There is a legend of a boy who sleeps that brings good luck to those who wake him. Many have tried, but none have succeeded. Alfred and Arthur set out to see if the legend is true, but there is one thing they didn't count on: the boy has a guardian. And what are these memories that Alfred can't seem to recall ever living?

Spain decided it'll be a great idea if he and Romano made some homemade pizza together.

Alfred believes he's not crazy- yet somehow got dumped under the care of Dr. Gilbert of White Eagle Hospital. M for later chapters. AmeriPru US tops

England supposed he should probably thank the frog, but he was too mad. He didn't want to think about that. It wasn't the time. He just wanted to spend some time with his whiskey and cry about how his life sucked. Eventual USUK.

Lovino is very, very bored. Written when I was very, very bored. T just to be on the safe side, a little bit of language. Spamano if you squint. Just a drabble.

France has invited the Countries to his house for a party after a world meeting; everyone is playing truth or dare. Requests are appreciated - please message me the form (located in the first chapter) so I can write your experience with the Countries! Chapters will range from K to M depending on events taking place.

What happens when two overly excited possibly sugar high best friends who haven't seen each other in a long time just finish a marathon of watching Hetalia, and just found out they are going to Seaworld but it would be a two hour drive and are so excited they decide to write a sentence by sentence story? Well the answer to your question would be entertainingly random story.

Kecelakaan yang membuat semua orang tertawa Dan juga membuat yg mengalami akan malu besar

1987, East London. The country's false facade is crumbling and Arthur Kirkland is bored. He has seen this happen before of course and is fed up. I guess when you have lived for 300 years everything becomes tedious. Oh? You are wondering how mr Kirkland is so old? Well I guess he'll have to show you, unless that nosy American beats you to it...

Описание: Военные Битании нашли способ борьбы с сомалийскими пиратами. Офицеры утверждают, что как только пираты слышат звуки песен Бритни, они бегут от них, как от огня. Успешнее сомалийцев пугают хиты "Ops! I Did It Again" и "Baby One More Time". В арсенале моряков есть и более мощное оружие: если пираты привыкнут к песням Спирс, военные грозят поставить бандитам Бибера".

Россия, а ты почти всегда испытываешь боль. В тебе идёт модернизация , поэтому тебе больно и страшно. Так почему же ты не плачешь?

A love triangle between Prussia, Hungary and Austria. With a few other favourite pairings thrown into the hectic mic.

He isn't crazy. He has to prove that the violet eye boy he see's is real. Which isn't as simple as he had hoped. Arthur Kirkland is indeed in trouble. Alfred nor Francis isn't any help. No evidence to prove he isn't going insane. And most importantly, what has Arthur forgotten three years ago? And will he remember the forgotten? Human names used. Rated T because of reasons.

(Extreme crack) It's the end of the world, and Hungary has a proposition to make! (Edit: This is middle-school shit that will be disposed of soon).

"I remember days when we walked together, me putting on my earphones to force my eyes to open wide, you having your glasses on so your ears'd not miss a sound. We'd walk and walk and walk, when I held up my 'inherited' old camera toward you, and you knew but pretended to not know and hummed the melody of the ice cream truck from across the street. " Oneshot, USUK AU drabbles

In rapid succession, countries are forgetting who they are and disappear without a trace or anyone else remembering them. To prevent further disasters, a team is created to prevent anymore disappearances. Yet how can they do this impossible feat if no one can remember anything? Originally called "Do You Know Who I Am?" Currently being rewritten. Rating inside.

After a threat is made against the nations, they send out letters to all their children scattered across the globe calling them to World Academy in an effort to protect them. Multi-crossover. Title subject to change.

Austria no puede creerlo, no puede ni siquiera levantarse, estaba a punto de hacer algo que nunca imagino en sus siglos de vida: Cuidar un bebe. Y no solo un bebe, su propia hija. Esa pequeña lo miraba con sus grandes ojos violetas y le sonreía, pero el sabia que si lo echaba a conseguiría que Suiza lo destrozara.

Lovino has always been told by the two people closest to him that his heart was supposed to race when he was around the person that he loved, and it does, but with the wrong person.

A zombie apocalypse has torn apart the world and killed off most of the human population. How will the nations take to the aftermath? (I'll be adding more to the first chapter, I just wanted to get a feel for the audience and publishing system. I hope this doesn't inconvenience anyone. Comments and constructive critiques are always welcome!)

France/Lithuania, ensemble: kink meme de-anon, a romance in a restaurant kitchen setting between 2 chefs and all the ordered chaos that comes with running a restaurant. WIP.

Desde hace unas décadas… estoy enamorado de mi hermano, quizás no deba sentirme así, no es normal, por otra parte esta el hecho de que nosotros no somos normales tampoco así que tal vez, no sea el único que se siente así, tal vez sea correspondido y tal vez no este mal.

"…j-jangan kembali ke Russia." / "Kau terlalu—hiks—baik padaku, Liet. A-aku seperti… m-membencimu…" / Lithuania menghela nafas panjang dan tersenyum kecil, "Aku juga menyayangimu, Poland." [Oneshot, warning inside]

Hetalia AU. Arthur Kirkland was a widower. He found it increasingly difficult to care for his two sons, Alfred and Matthew, all by himself. And so, in desperation he calls upon his brother in law- all the way from France! Arthur begins to regret this choice, as the Frenchman's methods far differ from his own. No Pairings! Just family. Rated T for Safety.

It's a boring day at the W Academy. So, America suggests a fun game of silent ball.