Chapter 2: The King's Brother

After the ceremony, the kids were playing some fun outdoor activities. They decide to play some frisbee. The small girl throws the frisbee high to the other side of the city. So the other kids told the small boy to retrieve the frisbee back. So the boy rushed to revive the frisbee back, But someone grab the small boy. It was Ivan; a powerful nation who just looking for a friend. The boy was so scared of this tall, imitating, and childlike Russian man.

"Please sir, let me go." said the scared little boy.

"Life's not fair, is it, da? Said Ivan. The boy shakes his head in response. "You see, I…Well, I shall never become a powerful leader. Da.

"Please sir, I-I don't mean any harm. Just let me go" said the scared little boy

"You're very cute for a child, da." chuckled Ivan sarcastically "Now, you never see the light of day" he was ready to hurt the little boy. Until someone interrupted him

"Did your mother ever tell you not to hurt any small children?" said a man with an Austrian accent

The Russian sighed pitifully. "What do you want, Roderich?

"I'm here to announce that King Berwald's on his way, So you'd better have a good explanation for missing the ceremony this morning." explained Roderich. While distracted, the small boy is finally free from Ivan's gripe. Then Roderich looks at the boy while holding a frisbee.

"By the way, I think this belongs to you." He gave the frisbee back to the small boy, who gleefully thanked him by giving him a nice hug. Then he ran off.

"Oh, now look Roderich, you made me lose my new friend" Ivan pouted

"Ha! The only thing that you'll be losing is another member of your Soviet Union when Berwald is done getting through with you. He's as mad as a broken violin" retorted Roderich

"Oooh~ I quiver with fear, da." He said with an evil-looking smile, with a creepy aura surrounding him, slowly stepping toward him.

Roderich stepped back a few, looking scared. "Now, Ivan, don't look at me that way." He screamed and ran off, until Ivan caught him, squeezing his neck, making Roderich lose some air. Roderich look like he was gonna be a goner until a thick Swedish voice appeared.

"Iv'n" Then comes Berwald, right on time, looking serious with a plaid tone.

"Da?" Ivan responded back while holding (or choking) Roderich's neck, who look like he was gonna pass out.

"L't h'm go" said Berwald

"Wunderbar timing, your majesty." said Roderich with a scratchy tone. Then Ivan let him go. Roderich landed face-first on the wall

"O Bozhe~, if it isn't my cousin from the other nation who wants to mingle with the other nations, da?" he provoked the Swedish blond man, in return in an angry expression.

"Tino 'nd I d'dn't see y' at th' pr'sent'on of Peter." said Berwald with his usual plaid tone. Ivan gasped as he was just pretending to look surprised.

"That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful" Ivan groaned, using his metal pipe to make an ear-splitting screech so pulverizing loud it'll make even dogs can hear. Roderich cringed so much about that nice that it could make him go deaf. Then he finished polishing his metal pipe, it looked sparkling and clean (I don't even wanna know how he can do that).

"I must've slipped my mind, da~" said Ivan while viewing his shiny, new, Magical Metal Pipe of Pain. Roderich is adjusting his ears to make sure it's still working.

"Yes, well, as slippery your mind is, you should be the first nation to be in line." Roderich scorned Ivan.

"Well, I was first in line…"He attempts to scare the poor Austrian man, who now hiding behind Berwald. "Until that hardheaded brat was born"

"Th't br't is m' s'n. 'Nd yo'r fut're k'ng" He said right in front of Ivan's face.

"Oh, I shall practice my curtsy, da~" said Ivan as he held up a "phone hand" and walk away from Berwald, who now seem very angry.

"D'nt t'rn yo're b'ck on m', Ivan!" Berwald roared at his Soviet cousin.

"Oh, no, Berwald. Perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me, da~" Ivan teased as he walked away. Berwald is not furious as he launches himself and grabs his scarf without hesitation.

"Is th't a utmaning?!" He growled angrily at Ivan, showing his angry expression. But Ivan put his finger in Berwald's lips

"Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you" Ivan rolled his eyes. Ivan let himself go.

"Pity, why not?" said Roderich, eyeing the violet-blue-eyed Russian.

"Well, as far as brains go, I got the nation's share, da?. But when it's come to brute strength and power…" He sighed pitifully and turned to Berwald (who was still pissed). "I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool". He padded at the angry Sweden, wandering off to the city. Berwald can't help and wonder why on earth will he be related to Ivan.

Roderich also sighed as he also patted him to comfort him. "There's one in every family, sire. Three of them to be precise. Switzerland is busy with his home country. But sadly, they always manage to ruin our special occasions" said Roderich.

"I j'st d'n't kn'w wh't to do w'th h'm, Roderich." said the worried Swedish"

"Maybe we can make him into a handsome, but terrifying throw rug"

"Roderich!" Berwald chuckled (HOLY SHOOT, HE'S ACTUALLY CHUCKLED, PLEASE SOMEONE GRAB A CAMERA)

"And just think, Whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and beat him!" the two nations chuckled, leaving Ivan's room and heading to the living room, where they can see Tino and the other nations, chatting and stuff while taking care of the small nations. Meanwhile, in China. The clouds are dark with rain clouds. The thunder and lightning begin to strike, Illuminating Yao's house, and rain fell into the city. Inside the house, Yao was painting a picture of Peter. while humming his Chinese song and muttering. Then he finished painting his picture.

"Finished. Soon, Peter, you'll be the new nation's leader, aru." Said Yao happily, as he showed the picture of Peter Kirkland smiled

A/N: I just wanna say that writing Sweden's accent is very difficult to write. I also want to mention is that I am a huge fan of SuFin (even though we didn't get to see them yet). Also, I'm trying my best to write all the Hetalia characters and personalities, so please don't flame me.

Also, in case you forgot about the multilingual words they say in the chapter, allow me to translate them for you.

O Bozhe means Oh My in Russian. and Utimaning means Challenge in Swedish.

Stay Tuned for Chapter 3