A.N: Hey there people! This Waterloo V.2! Enjoy!
Diclamier: I do not own Hetalia or whatever mentioned. Or even the battle. It's not mine.
Warnings: OOCness, I'm sorry but that's life people!
-We can't accept that!
-It's outrageous.
-You will do something about it, da?
A blond man, more known as the nation of France, was looking at this fellow nation wondering if they were all crazy. He wondered what chances he had to escape this so-called meeting, but he knew it was just to punish him, as they would so kindly put it, for letting Napoleon take the power. They thought it was illegal only because he wasn't exactly found of the royalty system. At some point, France did like the alliance he had with the others of the Seventh Coalition but since Napoleon took control of his country things were pretty tensed and he didn't want to change of ruler. Neither him nor his people.
-I don't see why I shall do such thing.
-Again, frog, we can't accept having your ruler on the throne. You shall need a King or some kind of royalty and blue blood. No bastard.
-I'm not going to change anything. What will you do?
An albino, more known as Prussia came in the little circle that had form. He wasn't late, he just had something else to do before coming and he came in at the right moment.
-We'll go at war against you.
-See if I'm afraid of that empty threat.
With that the French nation walked away. He didn't need someone else to tell him who should and who shouldn't be in control in his own country. It's not like he would go to other nations and tell them how they have to be rule. There is a couple of exceptions, but he was an empire and that's what empires do.
In the room some nations gathered together. They talked for a while. A blond nation, with eyebrows slightly bigger than what one is use to see, a tall nation with spiked hair, some smaller nations and the albino nation who, after several minutes speak up.
-I have a plan, and I am sure it'll work perfectly fine.
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England, at the head of his multinational army, observed the field where he was. He was supposed to meet with Prussia in a couple of days in order to circle France, but he quickly realised that it might take more time. They hadn't plan the fact that France would managed to stop Prussia early on with only a small part of its army.
-Do you thing we should still attack him and hope that Prussia defeat the other army?
England looked at the Netherlands. He didn't know what they should do. He didn't know what would give them the better chances to win. If they attacked now they could hope that France would have to stop fighting with Prussia and hope he would have to concentrate his forces on them, but by doing so, they would face the whole French army without the guarantee of support from the Prussian and that could cost them a lot. At the same time, if they did not attack, France would probably do it first and they would be stuck with the same scenario.
-In the end it's all the same. We can either wait for him to attack or we can attack first and hope that it will be enough to help Prussia defeat him on his side.
-The first option would give us more chances even if we relay everything on a theory.
-That's what I thought. How about tomorrow morning?
-Sounds good enough.
France managed to stop Prussia for a while, but he saw England and the Netherlands earlier and he knew they wouldn't wait for him to make the first move. He wasn't really afraid of them. He had the best canons and they were, for the most part, pointed directly at the two enemy nations. His best men were all waiting for the other nations to make their move. He had expected such things and he could easily divide his forces without fearing a lost. Prussia did try to beat him, but every time he could push him away. The albino was more annoying at the moment than a real threat.
That night, rain fell. Nothing too bad. Just a little rain would not harm anyone, thus no one seemed to be bothered by it. They went at their occupations before the battle. They made everything was in place and ready for the morning. It is at this moment that France realised he might have a problem with his canons that were harder to move in the mud, but he quickly put the thought aside, it wouldn't be too much of a bother. With that, he went and rest a little before the big battle. He had lost more energy than wanted against Prussia and if he wanted to face England and the Netherlands he needed at least a few hours of sleep.
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The next morning everything and everyone were ready. France fired his canons and realised he was in trouble. The canons were supposed to fire and there should have a little explosion coming from the cannonball to do damages, but nothing. He tried again and the same results. The mud prevents the cannonballs from exploding and the very fact made England smiled on the other side. Well, he would have to do without his canons.
France didn't need his canons. It was pointless he decided when he beat England and the Netherlands making them go backward instead of forward like they should. The Frenchman could easily be happy. He was string and the others would have to see it. They didn't have the choice now. They were getting beaten by the blond men and none of them would inflict any real damage to their enemy.
-It can't keep on going like that.
-I know, England. But where is Prussia. I thought he would have beat France by them. We've been attacking him for hours.
-We should change plan. This one is clearly not working.
-How about we only go full force at him and pray God that Prussia win on his side.
-We can't hope for now, it's too risky.
That's when a little yellow bird came flying in front of them. Both nations weren't sure why and they stayed confused or several seconds before the bird chirp and flew towards France before coming back.
-I believe this is Prussia's bird.
The Dutch nation stated still not sure what the bird was trying to say.
-I think Prussia finally beat France.
The England nation stated and the bird chirped happily before flying back to his owner.
-Shall we attack then?
Both nations stood up and prepared to get back at the French nation, both of them hoping they understood the bird well enough and that Prussia would be coming soon.
France was prepared for the offensive of the two nations. He didn't expect a full force attack but he was ready to stop them. He had done it before and he was confident. That is until a certain albino came charging from behind. The French nation took a moment to analyse the situation and make sure he wasn't in a nightmare. England and the Netherlands were coming at him full force on one side, while Prussia was coming from the other side. He might be strong, but not in this situation. He tried to stop them, but he couldn't do a lot. He was quickly defeated and he had to surrender.
-So, how was that empty threat? I'm sure you regret not listening to us.
-I was following what my people wanted, not my fault.
-Maybe, but now to have to pay the price.
The French nation only growled and decided to ignore the albino nation. He would let his people deal with this. He was too tired to take care of that and he wasn't in the mood to hear his fellow nation talk about the battle he had just lost.
Historical notes:
•Three armies were in the battle:
- L'Armée du Nord (Napoleon's army)
- The Prussian army (under the command of Blütcher)
- The multinational army (under the command of the Duke of Wellington,with British, Belgian and Dutch troops and troops from Nassau, Hanover and Brunswick)
• The Seventh Coalition regroups: The UK, Prussia, Austrian Empire, Russian Empire, Hanover, Nassau, Brunswick, Sweden, Netherlands, Spain, Portugal, Sardinia, Sicily, Tuscany, Switzerland and the French Kingdom (not the French Empire , there is a difference!) and they decided that Napoleon taking the power in France was illegal. Wondering why…
A.N: And I am done with Waterloo. I swear this one is hard to write for me. And I know they're all OOC but really. I rewrote this chapter I don't know how many times and huuurg frustrating, but really, I hate writing about this battle. It's the last time. Hope you enjoyed anyway!