a/n: Last chapter, I said there would be two, maybe three more chapters.

I lied. This is the very last chapter.

Hetalia in Wonderland is the very first multichapter fic I have finished ever. And by that I mean ever. Usually, with multichapters and me, I start out with good intentions, but then I forget about it or lose intrest or in some way give up on it halfway through. That I have finished this is a big accomplishment for me. I'm really proud of myself.

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EVERYBODY WHO'S HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS STORY EVER: I love you all. Seriously. ;~; It's been an awesome ride, guys. But this story is over now, and we'll all have to move on. I know. It's sad. But at the same time, it's happy. I'm glad that this is finished at last.

Disclaimer: Hetalia - Axis Powers and Alice's Adventures in Wonderland are not mine. This story, however, is mine.

The cast list will be at the bottom. I hope you enjoy the last chapter.

Beyond the door in the tree was a long hallway. The floor was black-and-white checkboard and te walls were striped black, red, and yellow. It was very familiar, and Romano realised as the brothers went through a door at the far end of the hall into a little round room lined with doors that they'd been here before.

"Oh, hell," he groaned with feeling. "It's the damn rabbit-hole again. We've been going in circles the whole time. I bet if we climbed up, we could be home in no time at all."

"But fratello, we have to find the White Rabbit," Feliciano reminded him. "And hey, with the mushroom bits, we can shrink or grow as we please and finally get into the garden!"

Romano hesitated, then snatched the key off the little glass table (it was in exactly the same place as it had been earlier). "Fine," he growled. "We'll take a look at the garden, find the damn rabbit-bastard, and go home." Furiously, he nibbled at the piece of mushroom he held until he was the right size to fit through the door, then handed the piece to his brother. "Be quick about it," he ordered.

Soon enough, Feliciano was the right size, Romano unlocked the little door, and they went at last into the garden.

Romano sighed, feeling some of the tension in his shoulders ease. The garden was beautiful—flowers in bright colors and pleasing shapes abounded, though the most common were red and white rose trees. In the distance, the splashing of fountains could be heard.

Near the entrance to the garden there was a particularly large rose tree; some three gardeners were at work on it. They were quite a strange bunch—there was a unicorn, a faerie dressed all in green, and yet another rabbit, this one green and with wings. None of them were merely humans in costume—no, all of them were genuinely other kinds of creatures. As Romano and Feliciano approached, they could hear the gardeners arguing.

"Stop splashing paint on me, Tink!" the unicorn complained.

"It's not my fault!" the faerie protested. "Flying Mint Bunny bumped my elbow!"

"I never did!" the bunny squeaked. "Besides, Tink, you just remember you're still on probation for that one time!"

"Ooh, what happened?" the unicorn asked.

"It's none of your business," the faerie snapped.

"Shut up, Tink," the bunny ordered. "Well, Uni, you see, Tink here was dumb enough to bring the cook tulip-roots instead of onions! The Queen would have had her head off then and there if the King hadn't persuaded him to let her alone!"

"It's an easy mistake to make," the faerie huffed. "They're both round and grow in the ground."

Eventually, the brothers were close enough to see what the gardeners were doing. Romano frowned in confusion, wondering why anybody would want to paint white roses red.

"Hey~ Why are you painting those roses red?" Feliciano asked, as blunt as ever.

All the gardeners jumped violently, resulting in a large splash of paint on the ground and the unicorn.

"You explain," the bunny muttered to the faerie.

"I think Uni should explain," the faerie replied.

"How about Flying Mint Bunny explain?" the unicorn suggested.

"Well, you see—" began the bunny.

"The Queen ordered us to plant a red rose tree," the unicorn continued.

"And we planted a white one by mistake," the faerie said in a rush.

"And if the Queen found out we'd made a mistake—" The bunny cut itself off, glancing nervously at its companions.

"He'd have our heads off in a second," the faerie said.

The unicorn shivered. "And there's no way the King could calm him down…" Its ears pricked up and its eyes widened. "The Queen! The Queen!"

All three gardeners promptly hid behind the rose tree and appeared to vanish completely. Romano wondered if perhaps they should do the same, but then the procession was upon them and it was too late to flee.

The White Rabbit was at the head of the parade, a blank expression on his face as he marched to a beat only he could hear. After him came the King and Queen of Diamonds, both blonde-haired, green-eyed, and dressed in crisp green uniforms, the King carrying a rifle over his shoulder. They both wore a pair of large, flat boards over their shoulders, one in front and one behind, with a plain green pattern on the back and their suit and card number on the front. Then the King and Queen of Clubs, both green-eyed, the Queen blonde and dressed in pink, chattering excitedly in a thick valley-girl accent, the King brown-haired and nervous-looking. They, too, wore the card-boards with their suits and card-numbers on. Fourth came the King and Queen of Spades, the King dressed in red, gesticulating wildly to his Queen and wearing an absurd little hat, the Queen coolly ignoring him, his pale hair held back by a cross-shaped clip. Their card-boards were a bit crooked.

Very last in the procession were the King and Queen of Hearts, the Jack of Hearts preceding them with the Queen's crown on a pillow. The Queen was of middling height but carried himself like he was much taller. He had messy blonde hair. Glancing at the redheaded Jack of Hearts, Romano wondered if the two were related—they had the same sharp green eyes and grouchy expressions, and both their eyebrows looked like caterpillars had crawled onto their faces and died there. The King, in contrast, was dark-haired and dark-eyed, shorter than the Queen but seeming even shorter. He was pale, as if he didn't spend much time outside.

The procession came to a halt surrounding the two brothers and the half-painted rose tree. Feliciano bounced up to the White Rabbit and started babbling quietly at him. Romano sent a sharp glare their way, then directed his attention towards the Queen, who had his arms folded, his lips pursed, and was tapping his foot.

"Tink! Uni! Flying Mint Bunny!" called the Queen. "Come here and explain this…tree to me."

Slowly, the three gardeners reappeared from behind the tree. Now they looked like they were trying to hide behind one another. "Y-you called, your majesty?" the bunny quavered.

"The tree. Explain it," the Queen ordered.

"Well, you see, your majesty—" the unicorn began.

"Off with their heads," commanded the Queen. The Jack of Hearts grinned, grabbed all three gardeners, and hauled them off.

That dealt with, the Queen turned to Romano, who grabbed his brother's arm and tugged him away from the White Rabbit.

"What?" Romano demanded. He held his ground, no matter how much he wanted to run awa—make a strategic retreat.

"Do you play croquet?" the Queen asked him, completely out of the blue.

"Huh?" said Feliciano.

"Do. You play. Croquet?" the Queen said clearly.

"No sir!" Feliciano said cheerfully.

The Queen's eyes narrowed. "Football, then?"

Feliciano brightened. "Oh, I love football! Be~ Except fratello's a meanie-pants who doesn't like to play with me, and Grandpa always plays too rough!"

"Ye are talkin' about the same football here, right?" the Jack of Hearts said, having returned. "Ye know, the one with the kickin'-the-ball an' the no-holdin'-the-ball an' that?"

"That is the one I was speaking of, yes," the Queen muttered, glaring at the Jack.

"That's the one~" Feliciano bubbled. "You'll play football with me? Wow, cool!"

Face, meet palm, Romano thought. "I'm not playing football with any of you," he declared flatly.

Feliciano brought out his puppy eyes. "Please?"

"Not again," Romano muttered, recalling their earlier argument. "When I say no, that means no, idiot!"

Feliciano sniffed, tears welling up. "But—"

"No. Look, you said you wanted to find the damn Rabbit—well, there he is." Romano waved a hand towards the White Rabbit. "I wanted to get into the garden—well, here we are. We don't have anything more to accomplish here, so can we just go home now?" He sighed. "Look, I'll—I'll play a round of football with you when we get back. Okay?" Suddenly sleepy, he yawned and sat down. "Just so long as we get home…"

Feliciano bent down and shook his shoulder. "Fratello, you have to wake up. It's time to go home."

"That's what I just said!" Romano snapped. The garden was fading around them, the parade of cards dissolving into mist. "Just let me sleep a little more…" His eyes drifted shut.

"Fratello," Feliciano prodded, "wake up."

"Come on, Romano." That was his Grandpa's voice! "Don't make me carry you home like a little kid."

Romano's eyes flickered open. Grass, small flowers, trees—this wasn't the garden! Blinking sleep from his eyes, he sat up and looked around.

It was the park where everything had started, where Feliciano had seen and chased after that damn White Rabbit…or had he? Had it all been…a dream?

"And here you were nagging me not to fall asleep!" Feliciano said cheerfully. "You're so silly sometimes, fratello."

Still not quite out of Wonderland, Romano frowned. "You know, I had the strangest dream…"

The End.

a/n: YES. WOO-HOO! FINALLY DONE WITH THIS THING! OH YEAH! OH YEAH! PARDON ME AS I DO A HAPPY DANCE!

Romano tends to derail the plot. I love him for it. It was really hard to not make Scotland say "Crivens" when I was writing that bit. I love Scotland, too.

I hardly imagined when I started writing this last November that I would actually finish it. I'm so proud of myself!

I hope you have have enjoyed reading this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it. I love you all.

Cast List in Order of Appearance:

Alice: Romano and Feliciano
Their Grandpa: Grandpa Rome
White Rabbit: Germany
Mouse: Austria
Dodo: Hungary
Eaglet: Sealand
Caterpillar: China
Tweedle Am: America
Tweedle Can: Canada
Fish-Footman: Russia
Frog-Footman: Greece
Cheshire Cat: France
Cook: Cuba
Duchess: Hong Kong
March Hare: Prussia
Mad Hatter: Spain
The Gardeners: Tink, Uni, Flying Mint Bunny
King of Diamonds: Switzerland
Queen of Diamonds: Liechtenstein
Queen of Clubs: Poland
King of Clubs: Lithuania
King of Spades: Denmark
Queen of Spades: Norway
Queen of Hearts: England
Jack of Hearts: Scotland
King of Hearts: Japan