(Narrator): There is a great heat wave sweeping the globe. A large part of the globe is shaken by heat. Let's see how our nation friends handle it.
[Heat wave test. Part One]
Hetalia opening
[first stop: The Americas.]
An announcer blares on the television: this unusual heat wave has covered the entire country. Meteorologists have never seen something like this before! It appears that it will eventually move very quickly overnight. Probably into southern South America. But this is most likely one of the largest…
"Like I even have to ask, what's the temperature now?" Washington D.C. groans. California looks at her phone and checks the weather.
"104° Fahrenheit (40°C)," she reports. The girls groan. "Thanks for letting me come to your place. My home got way too hot and the power went out."
"Like mine is any better," she scoffs, "Ugh, according to their status, the states that are actually colder aren't available today! everyone is too busy!"
"Oh! What about Connecticut?" California pipes up.
"I don't know…" says Washington DC, "He's kind of creepy."
"It's better than melting!" she replies. She dials a number, "...Oh, hello Connecticut this is California... Um, is your place cold... ninety three degrees (34°C)!... No no! It's better than here! Can DC and I come by your house?... It's going to storm? Storming means rain! Yes!...No, thank you! We'll be there soon... ...okay then bye!"
{America Mochi is eating a lettuce leaf with different sauces on it. He is also next to a fan. The fan blows the lettuce leaf away. America Mochi bounces after it.}
[1 flight later.]
The two girls knock on the door of a house with a dark aura.
"Are you sure about th-"
"We'll be fine! He has great air conditioning!" California says, "Connecticut, it's us… California and Washington DC…are you there?" The wooden door slowly creaks open to reveal a sulking boy with a dark aura lurking around him. He has dark grey near black hair, and he is dressed in black, with a bomber jacket of his own with his state number "5" on the back. He has busy eyebrows and has piercing pale blue eyes. Washington DC hides behind California.
"His eyes are creeping me out," she whispers.
"Come in," he says with a slight British accent. California begins to take his hand. "Hey! I know my way around my own house!" He finds a chair and sits down after the girls come in.
"It's humid, but better than where I was," remarks California.
"So, Connecticut… what has England been up to?" Washington DC asks.
"Nothing much..." he calmly replies, "I do have a question though." He blankly stares at them, "Why did you ask to come here? Why not Alaska?"
"I don't like Alaska, okay?" California responds, "He never shuts up about Drunkland."
"Drunkland?"
"Russia," Washington DC replies. He nods. Thunder booms as a humid thunderstorm begins. There was an awkward silence.
"…so, anyone want to hear about the time I stole Russia's diary?"
{Alaska Mochi has its eyes closed like Russia and Italy mochi but holds out three flags America on the left, Russia on the right and his own flag ontop of his head.}
There is a sunny, snowy hill. On top of it are two personifications. Alaska and Nunavut are sitting there, quietly staring at the two polar bears that happened to pass by. A boy comes out from behind the hill. He has silver hair and blue wears a thin blue windbreaker with t shirt under it ,thick jeans and a black belt with snow boots.
"It looks like my home is still cold," he says, "here, I have the hot chocolate."
"Thank you," the two say accepting the mugs.
"Thanks for letting us come here," says Nunavut, "I normally wouldn't come TO the snow, but I just wanted to taunt the others." Alaska smiled and nodded.
"I wonder how that jerk Denmark is doing. He must be pretty sweaty," says Greenland. He chuckles.
"It sucks to be them!" says Nunavut.
"I guess Russia's much better today," says Alaska.
"We have an advantage. That is why I love heat waves," says Greenland. The three are smiling as the look at the sun. [It is midnight there and the sun is shining.]
{(Greenland mochi has spiky platenum blond hair, kind of like mochi Netherlands but with blue eyes) Greenland Mochi and Denmark Mochi glare at each other and then begin wrestling.}
Bermuda hears a knock on her door. She is also dressed very lightly and is covered in sweat. She peels herself off the chair and stumbles through the heat to the door. She opens it to find Puerto Rico.
"Oh hello. What are you-"
"Okay I know we just met a little while ago," Puerto Rico is talking very fast, "but long story short, my power is out, its boring and hot,
and Cuba isn't home. So I got on a tiny little aeroplane, flew here and I really have to pee."
"Okay then, the bathroom is to the left and down the hall," says Bermuda. Puerto Rico rushes past her. "How do I beat this heat?" she wonders aloud. Puerto Rico comes back. Bermuda face palms.
"What's wrong?" Puerto Rico asks.
"We're so stupid," she says, "We live right by the ocean!"
"...Oh yeah," she replies, "I forgot about that. Let's go swimming!"
"I wonder if anyone else caught in the heat wave has figured that out," Bermuda wonders.
[Meanwhile…]
"Come on in! The water is great!" Brazil yells. Uruguay takes off her glasses and jumps of the dock into the sea.
{(Brazil Mochi has a long ponytail and a flower on the right side of her head. She has bright green eyes. Uruguay Mochi has glasses and small simple eyes and a worried expression). Brazil Mochi is pestering Uruguay Mochi by bouncing on top of her.}
There is a dartboard with Denmark's face pinned to the middle. A dart hits it in the eye.
"I do wonder how things are going with that idiot," says Greenland.
Hetalia ending.
Denmark and Elleore are trying to desperately fan themselves.
"Ahh! I'm melting!" Denmark exclaims.
[to be continued next episode.]
Sorry about the long wait! I have a lot on my mind. I have a lot of ideas I want to write. I'm actually thinking after I make 52 episodes of this, maybe I'll make a movie like Paint it White. Let me know what you think in the comments! Saya tidak memiliki Hetalia. Tschüs!
~Kolko