This chapter, I'm trying to focus more on other characters. Dialogue is what comes most naturally to me, so they're in small groups.
Chapter 11 (Sealand POV)
That night, Nami, Robin, and Canada left early, but I was the only one who noticed. America had this brilliant plan to get jerk-England drunk, claiming that it would help him regain his memories. Well, to make a long story short, the alcohol at the inn ran out, so we had to debate whether to use Germany's beer or Russia's vodka. Germany had to have beer, but Russia had his pipe… Luckily, America had some old whiskey that turned out to be really potent, so we watered it down a lot, enough for all of us to have some. Apparently, there were no drinking laws around here, so I drank some. Before long, jerk-England began to explain how Sirius Black was actually innocent, and that America threw away all his tea when he was a kid. "That tea was expensive~" he moaned.
"And who do you think was the one who supplied it, ahen?" yelled China angrily.
"Ve~ this is actually good," said North Italy while taking a sip.
"Not bad, but I prefer beer," said Germany.
"Isn't that all you ever drink, Potato jerk!" Romano yelled, already drunk.
"Gilbert's the same way," Spain put in.
"Gilbert? Who's he?" asked the reindeer, Chopper.
"Ludwig-san's brother. He got really nervous when he stopped drinking for a day," replied Japan. Man, it was weird sitting and drinking with the nations that I was created to fight. Oh well, getting along with former enemies is one step to becoming a nation!
"I remember! Ludwig wanted you to stop eating salty foods, and he was guilty about it, so he stopped drinking beer!" said Italy.
France and Sanji were exchanging recipes and cooking techniques while this was going on. "So that's how you do it? I use another kind of pan, with less oil,"
This went on for a while, until France passed out.
We went upstairs to sleep, but since I didn't drink much, I stayed up for a little while longer. I shared a room with the Italy brothers, Germany, and Spain, so it was no wonder that I knew what happened next. It started something like this- "Sealand!" Germany yelled.
"What?" I responded.
"Vhy do I have a pair ov children's undervear and a push broom in my bag?"
"I don't know, why are you yelling at me?"
"Who else vould have undearvear zis size?"
"Ve~ let me see," broke in Italy. "Hm, looks familiar…" He looked up at Germany with a shocked expression. "Did you… ever live in Austria's house?"
"I do not think so, he lived in mine," Germany answered, not entirely understanding to question.
"I think that I knew you before the war!" exclaimed Italy. "Here, put this on," he rummaged through his bag and pulled out some clothes that would have fit Germany in his current state exactly. He put it on without much protest.
"I- I think zat I remember vearing someting like zis before,"
"Yeah, I remember when I was annexed by Austria, and I might have met you [1]. Do you remember being called the Holy Roman Empire?"
Germany shook his head. "I cannot remember."
"But you have my push broom!" Italy was frantic now. "And my underwear!"
There was an awkward silence.
At last, Romano spoke. "Fratello, you… you gave your underwear to Potato jerk!"
"Ve~ It was a long time ago!"
"Your underwear, of all things?"
"Hey, maybe you could ask Prussia," said Spain calmly. "He is your older brother, after all,"
"Good idea, if Germany can't remember, then he would," I said.
"H-hold on! I think that I can jog his memory! I just need a few minutes," Italy got his bag and took out a maid outfit, complete with head rag, and began to change.
"CHIGI! Wh-why are you wearing that again?" Romano began to sweat profusely.
Ignoring his brother, Italy finished changing and began to admire himself in the mirror. "Eh, I still need a broom," and without another word, opened the door-
And ran straight into Robin. From what I could see, her eyes were wide with shock. "Why are you-"
"M-maple!" so Canada was there, too.
"Ve~ I'm sorry, I just wanted a push-broom! Please don't kill me, I surrender!" He cried as he waved his white flag. Does this guy have a 'surrender immediately' instinct or something? And I had to fire down his planes?
"Feliciano? You're actually a girl?" asked Robin.
"N-no! you've got the wrong idea!" he began to cry. "When I was a little boy… fratello and I were orphaned, and I had to become a maid in order to survive!"
Nami came out from behind Robin. "But you're a boy, why were you a maid?" So Canada went out on a double date with Robin and Nami? He's better than I thought.
"Th-that's because… Mr. Edelstein thought I was a girl!"
"To be honest, I thought that he was a girl, too," Spain said, disregarding Italy's sobs.
"Not helping, Tomato jerk!" Romano yelled.
"Who's Mr. Edelstein?" I asked.
"Roderich Edelstein, the Piano jerk?" Romano said. "Put me and fratello into maid outfits? Freeloaded off of Ludwig for a while?"
"Oh, right."
"Wasn't he the one who got into an argument with Ivan?" asked Robin.
"CHIGI! How did you know about that?"
"Mathew told us," said Robin.
"He what?" Romano raged. "Maple syrup jerk told you?"
"Wait a minute, who's Mathew?" asked Spain.
"I'm right here! I'm Canada!" Canada yelled. I forgot that I was the only one who could see him.
Then I realized what he said. "Hold on, you just said-"
"I already told them!"
Silence. "I'm sorry! They found out half of it, so I told them everything else except for that!" Even I knew that 'that' meant the fact that we were nations. "Ne vous inquiétez pas, le Canada n'est pas sur la carte," He said in French. Languages came naturally to nations, even micro nations, so I knew that Canada said "Don't worry; Canada is not on the map,"
"Anyway, why are you wearing a dress now?" asked Nami.
"Er… well… I thought that I knew Ludwig when we were kids, so I dressed as a maid so that he would remember!" He waved his arms as he spoke.
"But you said that you were little, right? Wouldn't it make more sense to-?"
"I am not wearing a dress again!" Romano protested. I would be upset too, if I had to wear something like that.
Spain yawned. "Buenas noches," he got onto the bed and began to sleep.
"It's your match tomorrow, isn't it, Nami?" I asked. "We really should go to bed."
"Eh? Oh, yeah, good night!" She, Robin, and Canada rushed out of the room.
"Good night, everyone,"
"Gute Nacht," said Germany.
"Buonenotte," the Italy brothers said in unison. As we slept, I couldn't help but wonder why I was sleeping in the same bed as Spain and Romano.
The next morning…
"Ze next match vill be," Germany pulled out a strip of paper, "Me versus Nami!"
[1] Austria annexed Italy- I think that's what happened, I'm not sure. I trust Hetalia for the general ideas, but not the details.
America having whiskey as opposed to anything else is a reference to the Whiskey Rebellion. It has nothing to do with stereotypes; it was the only thing that involved a specific kind of alcohol in American history, so far. If I'm wrong, it doesn't make much difference.
The part with the tea refers to the Boston Tea Party, which was when Americans in Boston rioted due to the tax on tea, and threw the tea off Boston Harbor, and the Opium Wars, when Britain sold opium (a drug) to China so that they could get their tea. China was self-sufficient, so Britain had nothing that China would need; therefore Britain had nothing else to trade. There's a lot more than that, but that's one of the causes. Oh, and the fact that China said 'ahen' just came out because that's what he says to Iggy, but it worked out better than I thought!
The underwear and the push-broom were the items Chibitalia gave to HRE in the manga and anime respectively.
Sealand was a fort built during WWII, so I figured that he would have some animosity with the Axis. Well, not animosity as much as awkwardness.
Buenas noches, Gute nacht, and Buonenotte all mean good night in each of their languages, but I used Google translate for it.
I forgot to mention this last chapter, but the part when Canada told Robin that a loud place would attract less attention was a reference to Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, when Sirius tells Hermione that they should have held their meeting at the inn.