Representation Chapter Seventeen: That's So Manly, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

A/N: Hello! My Plot Bunnies have officially changed into Plot Goldfishes. An attention span of two chapters. So, I'm back from Disney World. Well, I got back on Thursday, and the next day went to a cosplay sleep-over, but I'll tell out about that in the end note. Oh, and just so we're clear, the astricts allined in the center means that I was just too lazy to put the lyrics in and your can get off your lazy butt and look them up if ya wanna know what they are. EDIT: The things didn't work so I just fixed it with lines

I've recently gotten into Yu-Gi-Oh the Abridged Series and all the 'Let's Play's that Marik does. The Bloodlines one is hilarious. I love all the epic quotes and crud. And I've fangirl squealed over Bakura. Anyway….let's get going.

Warnings: Stuff. Yup. Stuff

Chapter Start

"That's inappropriate…" Z said through a fake cough. "Ok, my turn now! I'll be singing 'This is War' by 30 Seconds to Mars." She took the microphone back from Matthew and cleared her throat.

"That's so…manly…" Alfred muttered. "You sounded like a dude!"

"Hah! I knew you were secretly a boy, aru!" Yao cried.

"You shouldn't be accusing anyone of having gender identity issues, Mr. She-male!" Z shot back.

Yao merely pouted rather childishly.

"So, that's settled. Let's move along! Kiku Honda….or is it Honda Kiku? Whatever your name is, you're being summoned!" the ginger girl called.

The Japanese boy nodded and quickly made his way over. I just hope this will not be too embarrassing… he thought, a bit too optimistically.

"Your song is the Dokuro-chan theme song."

"Oh… that anime…" Kiku muttered, shuddering slightly. "Gomenasai… " he picked up the microphone.

[pipirupirupirupipirupi~
pipirupirupirupipirupi~
nande mo dekichau BATTO ESUKARIBORUGU!

pipirupirupirupipirupi~
pipirupirupirupipirupi~
mahou no gion de jinsei yarinaoshite ageru

iya yo dame yo konna no BAKABAKA
sonna ni GIRAGIRA shinaide
onegai dakara eii!

bokusatsu tenshi chi shibuki DOKUDOKU DOKURO-chan
bokusatsu tenshi shinzou DOKUDOKU DOKURO-chan
funde shibatte tataite
kette jirashite tsurushite
demo sore tte BOKU no "ai" na no

pipirupirupirupipirupi~
pipirupirupirupipirupi~
bannou chimamire BATTO ESUKARIBORUGU!

pipirupirupirupipirupi~
pipirupirupirupipirupi~
fushigi na gion de yume kanaete ageru

iya n baka n uffu n DAMEDAME
sonna ni MURAMURA shinaide
onegai dakara eii!

bokusatsu tenshi BATTO de DOSUDOSU DOKURO-chan
bokusatsu tenshi chi midoro dorodoro DOKURO-chan
kitte nagutte nabutte
sashite sarashite tarashite
demo sore tte BOKU no "ai" na no

pipirupirupirupipirupi~
pipirupirupirupipirupi~
tensai togetoge BATTO ESUKARIBORUGU

pipirupirupirupipirupi~
pipirupirupirupipirupi~
kawaii gion de jinsei DOKIDOKI BAKUBAKU

hafu n ahi papu yurushite
sonna ni GITOGITO shinaide
onegai dakara eii!

bokusatsu tenshi chi matsuri DONDON ko DOKURO-chan
bokusatsu tenshi hanaji dopyudopyu DOKURO-chan
daite dakarete tojikomete
naite waratte koroshite
demo sore tte BOKU no "ai" na no

bokusatsu tenshi BATTO de DOSUDOSU DOKURO-chan
bokusatsu tenshi chi midoro dorodoro DOKURO-chan
kitte nagutte nabutte
sashite sarashite tarashite
demo sore tte BOKU no "ai" na no

pipirupirupirupipirupi~]

"Wow, zat's catchy and annoying at ze same time…" Gilbert said.

Several people nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, just don't look up the English lyrics. It will freaking scar you for life. It's a good thing I forgot them though." Z said.

Kiku nodded. "Hai…it is rather embarrassing to say that it came from my country…"

"In other news, next is Arthur Kirkland!"

Arthur sighed. This is going to be quite embarrassing… He thought, much less optimistic than his Japanese friend.

"You're singing a little song called 'Ravers in the UK' by Manian." Z handed him the microphone.

"What the blood **** did I just sing?" the Brit wondered out loud.

"Aw, you did good!" Z applauded him. "Sorry for embarrassing you like that. But wasn't it fun?"

"It's 'you did well'… " Arthur muttered. "And no, it wasn't bloody fun…" He sighed and jumped down.

"That's Artie!" Z shouted after him.

"Don't mention it…ever."

"All right then…Toris Laruinaitis, you're up next."

Toris hesitated but then Feliks practically picked him up and threw him on the stage. He stumbled a bit, but then straightened up.

"Ok great… good job, Feliks." Z said. "…and Toris, you're singing 'Welcome to My Life' by Simple Plan."

Toris nodded shakily and took the microphone.

"Yay Tori!" Feliks cheered after the song had finished. "Like, you're voice is totally awesome! And the way the microphone shook while you were singing was like, totally adorable!"

"Thanks Feliks…" Toris sighed, jumping down. His foot slipped a bit, and he almost fell flat on his face when Feliks caught him.

Feliks smiled and Toris blushed a bit when the Polish cross-dresser helped him to his feet. "Hey, is it my turn yet?" the Polish boy complained loudly, quickly changing moods.

"Actually, it is your turn. Get up here." Z said.

Feliks smiled once more and climbed up to where the microphone stood. "So, like, what am I singing?"

"You've got the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic theme song. Have fun."

"Righteous!" Feliks shouted, grabbing the microphone.

"It's times like these that make me sad to say that I know him…" the Lithuanian sighed. "That and when…well, never mind… I don't really want to think about that…"

"Like, what'd you say?" Feliks asked.

Toris just shook his head.

"Next up is Berwald Oxenstiema… or however you're supposed to pronounce that." Z called.

Berwald took his spot. "I w'll d' th's f'r m' w'f…" he muttered.

"Well, I'm sure Tino will appreciate your effort. You're singing 'Go, Go Sweden' by Ola Svensson." Z told him.

Berwald nodded and took the microphone.

"You did well!" Tino said when Berwald returned to the group.

Berwald patted Tino on the head and the Finnish boy blushed slightly, still smiling though.

"And…Tino Vainamoinen, you're next." They heard from the stage.

"Oh, ok," Tino said, jumping up next to her.

"You're gonna sing 'Santa Claus is Coming to Town."

"Sounds good to me!"

Tino smiled once more and jumped down. Berwald patted his head again.

"Let's see…next is Feliciano Vargas." Z read off her note. "C'mon up, Feli. I'm sure Roma can deal without you for a few minutes."

"Vee~ Ok!" Feliciano chirped. He came up on stage, leaving the blushing half-German to deal with all the people around him, some of them smiling like they knew something that he didn't.

"You're singing 'Mama Mia', kay?" Z said to the Italian.

"Sí," Feliciano took the microphone.

"Zat vas kind of funny…" Gilbert laughed. The little yellow bird sitting on his head tweeted in concurrence.

Elizabeta smacked him in the head with the frying pan. "Don't make fun of Feli!" she scolded.

Feliciano jumped off the stage with a short 've' and went off to find Roma who had somehow managed to vanish in the few minutes that his friend was gone.

"Hm…whaddya know…. We lost Roma…." Z muttered. "Ok, Lovino Vargas, you're next."

Lovino muttered something under his breath which slightly resembled 'stupid *****….'.

"You're singing 'If I Fall'' by the White Tie Affair."

The Italian sighed and took the microphone.

"Lovi, you're so cute!" Antonio almost squealed.

"Toni, you could really work on being more manly." Francis commented.

"Says the least manly of us…" Gilbert scoffed.

During this slight argument, Lovino ran off to hide from the Spanish pedophile. He found Roma, who looked extremely ticked off at a discolored ceiling tile, and headed for the other side of the room.

"Next I need Yao Wang and Ivan Braginski. Ya'll have a duet." Z announced.

Yao tried to avoid Ivan as they both stood on the stage. "I bet she did this on purpose, aru…" The Chinese man sighed.

"Ya'll are singing 'Europa' by ….um… I forget." Z said.

"Duets originated in Korea, da-ze!" Yong Soo declared. "I found you, Yao!"

"Aiyah!" Yao cried, running off the stage.

Yong Soo started to chase after him. "Wait!" Z shouted at him. "You're not going anywhere, it's your turn! ….why does it seem like everyone here has a stalker?"

The Korean sighed and came on stage. "Karaoke originated in Korea, da-ze! What am I singing?"

"'The Good Life' by Three Days Grace." Z handed him the microphone. "Does it make you feel any better if you knew that I just picked this because I was running out of time and couldn't think of anything else at 1 in the morning?"

Yong Soo shook his head, but took the microphone anyway.

"Ok, you can find your Asian now." Z said dismissively. "Next is Lilli Zwingli."

The young girl practically had to fight her brother to get away from him, but finally got on stage.

"Ok, you have the song 'Safe and Sound' by Taylor Swift. It's a cute song. I like it." Z told her.

Lilli nodded and took the microphone.

She smiled when she finished singing and jumped off the stage.

"And last but most certainly not least is Vash Zwingli!" Z said.

Vash came on stage and he didn't look the least bit happy. "Do I have to do this?"

"I'll buy you some cheese." Z offered.

The Swiss boy thought about this and then finally agreed.

"Great! You're singing 'Trigger Happy' by Weird Al Yankovic."

Vash took the microphone.

[Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any greater
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Well, you can't take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the Commies attack us tonight
I'll blow their brains out with my Smith and Wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again
Now why'd you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, Dad
You know, I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Oh, I still haven't figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little Fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We'll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I'm so trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We'll all get liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves

Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, I'm prayin' somebody tries to break in here tonight
I always keep a Magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

"And that's all folks! Feel free to hang around for however long you want!" Z said. She herself left the party, visibly exhausted. The pillow fight that took up most of the time she could have been sleeping had caught up with her.

"I don't understand…" Roderich sighed.

"What?" Vash asked, momentarily pausing in his threatening of anyone who tried to tell Lilli she had a cute voice.

"Where on Earth did they get all this alcohol?" the Austrian said, watching as Gilbert pranced about the room, what was at least his fifth beer in his hand. "Most people here are underage in America, right?" he quickly looked away when Gilbert turned around.

The Swiss boy just shrugged. "I think so, but some people wouldn't care." He glanced over at Raivis. "Him, for instance. I've heard he drinks quite a bit."

"He's the youngest of us all!" Roderich exclaimed, clearly shocked.

Vash was about to say something but was interrupted by a rather annoying laugh.

"Kesesesese~" Gilbert laughed, throwing his arms over Roderich's shoulders and leaning into him. "Y'ladies done gossiping yet, Roddy?" He slurred.

Roderich jumped. "Get off! What is wrong with you?" He yelped.

"I'm ****** awesome! Zat's vhat!" the albino sang dopily.

"No, you're just an ***." The Austrian growled.

"A ******* drunk ***!" Gilbert added, smiling.

"Gilbert, if any of the staff catch you, they'd kill you." Roderich said sternly.

"Why~?" Gilbert moaned.

"The strict 'no alcohol on campus' rule. Remember that one?"

"Zey're mean…"

"No, you're just a moron. Now let go if you want my help saving your sorry butt."

""Not s'rry…jus' drunk…" Gilbert corrected. He did, however, release Roderich from his grasp. "So, vhaddya gonna do?"

"Just follow me." Roderich slightly grabbed Gilbert's arm to guide him.

"Kesesese~ Vhere 're ve goin'?" the 'Prussian' asked as he followed behind the other, obviously drunk even by looking at the way he walked.

"Your room." Roderich answered simply.

"Oh, I see. Zis isn't about saving mein ***…you wanna-" Gilbert was cut off when the Austrian put a hand over his mouth.

"Whatever you're about to say, don't." Roderich growled. He gagged slightly and stepped away. "Ugh… I can't stand too close to you…"

"I knew it. You can't hide your love forever, Roddy! You can't stand too close 'cuz y' love me too much!" Gilbert exclaimed.

"No, I can smell the beer on your breath from here." Roderich sighed. He stopped walking when they were a good distance away from the building they had left and the dorms and turned to face Gilbert. "Look, you really need to be quiet. You're so obviously drunk just from listening to you talk. At this point, if they catch you, I'll get in trouble too. So, what on Earth will it take for you just to shut up?"

Gilbert's intoxicated mind processed this and thought about solutions. "Carry me on your back until ve reach mein room." He decided.

"I suppose I can manage that." Roderich said after a moment.

Gilbert smirked. "Und y' haf to say you love me…und mean it."

Roderich's eyes widened. "No, I refuse! That's a little too far."

"D'you want me t' be quiet or not?"

The other boy thought this through. Well, he's pretty much completely wasted…he probably won't remember anything I say to him anyway…and I really do need him to be quiet. I can't believe I'm doing this just to get him to shut up… "Fine, Gilbert, I love you."

"Honestly? From ze bottom of dein heart?"

"Ja, Gilbert. From the bottom of mein heart." He sighed, biting back a bit of sarcasm.

"Yay! Now," Gilbert cheered, "Carry me, Noble Steed!"

Roderich let Gilbert climb onto his back, trying to ignore the 'Noble Steed' comment. "You're heavier than I expected…" he muttered under his breath as he started walking.

When he stopped moving to open the doors to the dorm lobby, he noticed two things. One: that Gilbird had nestled itself between his neck and the collar of his shirt (it was quite warm and very soft, he noted) and two: Gilbert had fallen asleep, his head on Roderich's other shoulder. Roderich sighed and went in the building.

"Good evening, Mr. Eldenstein. Did something happen to Gilbert?" the woman at the front desk asked.

"He wasn't feeling well and then fell asleep on the way back." Roderich said.

"Well, it's sweet of you to help him out. I know how difficult it is for you two to get along."

He gave her a small nod and started off again before he collapsed under Gilbert's weight. Why does he have to stay on the third floor…actually, we all do, but still… He was quite relieved when he made it to Gilbert and Ludwig's room. Roderich lightly tapped Gilbird on the head. The little bird glared up at him and lightly pecked his neck.

"Ow!" Roderich yelped. "Look, will you just get Gilbert's key for me?" He wasn't entirely sure why he was talking to the bird, but it seemed to listen to Gilbert. Why not him?

Gilbird looked as if it were contemplating this and then flew into Gilbert's shirt pocket. It returned several moments later with the key in its beak and dropped it in Roderich's hand. Gilbird tweeted and then went back to where it had been napping.

Roderich unlocked the door and just dropped Gilbert onto the bed. Gilbird jumped off and landed on its owner's chest. The Austrian picked up the trash can, scribbled a note on a sticky note, stuck it to the trash can, and placed the can next to Gilbert's head. Roderich nodded to himself and then left to go to his own room.

"…thanks Roddy…" Gilbert muttered subconsciously.

A/N: Oh, thank you God, it's finally done! I finished this chapter after what, a while? Sure. We'll go with that.

So, about the cosplay sleepover. I wore my America cosplay, our Russia cosplayer wore her Russia cosplay, and our England cosplayer wore her wig. We went walking through our Germany's neighborhood and had a little photo shoot thing. Our England and I did the little heart thing with our hands. (You can find the picture on her DeviantART: XxsakunoxX. I think it's just called 'England and America'.) And then, literally at 1:30 in the morning, we watched Insideous. I only watched the first five minutes and England and I started watching Youtube because we didn't wanna get scared. And when we all went to sleep at 4:17, I fell asleep, literally, leaning on her arm. She told us in the morning that she wanted to move me, but didn't want to wake me up because I look really cute while I'm sleeping apparently. There were many USUK jokes at that sleepover. Oh, and we ate mochi and someone goes 'Wait, we just ate mocha…' and I freaked out and started screaming 'I JUST ATE AMERIMOCHI!"

Well, thanks to everyone that reviewed! Ya'll make my world go 'round.

Oh, at Disney World, when we went to Epcot, I laughed when I saw the World Showcase map, because the Germany and Italy pavilions are right next to each other and the France and UK pavilions are right next to each other. (If you want the full Disney World story, go to my DeviantART (Terachanglianzylan same as my name on here) and look at my recent journals.)

DISCLAIMER!

Prussia: Terach doesn't own ze awesomeness zat is Hetalia, or any of zese characters except that crazy ***** Z.

Hey, be nice!

Peace out, ya'll.