So here's the second chapter. I'll try to keep updating as soon as possible.
I do not own Hetalia.
Sealand ran quickly down the street. He had just told Finland he was going out to play for a little while. He didn't think he should know yet of his plans to take over the world. So he just told him a little lie so he wouldn't know. Evil masterminds lie all the time, right?
When Sealand spotted the house he was looking for, he quickly looked around to make sure no one was watching him, and sprinted towards the door. He had to make sure no spies were watching him...you know...just in case there were any.
After making sure the coast was clear, Sealand quietly entered the house. The house was silent, except for the noise in the kitchen. Sealand slowly made his way down the hall towards the kitchen. As he got closer, he could see someone sitting by the table chugging down a bottle of something. Then he threw the bottle at the floor and let his head drop down on the table.
Sealand quickly examined the bottle. "Beer." He said to himself. "Good. He's drunk. This will make it a whole lot easier."
Sealand grinned evilly and approached the man at the table.
"Hey Denmark!" As Sealand said this the Dane's head shot up. "I want to ask you something. "
"Yeah?" Denmark answered lazily.
"I'd like to borrow your army. I already made a contract and everything. You just have to sign here." Sealand shoved a piece of paper into his hands and pointed to the bottom of the page. The "contract" was written in red crayon and in very childish handwriting. It said this:
To the Danish Army,
Denmark gives the Great Sealandic Empire permission to do whatever he wants with his army.
Signed _
Sealand stood confidently with his arms folded and a smug smile on his face while Denmark looked dumbfounded at the piece of paper in front of him. After a few seconds Sealand got impatient.
"Well? Aren't you gonna sign it?" Sealand demanded.
"Uh...who's the Great Sealandic Empire?" Denmark asked.
Sealand was taken aback. "What do you mean who?" He cried. "Me. Sealand. "
Denmark looked at him strangely for a minute then looked back at the "contract".
"Ha!" He exclaimed. "That's funny. I didn't even realize!"
"I know, idiot." Sealand muttered to himself. No wonder Norway always calls this guy an idiot. "So are you gonna sign it or not?"
Denmark thought for a minute though it seemed like an hour to Sealand until Denmark finally pulled out a pen and signed his name at the bottom. Sealand grinned as Denmark handed him back the signed paper.
"Here." Said Denmark. "I don't know what you plan on doing but if you going to invade someone I'd highly recommend Sweden."
Sealand looked shocked for a minute. "Why would I want to invade Sweden?" He asked innocently.
"Oh yeah," said Denmark. "I forgot he was your...yeah, never mind."
Sealand still stared oddly at him though. "Well, all this signing's got me thirsty." Denmark said as he stood up from the table. "Want a beer?"
"Uh, no thanks. I'm too young to be drinking. "Sealand answered, still not sure of what Denmark meant. "I think I'll be on my way now. I've got some important things to do."
But Denmark wasn't even listening as he drunk down a whole bottle of beer. With that, Sealand skipped happily down the hall and out the door.
"Yes!" Sealand shouted excitedly as he hopped down the steps. "I've finally got myself an army. Now, I need to send my ambassador to the Danish government, which is none other than me!"
Looks like Sealand's got himself an army all thanks to...Denmark.
Well, I hope you enjoyed. Please review. Thanks.
-dkfan24