Bunnies For Your Amusement (Hetalia)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: A bunch of cute and/or serious story ideas featuring my favorite Hetalia bros – America and Canada! May or may not be pairings depending on story. I guarantee all of these are, if not unique ideas, unique takes on ideas, so come check them out!

Disclaimer: Hetalia's not mine.

Warning: Random Shit, Bros Being Bros, who even knows with this prompt

Bunny: Revelation of Nations

~So, the world knows about the Nations. How did it start? What was the reaction? And, most importantly, is this going to make elections even more of a headache for Alfred than usual?

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The Internet was a really, really stupid idea. Giving people the ability to instantly communicate and share information with each other across the globe? Honestly, it was surprising it'd taken this long for anyone to actually start catching on.

As with many things, all the blame was heaped on Alfred, who in turn protested that they definitely didn't help prevent the natural consequences of the World Wide Web and all it entailed. Yao scoffed and stated that if they'd had better restrictions on what people could see they wouldn't be in this mess, leading to a shouting match between him and the American personification while the world outside went nuts.

How all this started, however, was not because of the Internet - it only helped speed an inevitability along, one that in all truth had been centuries in the making.

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The year is 1643. A young Nation, known to most as America and to his big brother as Alfred, had just made his first human friend! Gleeful to help, he decided the best way to go about it was to find the flowers his friend had been looking for.

No matter where he looked though, there was no trace of the elusive blue flower. Big Brother Arthur told him it was because they only grew in England, and that the next time he visited he would bring some. And he did, though the wait took forever in Alfred's young mind.

He brought them back to his dear friend, who seemed lost for a bit at the gesture before finally leading him to a casket with a dead body inside it. It was strange that that was what his friend had wanted it for, but he still put the bundle in cheerfully and departed, unaware of the furrowed gaze watching after him.

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The year is 2003. A young woman has come to Paris on a whim, eager to explore the streets of her country's most famous city. Francis, who is sometimes a chef and sometimes a designer and sometimes a tourist and sometimes the personification of France, chooses to be a tour guide that day, whisking her around the sites that had changed greatly since the last time he had known her.

(She had known him too, once. But that was a lifetime ago, he was reminded, her eyes too wide and innocent to know the horrors of a war long dead to all but him.)

In the end she was left alone with an unmatched view of the ocean, gazing after the man who had looked at her with such sad eyes.

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The year is 2005. Francis again is playing tour guide, though this time through the ebbs of time that Nations flow past. The young man is one of the first in a long time to almost see him for what he is, and for that the immortal grants him a mystery to puzzle over.

What he states is the truth, though worded in ways that would make his philosophers proud. He does not mind carrying the burdens of his people, for they are his and he theirs, and as long as they care for one another neither will ever falter in the endless march of ages.

(Later, the man stops him briefly, to apologize. The man that was Gaul once, and other names before that, all well before he was République Française, simply smiles and tells him there is nothing to apologize for, and to tell his wife that she is a very wise woman.)

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The year is 2013. All the Nations follow their people in whatever they do, as is their nature. Pictures, videos, documents, a million fingerprints of their own habits bleed into the world, available for anyone to see and use. Their older marks on the world, too, end up within the growing phenomena, in place for anyone with just enough luck and curiosity could stumble across them...

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AN: It was inevitable that this would happen. Just like with Hogwarts AUs, there must be that fic where humans realize that /Nations walk among them/. I can only hope any attempt I make goes better than most of them do - at the least, there's no way I'd believe World War Three would start because of it.

Yeah, the moments I mention should be obvious to anyone well versed with the comic / anime. I thought about adding OCs as well, but really couldn't think of anything specific to write about. And no, I didn't do political or historical figures because the point of this was for the world as a whole to find out.

...If I wrote this, it'd probably just be from Nation POV. I wouldn't even begin to know how to write all the human characters necessary for this project otherwise.