A/N – Hello fellow Hetalians! Co-author Eris Shadowblade here. If anyone here has somehow tracked me down and is demanding that I finish the story on my account, I have to inform you that it may never be finished. I might have lost interest in it. Oh well. Oh, and we don't own Hetalia. We DO however, own our OC's and the Rebellion. I see anyone using the Rebellion as their own, and you won't live to see another day. This threat will gain in weight as you read, I promise you. Anyway, please enjoy chapter 2. Any and all suggestions are welcome! Now, ON WITH THE SHOW!
CHAPTER TWO
Hungary:*mumbles to herself over and over* Go to your happy place, go to your happy place.
Germany: Denmark...
Denmark:* in a whiny voice* Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? It is true.
Hungary: *sigh* Like I said, just like baby-sitting two year olds.
Prussia: So, uh, can I go now?
Germany: No, you vill stay here. *breaks open envelope, reads the letter and sighs* Great...
Denmark: What does it say?
Hungary: I am curious, too. Austria did not tell me vhat vas in it, only to give it to Germany.
Germany: I'm not sure vhy he sent a letter, he lives next door. Anyvay, Austria has invited some non-countries known as the "Rebellion", und for some odd reason Denmark und I have to be zhere.
Denmark: Wait, what?! Why me?!
Germany: I have no idea.
Prussia: Ooooooohhhh, zhis sounds fun.
Germany: You can't go. Zhis is a top secret meeting.
Prussia: *starting to pout* B-But Weeeeeeeeeeest.
Germany: *sigh* Zhis is not my decision to make, now stop pouting. You are starting to look like a two-year old.
Hungary: Ha! No vonder he doesn't trust you to keep a secret. You can't even go ten seconds vithout talking endlessly about "how awesome you are".
Germany: *to Denmark* Anyvay, in zhis note Austria says you vere friends vith one of zhe members of the Rebellion.
Denmark: Really, because I have no idea what this Rebellion is. Does it say the name of the person I am "friends" with?
Germany: Ja, Karma.
Denmark: Hmmmmmm Karma, Karma. . . . Karma? *Denmark is deep in thought trying to remember that name.*
Prussia: Hmph, Karma. Vhat a stupid name.
Hungary: Oh, and Prussia isn't? *chuckling*
Prussia: NEIN! PRUSSIA IS AN AWESOME NAME! IT IS FITTING BECAUSE I AM AWSO-
Germany: Vill you two stop bickering like an old married couple? Denmark is trying to zhink!
Prussia and Hungary:*while violently blushing ('/') they both shout* WE ARE NOT!
*Everyone starts to hear a slight static noise coming from Denmark's right coat pocket. Everyone goes silent. After a minute of silence a female voice fills the room, coming from Denmark's pocket.*
?: Awwwww, Denmark you don't remember me? And here I thought I was your favorite spy.
Denmark: *cringes* Oh, that Karma.
Karma: Yeah, how many other Karmas' do you know?
Prussia: Not many. Karma is a stupid name.
Karma: And so is Prussia.
Prussia: *stunned*
Hungary: *laughing hysterically* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
*Another female voice is heard *
? : Karma, stop messing around.
Karma: *sigh* Fine.
Germany: Who vas zhat?
Karma: Hm? Oh, that is just Eris.
Denmark: Ok, this is all fine and dandy, but why do I have to go to this meeting?
Karma: Oh, I don't actually kno-
Eris: *cuts off Karma* We need help restraining her during big important meals like this.
Karma: *grabs Eris* Shut up, that is not true.
Hungary: But vhy vould you need Denmark zhe-
Prussia: *cutting of Hungary* Ok it's killing me vhat is zhis stupid meeting is even about!
Eris: That is so classified we don't even know what it is yet.
Karma: And it does not help that Katana and Iridian will not be able to go to the meeting.
Hungary: Who are Katana and Iridian?
Karma: Oh, those are our comrades.
Eris: *grabs Karma*THAT WAS CLASSIFIED, you idiot! *Sigh* See you at six.
*the slight static hum fills the room*
Germany: Vell...
Hungary: Zhat vas...
Prussia: Interesting...
Denmark: ...If you excuse me I must be going no-
Germany: *grabs Denmark by the collar of his shirt* Not so fast Denmark, ve need you zhere.
Denmark: *wining* But I don't want to go. Karma will be there.
Prussia: You are such a wuss, someone as awesome as me vould never be afraid of a girl.
Hungary: *glaring at Prussia, trying really hard not to hit him*
Prussia:*notices that Hungary is glaring at him. He looks at her calmly* I know I look awesome but it is impolite to stare.
Hungary: *wacks Prussia upside the head*
Prussia: Ow! West, help!
Germany: Anyvay, vhy are you so afraid of her? *ignoring Prussia's cry for help*
Hungary: Yes, she did not seem scary. *smiling at the fact that Prussia had a red hand print in the side of his face*
Denmark: Well, she used to be one of the country's greatest spies . . . Until she stole thousands of dollars and left.
*Suddenly they here a firmer voice coming from Denmark's pocket*
Karma: That was your own fault for trusting a twelve year old. But I am good now.
Eris: Yup, something like that.
Germany: Vait, a twelve year old vas one of your best spies?
Denmark: Ummmm . . . . yes.
Karma: Well, I mean I DID sneak that computer chip into Denmark's pocket without him noticing or recognizing me. Soooooooo, ya.
Karma: Wait what are you doing here Eris? I thought you were looking after the bomb.
Germany: Vait, did you just say BOMB!?
Eris: *calmly* Yes, she did, and Katana is looking after i-
*Explosion goes off in background*
Hungary: . . .
Prussia: . . .
Denmark: . . .
Germany: . . .
Karma: . . .
Eris: . . . . . Katana! Are you ok?
Katana: *freaking out* IamsosorryIwashuangrysoIwenttomakesushiandleftIridiantolookafterthebombbut-*takes breath*
Eris: . . . . . I am surrounded . . . . by morons.
Germany: I know zhe feeling.
Eris: We will see you at 6:30. We have some cleaning up to do.
*static hum feels the room*
Germany: . . .Are ve sure ve vant zhese people anyvhere near us?
Denmark: That is what I have been trying to say.
Germany: Anyvay, I better go get ready. *leaves*
Hungary: I better see if Austria needs help. *leaves*
Denmark: *walks over to Prussia and sits* Sooooooooooo . . . . Do you like Hungary?
CHAPTER END
A/N – Dun Dun DUUUUUUUUNNNN! Epic cliffhanger is epic. And here is where the Rebellion makes their first appearance. Don't like it so far? Keep reading. You are forced to read the rest of this under law. Any violators will be punished by reading this whole thing three times. Not really. Asta la Pasta!