gotten to.

"What about Francis? That perv is always with them, I bet they sneaked onto the Tardist or something." The American pondered, her 'Nantucket' bobbing atop her wheat coloured hair.

"Tardist? Do you mean TARDIS?" Arthur raised a caterpillar, "Why are we adding a 'T' on the end?"

"Oh, who gives a damn other than you Arthur?" Amy brushed him off and rolled her eyes. I looked up at Ludwig to see him shaking his head.

"Mein Bruder idiotisch is most likely messing up more of the Fabric of Time, being the dummkopf he is." He sighed heavily and looked down at me. "You really do remind me of a close friend of mine."

"I hope that's a good thing, Ve. I know we only just met and all but it feels like I've known you forever, Luddy." I beamed up at the German, my curl bouncing as I nodded to prove that my words were true.

Prussia's POV

Our predicament was rather funny actually, but let's start from the beginning.

*Cue Rewind button*

Whilst Amelia and Ivan were arguing I slipped away from Elizaveta's side and motioned for Antonio and Francis to follow me. We silently made our way to the TARDIS and slunk inside.

"Keseseseses~!" I chuckled quietly as Francis meddled with various switches and controls on the bigger-on-the-inside-Timey-Wimey-travelling-TARDIS . I fished Gilbird out from the depths of my hair and held him up so he could get a better look at the various objects in front of him, "This is Awesome, don't you think Gilbird?"

"Peep!" the yellow puffball agreed.

"Awesome, mon ami does not begin to explain it! It iz wondrous! Ohonohonohon~! What 'ave we 'ere?" (Sorry had to put the accent in, makes it WAY more France-like) Francis strode over to a case the name 'Rose Tyler' was attached to the handle of the small holder. The Frenchmen started to rummage through the bag, Tonio and I rolled our eyes as he did so.

"Really Mi Amigo? You just couldn't help yourself could you?" There was a loud 'Ah HA!' from his direction and he straightened up, his ever-so-perverted smile imprinted onto his face.

"What now Francis?" I asked blankly. He held up a piece of black clothing and began to laugh his creepy French laugh. The Spaniard and I took a step closer to get a better look at the item.

A pair of black panties.

Peals of laughter erupted from our mouths, I was laughing so hard I actually fell to the floor, clutching my stomach. Now if you have no idea what the hell we were laughing at then you my friend are very naïve but if you know exactly what we're laughing at; you my friend have passed the 'Dirty-mind' test and have passed. (If you still haven't got it there'll be an A/N at the end! Props to the people who've figured it out!)

The loud creak of a door opening jolted us from our girlish giggles, Francis shoved the undergarments into the suitcase and we hastily found a hiding place big enough for all three of us. The girl (Rose was it) stepped in and started to turn different switches on the dash-board (It's the closest thing I could think of ok?) and the TARDIS roared to life. The Doctor was in soon after and they started up the time-machine.

"Sacrebleu!" Francis muttered, "Zey will not notice us! Maybe we should zay zomzing?"

"Nien!" I whisper-shouted, "If we do that then we could get thrown into some random time-vortex and be murdered by Prussian Pirates or something!"

"Hey Amigo, why are they Prussian? Why can't they be Spanish! I did used to be a pirate you know!" Antonio pouted, crossing his arms over his chest childishly.

"It doesn't matter whether they're Prussian, English or freakin' Bulgarian! The point it that we could get massacred!" sighing in exasperation I rolled my eyes at the Spaniard. Whilst our juvenile arguments had occurred we hadn't seen The Doctor and Rose sneak up behind us.

"It's awfully quiet, don't you zink Mon Amis? Do you zink zey 'ave noticed us?" the blond questioned.

"I don't know, what do you think Rose?" a very British accent smirked as we all but screamed like girls.

"Mien Gott! What are trying to do? Kill me to death!?" I yelled, clutching my chest as my heart pounded.

"You could 'ave murdered zis beautiful face, Mon Cher! What were you zinking?" Francis's once perfectly pristine hair was slightly tousled, the fright brining him, for once, away from his looks and into the real world.

"Dios mío, mi amigo! Casi me dio un ataque al corazón! I juro!" (My God, My Friend! You almost gave me a heart attack! I swear it!) Antonio shrieked; his dark green eyes wide with fear.

"Sorry boys, but we aren't the ones who stowed away on your TARDIS; actually, it's the other way around funnily enough!" The Doctor grinned, "Let me guess… Antonio?"

"Sí." The Doctor turned to the Frenchmen.

"Francis?" He nodded.

"Oui!" then he turned to me.

"Gilbert, Yes they are your names but! They're not your real names are they? No I'm quite right, they're not! Yes that's the answer, but my friends, what is the question to that answer? Just like the answer to life the universe and everything! Which is 42 by the way, but as the mice rightly state, that can't be the answer, but it is! Because they actually don't know the question!" we blinked blankly at him, an awkward silence filling the room.

"Um, Doctor?" Rose whispered, "I hardly understood that and I'm your partner, I honestly don't think they understand."

"Oh right well, what I mean is Antonio, Francis and Gilbert aren't your names are they?" he sniffed and took off his glasses, "I think they're: Spain, France and Prussia."

"'Ow did you know?" Francis interrogated, his eyes widening with incredulousness.

"Ja, you un-Awesome Doctor, how did you know about us?" I pressed, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Well it could be the fact that I'm a 903 year old Time-Lord who literally knows everything about anything. Or it could be that Arthur told me." He shrugged, "Who knows?"

"Um… you do?" the brunette blinked slightly unsure of the question The Doctor had just asked, I think his brain was still frazzled from the '42' speech.

"Anyway," I urged, "Could you maybe take us back?"

"Well I could, it's easy enough really, so yes I could. But the real question you should be asking is: 'Will you take us?' now that's entirely different question, but the answer is still, good for you, yes. Buckle up boys, I like taking short cuts!" we all gave him weird looks.

"Do you have-," Rose cut me off.

"An obsession with monologues? I think so." She giggled and grinned. The Frenchmen then took out his 'weapons', his 'weapons' being a flirtatious smirk and a wink, and advanced his 'attack' on the poor girl. As soon as we saw what was happening Tonio and I face palmed.

"Ohonohonohonohon~! You are très belle, no?" Rose raised an eyebrow.

"What?" Francis frowned slightly.

"I said 'You are très belle' it means 'You are very Beautiful'." He explained.

"I know what it means; I'm not an idiot. But, why are you telling me this?" she flicked her hair over her shoulder and waited for a response.

"No reason, I just thought I might tell you." He pouted and walked back over to us. Antonio and I were almost on the floor in hysterical fits of laughter.

"Mi amigo, that was way funnier than the time when you almost undressed Eliza, Gilbert!" He giggled; I stood and glared at him.

"Hey! I swore you guys to secrecy! I thought she was a boy ok! It wasn't my fault! She even thought she was a boy!" I snapped, "Besides, she gave me a concussion for it so we're even."

"I'm not going to ask." Rose muttered, suddenly the doors opened and we were shoved out.

"Nice meeting you! Right Rose!" The Doctor yelled, charging back into the TARDIS.

"Muchas gracias, Doctor, Rose! Sorry for Francis!" the Spaniard called after them, waving happily.

"Ja, Danke!" I followed suit and gave a short nod.

"Oui, oui, merci!" he blew a kiss and flipped his hair.

"Keseseseses~! That was hilarious!" I grinned about a minute after the TARDIS had disappeared.

"Oh yes, absolutely hilarious Gilbert Beilschmidt." I visibly winced, Elizaveta. She was not happy.

"Side-splitting Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, Pomodoro Bastardo!" Lovina hissed, and Antonio joined the flinching. Francis chuckled and started to stroll off.

"Not so fast Frenchie!" Amelia yelled, Francis paled.

"Ha, ha! Hey Amelia, how are you?" The American scoffed, due to Francis being Maddie's 'legal carer' Amelia was very strict on him. Well as strict as she gets.

"Don't even think about it Frog!" she snapped, 'oh no, Amelia's in big sis' mode' I thought, gulping slightly.

"Hey Lizzie!" I tried.

"Don't you 'hey Lizzie' me!" she raised her frying pan ready to strike, but then started to squeal, I gave her a weird look and looked behind me to see a very adorable, very angelic, very cute; Felicia. The West walked in holding a plate of wurst, upon seeing Feli he dropped the plate and his jaw followed it, hitting the floor.

"F-Felicia?" he stammered, eyes widening at her attire, she was wearing a pink baggy top and a pair of loose-fitting pants, and was holding a pink blanket in her right hand. She looked about six not sixteen.

"Ve~ Hey Luddy! I was going to as sorella to tuck me in but she seems busy!" she looked over to her sister who was wrangling a certain Spaniards neck causing her curl to droop and her bottom lip to jut out, "Wait! Could you tuck me in Luddy? Ve~ Please?"

"Ur… um… I y-yes … ok sure…" he stuttered, a small 'Yay!' escaped her lips and West followed after her to the doorway. As he was passing me I smacked his back and laughed.

"Keseseseses~! Go get 'em tiger!" he glared at me venomously and carried on towards the sleepy Italian.

"Ohonohonohonoh~! Do not stay in zere to long Mon Ami!" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at my little brother and the rest of us bust out laughing as he was glared at by both an angry Italian and an embaressed German.

Germany's POV (YAY! Luddy!)

After I had escaped Mien Bruder and his idiotic friends I followed Felicia up the stairs. Her room was cute but plain, it had a bed near the window with the Italian flag on it, a desk sat next to it; a few books and fairytales were placed there. Feli sat on the bed with her pink blanket clutched in her right hand, her left was rubbing at her eye sleepily; she dropped her hand and yawned widely.

"Luddy, Ve?" I nodded as if to tell her to go on, "Grazie again for saving me. I really needed a Hero, Ve…" she let her sentence hang and drowsily climbed under her covers. She looked so peaceful when she was like this, half asleep, not the busy, slightly annoying, loud Italian she was in the day, but a more angelic Italian Angel. "Can you turn the light off, Luddy?"

"Ja." I quickly flicked the switch and the room was bathed in darkness, the only light emanating from the hallway and the moonlight.

"Luddy? Can you do one last thing, Ve?" She paused to yawn again, "Can I have a goodnight kiss?"

"Huh? What?" I was slightly alarmed by what the soporific girl was asking me to do, kiss her? (If you don't know what soporific means read Beatrix Potter (Nope not Harry Potter) ;3) I'd only just met Felicia today. But within that time I had saved her life, plus, there was something about her that was… familiar… she reminded me of someone. Almost like something from a long lost dream. As if she'd read my mind the Italian muttered something;

"Grandpa Romulus … always used to kiss me and Lovi goodnight…" Romulus… where had I heard that name before? Oh well it didn't matter now.

"Oh, okay." I whispered. I bent down to her and quickly pressed my lips to her forehead; she smiled in her sleep and snuggled deeper into her covers. I brushed the hair off of her face and quickly left the room, my heart was beating at an enormous rate. What was wrong with me? As soon as I'd opened the door I heard running footsteps, I raised an eyebrow and quietly closed the door, making my way down the stairs. I walked into the living room to find everyone acting suspiciously casual.

"You where all listening weren't you?" I sighed and massaged my temples as they all nodded sheepishly. I looked up at the clock, it was around 3 in the morning now and everyone was obviously tired.

"C'mon everyone, we should all get some sleep." After a few groans and light glares everyone agreed with me. We started towards our respective rooms when suddenly a loud shout of; "MAPLE!" came from somewhere upstairs. Amelia's eyes widened and she bolted up the stairs; we all followed her to Canada's room.

"She's not in here!" Amelia yelled; tears were now streaming down her face, Arthur tried to calm her and we all went on separate searches. Lovina and Antonio went to wake up her sister, and I followed Amelia and Arthur. "Check everywhere! Something's wrong! I can feel what she's feeling!" after a few minutes searching we heard a yell from the bathroom.

"NO! Look what you did!" we all ran towards the sound, "I just wanna die… I JUST WANT TO DIE!"

We burst through the door and there on the bathroom floor was Madeline, she sat in Ivan's lap trying to wriggle away from the strong Russian.

"Let me go! No-one cares about me anyway! What's the point of me being here if no-one cares about me? For God's sake LET ME GO!" she screamed at him, thrashing around, punching and hitting him.

"Maddie! Stop! You're my little sister! Please don't think like that! I love you with all my heart; I don't want you to die!" Amelia yelled over the Canadian's screams, rushing towards her. She held out a hand, but she flinched away.

"Don't touch me! I don't belong in this world! If Canada is really that important the bosses can just find somebody else! Does anybody hear me? Hu, that's a stupid question to ask, of course no-one hears me! Well I say it anyway. I WANT TO DIE!" she sobbed, burying her face in Ivan's chest; her shoulders shook as she cried.

"It's ok Мой подсолнечника." Ivan whispered, her crying started to slow.

"Why can't I just die? Is that too much to ask?"

"Because, your friends and family need you. You may not think it, but they do. My little sister went through this, I told her that we would not survive without our little Belarus, this is why she is so in love with me, Da? She believes that if she cannot die then she must be with me at all times." The silver haired Russian held Maddie slightly closer as she started to drift.

"Thank you, Ivan." Amelia sniffed as Maddie said one last thing;

"No…." they decided to take her to the living room, as soon as the Italian twins found out, Felicia latched herself onto me, bawling her eyes out. This had had a massive effect on everyone, even me, I hadn't known the Canadian that well, but after all of this I was going to make it my goal to become her… friend. Yes! Her friend! I pulled Feli closer as we settled on the floor. Arthur led the shaking American to an arm chair and gave her a gentle squeeze.

"Maddie w-wrote t-these." She sniffed, holding up six envelopes, "There is one for everybody, Me, Arthur, Big Brother Francis, Jajuan and Ivan. I'll go first… we're going to read them out to everybody.

"Dear Amelia,"

A/N THIS IS THE LAST OF IT! Maddie wakes up next chapter! It will take a while for her to go back to normal but there will be some Canadax? Fluff! It'll all get better! Now to:

MIA MYA: WHAT THE HACK IS THIS?! IT'S DEPRESSING AND DOES NOT GO WITH THE ORIGINAL STORY LINE AT ALL!

Fred and George Weasley Twins: I'm sorry that this made you depressed, it does have something to do with the storyline, it will become clear later (Hopefully)! It's basically Canada breaking down a bit; she will get a burst of confidence soon! Don't worry!

Now back to my A/N: I have made a Facebook page called; Hetalia Fanfiction – and other you can go there to ask me questions on my stories, characters and stuff! Yeah! PLEASE GO AND LIKE ME! Lol!

Peace out dudes!

PS: Sorry about the Doctor Who-ness LOVE DAVID TENNANT! (And Matt smith!)