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,
Bunny: Alt Universe w/o Nations
~They can't remember how they got here, but the twins are sure of three things: One, this isn't home. Two: There are no Nation-beings here besides themselves. Three: They're on their own in a potentially hostile place until they can find a way home.
At least they have each other...
~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~
"Alfred, are you alright?"
"I- urgh- might need a day to recover, but I'll manage."
Matthew sat back, sighing as he watched his brother prod at his battered body, trying to figure out what had happened to them. His memories were still fuzzy - he recalled meeting up with Al after a meeting to head back to his place, then… nothing, except a lot of pain.
Alfred, battered as he was, had likely taken the brunt of the attack or whatever it was himself, what with being the heroic type. That had also meant that Matthew had woken up first, with just enough time to fail to immediately recognize their surroundings and to notice his brother knocked out beside him before the American had started to stir.
"Do you remember what happened?" The Canadian asked, grimacing.
"...weren't we at a meeting?" Alfred frowned in thought, words on the tip of his tongue before shaking his head. "I can't remember anything after we left. You?"
"Same," Matthew sighed, sitting back and rubbing at his head. "You have an idea where we are?"
"Yeah, we didn't go too far from the building," Alfred noted, eyes darting as he pinpointed their location through his people. "Actually, we're almost near Benny's place-"
The American froze, eyes widening as he paled. "Matt, I can't feel Benny. Or any of the States."
Matthew felt ice crawl around his heart as he reached out for his Provinces and came up with nothing, withdrawing shakily from the void where there should have been something - someone. "What's going on? No one's there at all."
"I can't feel any of the other Nations on my land, either," Alfred's fingers tightened on his legs. "Everyone's just - gone."
They closed their eyes and took deep breaths, latching onto each other's presences momentarily to assure themselves that they weren't entirely alone, whatever that case. The few minutes it took to calm down and start thinking critically again seemed to stretch on for hours, but it was definitely necessary.
"What do you think's going on?" Matthew asked, glancing down the alley into the passing throngs of people who were content to completely ignore them for now.
"My first guess? A different universe, maybe?" Alfred shrugged helplessly. "I can't think of anything that would get rid of the rest of us so completely and quickly while somehow missing two of the largest and most important Nations, and obviously our people haven't died."
"That… makes as much sense as anything," The Canadian personification conceded. "But why? Did someone send us here, or was it something else?"
"I don't think we'll have an answer for that until our memories come back or we somehow get home and can ask people who were there." The superpower frowned, tilting his head back thoughtfully. "It's weird, though - we weren't too far from the others, but we seem to be the only two here. Either they were thrown all the way back to their own lands, or whatever happened was extremely precise or contained."
Matthew frowned as well. "Does that mean it was intentional?"
"I have no clue, but it seems that way," Alfred shook his head, pushing himself up to his feet slowly. "For now we'll just have to stay low and figure out what's going on in the rest of the world, see if things are too different from home."
"We don't have any of our emergency gear or cash," Matthew swore quietly as he got up as well. "Not even our fake paperwork that keeps people from questioning us too closely."
"And we don't even have Tony to help us out with those," Alfred lamented before closing his eyes and exhaling. "Look, we both know the documentation and legal trail we need to keep up our identities - we can probably just forge most of it and put it in the right places, and if we cheat a bit we can even get ourselves into the systems as legal citizens. It might fall apart if people get too suspicious, but I don't plan on being here long enough to have to worry about it."
Matthew made a face. "That was painful to go through the first time, and that was with the help of our governments. But you're right - if we're caught here, we won't have the luxury of protection to get us out without questions asked. That still leaves us low on cash, though, and I don't wanna steal from our people."
"We aren't going that far," Alfred promised. "Not even skimming off the top of the politicians, no matter what some of them deserve for being pains. We'll think of something - worst comes to worst, we can hide up in your place and keep a distant eye on things from there."
"It'll almost be one of our annual camping trips," The Canadian joked, even as they both knew it wouldn't be nearly as relaxing as those.
"Almost," His brother agreed, glancing out to the street before patting down his jacket and pulling out his wallet. "I have enough in cash for a hotel room for the night, so that's another day to throw together stuff and make sure we'll be able to ride out this mess for however long we're stuck here."
"Hopefully not too long…" Matthew sighed, following his twin out onto the streets and blending in as seamlessly as if they'd been born here.
(It was almost home, really, except for the ache of their missing kin and the niggling feeling that they were soon to be in way over their heads.
But they had each other to count on; they'd be fine.)
~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~
AN: Just a generic plot opening for whatever Earth-based x-over you care to name, or even an original work or just a cross with a human!verse. Whatever the case, it's basically taking all their resources away and leaving them to fend for themselves, sort of like survival island only a lot more dangerous.
But hey, this is Al and Matt we're talking about – they can manage! At least until trouble shows up...
