Hong Kong watched as many mahjong tiles scrambled all over, stacking themselves up as little arcs. Besides all the scrambling tiles, the mint bunny was also flying all about, gathering... Flamingos? The preteen had to rub his eyes to make sure he was seeing correctly, but they certainly were flamingos.
The Emperor of Hearts selected one of the flamingos; a very odd looking flamingo. The bird was brown in color, transitioning from a lighter shade to a darker shade from head to body. Part of its leg was also brown and its feet was yellow.
What really stood out to Hong Kong was that on top of the flamingo's head was fairly long, blond hair that was slicked back with a thin braid. Its eyes were fierce and with all that, the preteen could recognize it to be Germania.
As Hong Kong was eyeing the Germanian flamingo, the mint bunny had place a hedgehog down next to China; the mammal being also brown in color.
Like the Germania-flamingo, the hedgehog also had scruffy hair; brown like its fur, but a shade darker in color. When the hedgehog turned its head, Hong Kong could see its face. Its eyes were brown and it looked to have had a hair curl. Right then, Hong Kong noticed it to be Rome.
Right as China was about to start his turn, Hong Kong decided to try and get a flamingo himself. The preteen grabbed one of the birds, but it started acting silly, flying around, laughing as it dragged the Chinese nation around.
"Ai!" China shouted, annoyed by the disturbance. Hong Kong straightened out the flamingo, closing its peek to stop its laughter. With that, the Chinese emperor started his turned, giving Germania a swing to hit Rome.
Rome, on the other hand, did not like the idea of getting smacked. Just as the Germania flamingo's head was about to make contact with him, he ducked. China was unaware of this, but England was.
Swiftly the Brit grabbed his sword that he had with him, still in its sheath, and poked at the Roman hedgehog. Rome looked at England, quickly understanding what he wanted. The hedgehog began running then rolling towards the mahjong arcs.
Sadly for Rome, he could not exactly control where he was going, but the mahjong tiles handled that fine. They had all jumped in front of him, making sure the hedgehog went through each arc. When Rome finally stopped rolling, everyone cheered for the emperor had 'done a great job'.
Hong Kong had saw the whole thing, but thought nothing of it. He just shrugged and clapped along with everyone else.
With all the cheering, China cheerfully walked towards the Roman hedgehog. He got ready for the swing as Rome and Germania were. Right when the emperor swung Germania, Rome had already started running and rolling, avoiding a smack.
The mahjong tiles scrambled once again, creating a straight line of arcs. Rome was able to smoothly roll through them all, but there was a trio that hadn't made an arc in time. The tiles sprinted towards the still rolling hedgehog, but all tripped and started tumbling.
The crowd waited with anticipation as to what will happen. The other tiles were gasping, looking away, or yelling at the three to pick up their slack. England and the flying mint bunny were squeezing each other, pleading for the best, and China's eyes were slowly darkening as time when on. Hong Kong just felt sympathy for the three tiles.
Right when the tree mahjong tiles slid to a stop, the Roman hedgehog rolled right past them. Fearing for their lives, the mahjong tiles slowly turned to their emperor, twitching when seeing his fierce glare.
"Off to the woks ahen." China's voiced boomed.
"Off to the woks! Off to the woks! By order of the king! Well, you heard what he said..." England bade again, only the mahjong tiles were already doing what to do.
Hong Kong watched again as another three tiles, the bamboo of four, five, and six, were dragged away like the three Baltics.
"Your turn aru."
"What?" Hong Kong's snapped towards China, his hands on his head as for protection. He thought he was also going to be sent to the woks, too, but the Chinese emperor signaled for the other's turn, much to Hong Kong's relief. "Yes, your majesty." the preteen bowed, getting ready for his turn.
Hong Kong straighten out his flamingo as a hedgehog was place before him. Right when he was getting ready to swing, the flamingo slumped down on him, rendering it useless at the moment. The crowd started chuckling along with England as China rolled his eyes.
"Stupid flamingo..." Hong Kong said under his breath, trying to straighten it out again. As he was trying to do so, the preteen finally gotten a good look at the flamingo.
The flamingo's body was brown and had a golden star on its chest. On its back was a white 50. The flamingo's neck to head was white and its legs were yellow. What really stood out to Hong Kong was the golden hair with a cowlick on the flamingo's head and glasses on its beak.
"Alfred...?" the preteen questioned. The flamingo nodded its head with a goofy smile. A second later, the American flamingo started tickling the daylight out of Hong Kong. The Chinese nation bursting with laugher, tears forming in his eyes. Everyone else bursting laughing, too. All but China, who pinched the bridge of his nose.
Forcefully trying to keep his eyes open, Hong Kong was able to see where America was. Still laughing, he was able to grab the bird's neck and whack the American's head against the ground. "Big huff mistake huff." the preteen managed to growl in between breathes.
America's eyes were swirling around from his head being whack, but once he gained his focus, he started going crazy again. Hong Kong tried desperately to hang onto the American bird, but America just kept flying around, laughing and causing everyone else to laugh.
The crowd roared even louder at America's next move. He and Hong Kong had switched places; Hong Kong lying on his back on the ground and America holding his legs. The preteen was getting as irritated as the emperor now.
Using some martial arts skills the China at home taught him, Hong Kong knocked America down, grabbing his long flamingo neck again. "Do you want us both to get skull splitting headaches?" Hong Kong growled to the other in a hushed tone, looking at China in the corner of his eye.
America seemed to have contemplated the question for a brief moment before shrugging his shoulders, chuckling goofily. "Well, I certainly don't." Hong Kong then put more of a grip on America's neck, earning a choking sound from him. The preteen then tried to bring his hedgehog closer to him, but he couldn't seem to spot it.
The hedgehog Hong Kong was supposed to use, kept disappearing and reappearing or slowly start to fade. Its fur was light blond and, like the other animals, it had hair. The hedgehog's hair was a shade darker than its fur and was wavy with a hair curl curling down. It also had glasses.
Hong Kong recognized some of the hedgehog's features, but what really stood out was the disappearing and reappearing. He knew of only one nation who did that. Oh, what was his name? The preteen knew it started with C. Chile? Cambodia? No... Ca... Canada! That was his name!
Quickly, Hong Kong grabbed Canada, the hedgehog giving a whispery squeak. The Chinese preteen then placed him right in front of Alfred's beak before giving a swing.
As Canada started rolling all around and neared an arc, the mahjong tiles would move or jump out the way. One set of tiles collapse before he could go under, bouncing off a tile and stopping.
Everyone started laughing again as Hong Kong just groaned, holding his head. He was getting a massive headache withoutthe woks. When the preteen looked up, he saw China was even chuckling as he went up for his turn.
As China neared the Roman hedgehog, Hong Kong noticed a figure appearing behind him. Canada? No, he was a hedgehog and was over there. Who could that be?
"Kesesese~" Hong Kong heard, figuring out who it was. "Having fun, little munchkin?" Prussia asked once fully appearing. He was leaning on China, unnoticed by all, as the emperor readied to hit the hedgehog. The Prussian was a head or so higher than the emperor.
"Not really..." Hong Kong mumbled, arms crossed.
"I'm sorry, can you say that again?" Prussia asked, a hand to his cat ear as he snickered.
"I said, 'not really'." Hong Kong repeated loudly.
"Not really what ahen?" China asked harshly, turning around. As he turned, Prussia quickly disappeared, reappearing behind China again.
"Nothing, you majesty. I was just talking to a bloody cat." Hong Kong replied, glaring at the smirking Prussian. Off to the side, England was inwardly cheering for the preteen's British side.
"Cat?" The emperor turned around, Prussia vanishing again, only to pop up some other place next to China.
"He's right there." Hong Kong pointed and China looked, but Prussia vanished again and again and again. "Oh, bloody hell." Hong Kong groaned, face-palming.
The emperor had gotten really irritated by Hong Kong's 'games'. He started nearing the preteen and when he was close, the mint bunny tossed over a ladle which China caught and held up to Hong Kong's neck, threateningly. With a dangerous voice, he sharply said, "Don't mess with me, boy. You won't enjoy it if I am angry. I know much more deadlier punishments than woks ahen."
Hong Kong took the emperor's word, knowing his brother had a pretty dark ancient history. The fact that China's eyes could also forced fear didn't hurt either.
With that, the Emperor of Hearts returned to where he was before and Prussia popped up again. "He seems so much more awesome when he's pissed." he snickered. "Wanna piss our little emperor off some more?~"
"Don't. You. Dare." Hong Kong threatened.
"Pssh, you're no fun." Prussia pouted. "Fine, fine! But wanna know something a bit peculiar?" The Prussian Cheshire Cat turned to China then to Hong Kong, seeing the preteen looking back. "Isn't the Emperor of Hearts' wardrobe just lovely? Kesesese~"
"His wardrobe?" Hong Kong questioned, curious as to what Prussia said. Little did he know, the he himself was walking right into the Cheshire Cat's game. "Well, his robes are defiantly from centuries ago. The Han Dynasty, I'm pretty sure." Hong Kong examined, "His hair has intricate pins... And... Combs..."
"Bingo." Prussia said to himself with a sly grin.
"He's wearing clothes of a noblewomen." Hong Kong bluntly said, not quite thinking about what he said until he heard gasping. Over by the emperor, a loud squawk could be heard from Germania from his newly pained ankles.
"What?" China roared, turning to Hong Kong with a flushed expression of anger and embarrassment
"Kesesese~My work here is done. Good luck with the emperor now!" and with that, Prussia vanish, leaving Hong Kong the blame.
"Why you little–!"
"Dear sweet Queen Victoria! Save the emperor!" England shouted with nervousness. The mahjong tiles quickly surrounded China as he was stomping over to the preteen, their backs to him. The emperor was not happy by this, shouting multiple Chinese swears.
"T-the emperor has had many, many issues with a mouse and hare breaking into the palace and replacing his clothing." England explained to Hong Kong, also with the tiles. The first thing that popped into the nation's mind when hearing 'mouse' and 'hare' was Japan and Taiwan. That was enough to explain everything.
A moment later, Hong Kong snapped out of his thoughts when he heard yelling. China was able to kick half the wall of mahjong tiles away, sending the tiles flying. The emperor was able to make his way towards the preteen, grabbing and holding him by his shirt collar. Hong Kong held onto China's wrist to prevent himself from choking and such.
"You have gotten on my very last nerve ahen." China growled. "I am thinking of so many ways I could end you." he added, scaring the preteen; China was the lastperson Hong Kong thought would say that to him and be doing this to him.
"N-now, now, Yao!" England appeared, holding China back. "Let's not do anything rash." He forcefully pulled the Chinese's arm back, making him let the nation go. When Hong Kong was released, he had dropped to his hands and knees.
"I know! How about a trial?" England suggested with a nervous smile, still holding China back.
"A trial aru?" China turned his head to England, showing a questioning, disbelieving look.
"Mmhmm! Please! Just a little one?" England asked, placing his head on China's shoulder, looking at him with puppy-dog eyes. China's cheeks instantly tinted pink as he turned away, using his long sleeve to cover part of his face.
"Fine aru... I hate when you do that..." China answered, trying his best to sound aloof. England only smiled, not falling for the other's act.
"...Oh my god..." Hong Kong silently said to himself at the scene before him. He didn't know what was more scary; when China had him by the neck, or England just a second ago.
Notes:
-Germania Flamingo - Based off German national bird (Golden Eagle)
-America Flamingo - Based off American national bird (Bald Eagle) and America's jacket
-Han Dynasty noblewomen robes - Author thinks they're very pretty =w=v
Reviews are Loved, please excuse grammar, spelling, and/or language...
This chapter and the previous one was suppose to be one big chapter, but I decided to cut it in half. That is why the last chapter was so short. Sorry... *bows*