Ok, first thing's first. (Glomps Finland 'til he can't breathe) THANK YOU, SANTA-KUN! (Let's just say he made a Gamer/Narutard/Noob-Animator and a Chibi/Narutard/Dragonball Z-fan/MJ fan very very happy at midnight.)
Sweden: I t'ld y' not t' fall for h'r br'ther's p'ppy eyes...
Finland: But Su-san... Look how happy I made her...
Me: (Lets go of Fin-kun and looks at reviews)
Nezumi: (Shocked that some of the reviewers even mentioned him)
Me: (pats him on the head) The Hetalians really like Mousy-kun, methinks. ^_^ btw, he's, like, two years younger than Sea-kun (*cough*Shotaro-Boy*cough*). Make of that what you will. Oh, Nezumi, can you go pin down Belarus for me? The Russia fangirls don't like her.
Nezumi: But she's scary, Bri-san!
Me: (Shoves a Russia-plushie into his hands) Use this, it'll help. While you're at it, get Berry-san more ammo for her laser cannon. (Faces the audience) There are several things I need to address here.
1) Canada is a chibi. The spell didn't ignored him. XD (Hit with a hockey stick) OW!
2) To Dorisling: Yes, I know Tai Mo Shan is not a volcano. It's just a needed a way to address the little onion mountain.
3) To solitarycloud: Uh... let me do some research first... then I might involve Philippines. (Never meant a Filipino in real life)
This goes for several other OCs people may request. Reason: I live where half the peoples are from the Caribbean. (Hint: Most talked about US state in Hetalia fandom. If you know what I'm talking about, then you can probably guess why I can't really enjoy America pairings. -_-")
4) I'm dizzy, aru! X_X I put in WAAAY too many characters, aru! I'm starting to forget who's even in this thing, at this point, aru! (Might go back to the old plan and split them up somehow...)
Now... ONWARDS MY PEOPLES! ONWARDS TO THE PRIZE THAT IS BISHIE-NATIONS!
England: God, they're all sugar-high.
America: Come on, England. What's the worst that can happen?
(A dozen fangirls in Finland's sleigh (with yaoi fanart taped onto it) start flying over the fourth wall, another dozen on Charliepoet's dragon, Nezumi on a hot air balloon, and Bri on a pogo-stick)
Nearly All Fangirls: (Holds up their pixie-stick/bottle of maple syrup/plushie/weapon-of-choice/tomato/woks/kerosene/whatever-the-hell-else-you-imagine-yourself-holding) THE CHIBI SHALL BE MINE (DAMMIT)!
England: (Deathglare) Never. say. 'What's the worst that could happen'. You. Bloody. Git.
Fangirls: (Fires cannons, laser cannons, phasers, tomatoes, dragon-fire at the fourth wall)
Egypt: (Walks in with construction tools) O_O
xXIceXxShatteredXx: (Tosses a tank full of kerosene into the fiery mess) Boom. X3
Aero: (Tosses in a grenade too) Ka-Boom. XD
Fourth Wall: (Goes BA-BOOOOOOOM! leaving a pile of rubble)
Egypt: -_-* (Throws construction tools to the floor and leaves)
Japan: Egypt-san! Wait! Come back!
England: (being dragged away) Noooo! DX
China: (being dragged away by Emmy-san) Let go of my ponytail, aru!
Emmy: (Evil grin) I've been waiting too long for this... X3
Russia: (Follows the whoever is holding a vodka bottle)
Romano: (Get lured with tomatoes)
Spain: Romanooo! D8
Me: (Staring at Spain) *-* Dat ass~! I mean! Uh, someone go catch that smexy Spaniard! (Sits back looks at the madness of fangirls with a grin) Ah~, I finally broke the Hetalian Fourth Wall. Oh, peoples, don't do anything to America-kun. I can't believe the itty-bitty joke that started in chapter 4 or 7 escalated to this. ^^" And it's all because of Japan and Egypt~.
Japan: Do you have to pin the blame on me like that, Nara-san?
Me: I'm not pinning the blame on you. I'm thanking you. ^^
Japan: Somehow that's even worse.
Me: Do the disclaimer before I tell the others where you are.
Japan: Nara-san does not own Hetalia: Axis Powers. If she did... ugh... please, let's not go there.
"Can we go to the park?" Italy asked cheerfully.
"Why the park?"
"Because, silly, we're actually allowed to play there when we're like this~!"
Most of the chibi-nations looked away and mentally stated Italy's right. Most of them had stopped playing on playgrounds by... Sealand's age-ish. Because of all the weird looks they would get from 3-year-olds.
"Yeah!" Denmark said. "Wait here, I'll go get my bike!"
Iceland sighed. "He better not chase me around on the bike again..." (Small 'Scandinavia and the world' reference I thought I'd throw in there.)
"No, he'd probably look for Netherlands and race him." Norway said.
"We'll, like, have a picnic, right Liet?"
"Sure, Poland..."
Later...
It was a laid-back day at the park (btw, park in America)... as laid back as you can get with these guys. Denmark did find Netherlands and the two were racing somewhere. Half of Europe was playing 'King of the Hill' (Or rather 'King of the Playground'). Greece somehow made a sand sculpture of Chibi-Japan that looked epic. Korea was running around shouting 'Uri nara mansae!'. And China found a nice comfy bench to rest on.
"Finally, I can relax for a moment, aru..."
"CHINA! CHINA!" France shouted as he ran over.
"Ni yiding zai kaiwanxiao, aru (You must be joking)! What is it, aru?"
"Angleterre just vanished! One moment I was arguing with him over who has the better language then the next moment, disparu!"
"Hm..." Strange... Did England finally realize his fights with France are childish, aru? No. This is England we're talking about, aru.
"Hey, Aniki! Have you seen America anywhere? I wanted to show him something, da-ze!" Korea suddenly whined.
"Romanooo~! I have a tomato here for you if you tell me where you're hiding~!" Spain said as he looked around. "Italy, do you know where Romano is?"
"Nope. I haven't seen Fratello since he bothered Germany earlier. And Germany is looking for Prussia right now."
"I can't find Russia!"
Ok, something's messed up here.
So China, Japan, Spain, Chibitalia, and Germany went around asking little kids whether they've seen "a scary kid with a scarf, a grouchy kid with fuzzy eyebrows, a kid with glasses who thinks he's Captain America, a white-haired kid with a birdie on his head, and a grouchy kid who says a lot of... grown-up words."
They were starting to think nobody saw them until they asked a 5-year-old boy who still had a baby accent.
The boy tilted his head to the side as he looked at China. "Is you a girl?"
China blushed and shouted "JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION, ARU!"
"Uh..." He put a finger under his chin in a thinking pose on TV. "Uh..."
"Let's just go." Germany suggested as he turned around.
"W-Wait! I got lit! I sisoree (attempt to say 'seriously') got lit! Uh... my sister's friends want tah play wid them. They went... that-a-way!" He pointed to the area behind the restroom building.
The nations nearly ran over there. Only Italy stopped to say "Grazie!"
Kid tilts head to the side. "Don't you mean 'Gracias'?"
Sweatdrop. "That was Italian, not Spanish."
"Ohhh. Can you teach me it, later?"
"Okay~!" Then Italy ran off to join the others.
What the nations saw behind the restrooms was well... considering this fanfic, you should be able to guess how this looks to a random bystander. Russia was in a lawn-chair, surrounded by sunflowers and squealing fangirls. Prussia was bragging to one of his fans about how awesome he was while she held Gilbird. America was telling jokes to his fangirls. Romano was calmly eating a tomato while being trapped in a group hug (a group hug that would've made France jealous). While England was tied up in rope with a sign around his neck that said 'Free British Hugs', beside a girl in a lawn-chair.
Said teenage girl in the lawn-chair actually came with a description. Somewhat Hispanic looking, with brown eyes and curly so-dark-it-looks-black hair tied up in a ponytail. Her eyes seemed to flick between Germany's stern-ness, America's brightness, and Greece's look that said 'Warning: Falling asleep in 3...2...1...Zzz...' And she bore a resemblance to the five-year-old that lead them there.
"It's about time you wankers found us! Now saaaave meee!"
"Next!" lawn-chair-chick called. A random girl glomped England.
"Um... do you mind giving them back?" Japan asked quietly.
The girl looked down at Japan. "But they're too cute to give up! Speaking of which, you guys are real cute, too." She looked up at Spain with a blush. "(mumble) You too..."
"But they... uh... have to go home!"
Suddenly, 5 plushies were thrown into China's hands. "I don't think their moms will tell the difference."
"Russia! I'm pretty sure you can handle these girls! Help us get the others!"
"Why?" One of Russia's fans handed him a vodka bottle. "In Russia, fangirls don't kidnap chibis, chibis kidnap them, da?"
China facepalmed. "Aiyaah... This is bad, aru..."
"I don't care how you do it, just save me from this Cuban wanker!"
Nearly everyone there saw the girl's eye twitch in annoyance. Then she, Spain, and several Hispanics there facepalmed. "I'm not Cuban."
"Duh, England," America said. "She's obviously Puerto Rican."
Double facepalm by the girl and Spain. "She's not either of those, you guys." Spain said in a 'I've-seen-this-a-million-times' tone.
"Mexican, then?" (This little scene is based off the fact that this happens on a regular basis (*cough*To me and my Hispanic friends*cough*). The stereotype 'only other Asians/Hispanics can tell each other apart' sadly occurs often.)
"I'm Dominican, dammit!" the girl said in a tone that sounded an awful lot like Canada. "Dominican! You know, that country that's on the same island as Haiti? Dominican Republic? How come nobody ever guesses there?"
"I dunno... you sound pretty Canadian right now..."
The girl somehow turned the lawn-chair into an emo-corner. "I'm Dominican, dammit..."
Spain went over and patted her on the head. "Calmate, este tipo de cosas sucede a mi hermanos tambien." (Calm down, this sort of thing happens to my siblings too.) Then Spain gave America a sad look that said 'You're the world's freakin' mixing pot for God's sake! You should learn how to tell foreigners apart by now!'
"Don't comfort her! I just want someone to untie me so we can leave."
So Spain turned on the old Latin charm feature and asked politely "Can we have our amigos back, por favor?"
Somehow the emo corner vanished and the girl monotonously said a blunt "Hell no."
Then Spain's friendly smile somehow faded to a famous Hetalia Yandere smile. "Lo siento, but I came here to take back Romano and chew tomatoes, and I'm all out of tomatoes."
"Here, take one of Romano's."
"Oh, gracias, I-"
"SPAIN!"
"Oh right!" Back to the Yandere smile.
Russia got off his lawn-chair, walked over to the other nations, then waved back to his admirers. "See you tomorrow, girls!"
"Wait, WHAT, ARU?"
"We promised the girls we would visit them tomorrow, da. They were all rather amusing, da?"
Prussia jumped off his lawn-chair and grinned to the fangirls. "Who's the awesomest?"
"You are!"
"Damn straight I am." He received a death-glare from his younger brother. "What?"
The girl in the lawn-chair handed England to Spain. Then gave him a little wave. "See ya later, Artie."
"RUN, MAN, RUN!" England rawred while still tied up, in Spain's arms.
"Come on, she's not that ba-"
"I SAID RUN, GODDAMMIT! DON'T MAKE ME GO PIRATE ON YOUR SORRY-"
Then Spain ran like a football player. (*shot by Netherlands*) The others just followed, a few of them wondering 'Why the hell does this sort of thing only happen to us?'
Ok, new chappie! Sorry it too so long. ^^" It's just some idiot thought it was a good idea to give kids homework on winter break. -.-
America: (Looks away, whistling)
Me: Anyways, I put fangirls into the plot for a chappie! Damn, how nostalgic. How long has it been since I've done the 'Fangirls invade the story' thing? Not including the ones I throw myself in?
Japan: (Looks at Bri's story list) 'Valentine Hideout'
Me: Damn, that long? Anyways, this was what the poll was for. To determine who got kidnapped. Though now I regret putting the 'Not Here Yet' option.
Japan: Why?
Me: The top 5 got kidnapped and Not Here Yet was one of them! So I had Prussia fill in that spot since I've had someone begging for him for a while now. You know who you are...
Italy: Can we announce the results?
Me: Sure, why not? (Looks at poll) O_O How the hell did Romano get first place?
Romano: HEY!
Me: I-I didn't mean it! I'm just surprised! Second place: Not here yet. I assume it's Austria. -.- Or Latvia. Or Canada.
Austria: Why do you automatically assume it's me?
Me: Dude, have you seen your chibi form? Third place: Iggy.
England: HA! Higher than America and that frog!
Me: Fourth place: Russia, da. Fifth place: America. (F_ YEAH! XD)
England: Read who had no votes. (Looks at France)
Me: France... I sorta saw that coming. And Lithuania... WTF? How did Liet end up with no votes?
Russia: (Glance at Liet) Kol kol kol...
Me: Oh wells. Review peoples!