Again, sorry for the delay. Oh, and I absolutely refuse to give out any 'coming soon' pairings – they don't.

And just to bump up the word count, I do not own Hetalia. (It should be obvious to anyone who has two brain cells to rub together.)

Short!chapter is short.


"Sssh! Don't laugh!" Lithuania whispered urgently to Poland.

"I can't! It's, like, so totally funny that the armies are, y'know, circling this building whose roof we're, like, on. And so totally not seeing each other. They'll be, like, getting dizzy soon!"

"Still! You don't want to get shot, do you?"

The only response Lithuania got was another fit of laughter as both armies reversed direction at the exact same instant.

Meanwhile, Switzerland and Belgium were hugging awkwardly. Iceland and Liechtenstein were still laughing, Finland was still telling the two of them off for spying, Belarus was still trolling around and TRNC was still sulking. Canada, however, had changed back into trousers, and was now giving Prussia a massage. If Hungary had been there, she most likely would have used up the memory card on her camara, but alas, she was not. (Which was actually pretty good for the cleaning staff, seeing as bloodstains are bitches to get off.)

"Look, guys, we've been circling this building for four hours now", Estonia said, "shouldn't we give up or go someplace else?"

"No! You must complete the training exercise!"

"Erm, how about we pause before anyone dies of heat exhaustion?" Norway suggested. After some discussion, Germany agreed.

In the end, they didn't get much rest, as the Green Army marched into view.

"Ha! There they are! I knew that marching around the building would lure them out!" America yelled.

"For four hours?" France complained.

"Wha- wait. You've been marching around this building for four hours too?" Germany asked, stunned.

"EPIC FAIL!" Poland and Lithuania yelled at the top of their lungs from the building's roof.

The armies then proceeded to stand slack-jawed in silence for at least a quarter of an hour, before finally attacking each other. Despite (or perhaps because of) the build-up, the only person who really got hurt was France, who had his hair pulled by Latvia.

Meanwhile, Switzerland and Belgium had progressed to very awkward almost-kissing, Finland was taking photographs, Iceland and Liechtenstein had disappeared into a closet, Belarus was singing the "trololololol" song, because apparently it reminded her of Russia, TRNC was reading, and Prussia had made it his mission to teach Canada the female part in waltz.

"FRANCE! No molesting people unless I have my camera with!" Hungary yelled.

"But America's just too cute not to molest~"

"If you continue molesting my partner, I shall give you a taste of Soviet order, da?"

"Hey! I'm totally not sleeping with you, Commie bastard!"

"Honhonhon, in denial? Well, we'll just have to fix that and let l'amour fly loose, oui?"

"Pruuussiaaaa, whyyyy diiid youuu haaave to take my cameraaaaaaaaaa!" Hungary yelled at the top of her lungs.

Ukraine started crying.

"Sverige?" Denmark asked Sweden, watching the others argue loudly, "I'm feeling horny just from watching them argue..." He smiled seductively and turned to face Sweden. The other nation responded by kissing him.

Five minutes later

"It's not like we could've known she would die of a nosebleed!" Denmark objected.

Ukraine still bawled in the background, despite Russia's best attempts to comfort her.

"You knew she was a yaoi fan aru!"

"Still, a nosebleed that explosive?"

"'nd w' j'st k'ssd. N' s'x."

"Still. It's Hungary, y'know, she's prone to that stuff", America scolded Sweden and Denmark.

Russia was stunned. "America... I- I don't know how to say this, but... I didn't know you had two brain cells to rub against each other."

At that, America let out a yell that sounded like the bastard child of "kyaarrrghhh" and "Commie bastard!" and attacked Russia.


A/N: Note how I have no idea how to continue this? (Don't worry, it will be continued!)

Also, please please please read Espatier. I'm going to end this within two chapters (unless my plans go to hell, like they tend to) and then finish Espatier before moving on to any new multi-parters. (Though if you have any wishes/suggestions for one-shots, I'll see what I can do. Or I'll just continue to jot down whatever comes to mind.)