I am so sorry i haven't been updating. i have been very busy a lot lately. Oh, by the way, I have been updating Defiance. Yeah, i forgot to tell you that. Sorry. A warning before you read this chapter: there are large amounts of crack in here. AnimeAru helped me write this. You can kind of tell what is mine and what is not. Honestly i had to censor a few things! Just remember it's not all me writing this. I have limits. I'm not quite sure about AnimeAru though... I have a lot of other stories i want to finish/start also. such as my Hetalia Modern Day fic. i am honestly losing interest. I have been on fanfiction for about a year. I am surprised myself. My brother is gone now and the house is empty. I miss him a lot. Anyways, i do not own Hetalia. Or the song "Everybody" by Tanel Padar and Dave Benton. Enjoy. ^J^.
~Kolko
Flashback
Belarus heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find america. She welcomed him in. She was happy to see him again. They talked for a while.
"It's great to have you back Bel," he said. She smiled. There was another knock on the door. She opened it. A look of surprise came across her face.
"R-Russia, what are you doing here?" she asked.
"To see how you are doing of course," he said smiling. His expression soon changed when he saw America.
"Hey! What's the commie doing here?" America said. Russia started kolling. The two were soon in a full blow out. The two were screaming at each other.
"Um… hello?" Belarus tried to interrupt them, "Um… guys?!" She had an idea. "Hey Russia! I'm drinking YOUR vodka!" she called, "And I'm not supposed to be drinking alcohol!" They continued fighting. "America! You're getting fat!" No response. She sighed. This was ticking her off. She then stormed upstairs. She got an item and rushed back downstairs without being noticed. "ENOUGH!" she screamed. The two stopped for a moment. They then continued to argue. She was more mad then before. She then slapped the handcuffs on both of their wrists. They finally stopped. They screamed.
"What the f*ck did you just do?!" America screamed.
"There's a lesson for you boys to learn. I hate it when you two fight! Now you two are stuck with each other," she said. The two protested. "I don't want to hear it!" she sighed, "Come on. Can't my best friend and my brother get along? Please?! For me?" They looked at her. They then sighed.
"Okay. We'll try," said Russia.
"Why do you have those things in the first place?" America asked.
"I have a few pairs," she said.
"What do you use them for?" he asked, "you don't really lock people up… do you?" She smiled.
"Where do you think Toris really is?" she said.
"Mental scarring is mental scarring," said Russia, "Now give us the key."
"No!"
"Bel, stop playing with us. Give us the key," he said. She shook her head. She put it down her shirt.
"No matter where you put it," said Russia, "I will go there!" She grabbed it and dashed out the front door. The two followed her. She ran down the street. She then tripped. The two caught her before she fell. The key fell in the sewer.
"Sh*t! The key!" she said.
"Forget about the key, you could have seriously been hurt!" Russia said.
"Yeah, you could have been seriously hurt back there if we didn't catch you!" America said, "I always have to be here for my friend." She smiled.
"Thanks," she said, "But I'm not going down there."
"Don't worry, we'll get it," assured America. Russia lifted the sewer cover. Russia climbed down first. "R-Russia," said America, "how are we supposed to climb-" He then came hurtling down, taking Russia with him. Splash! "Ewwwww!" he said.
"Oh quit your whining and let's find the stupid key," he said. They began the search. So far, unsuccessful. It was Russia who was dragging america along mostly. "At least I'm not stuck with Prussia."
"I swear this sewage is getting deeper and deeper," said America. The sewage on the side of them had a thick strong currant. It was also unusually deep. It was up to America's shoulders now. Russia then saw something shiny at the edge of the concrete.
"The key!" he once again began dragging America through the muck. The two crawled to the dry, clean concrete. He freed himself.
"Hey Russia," said America, "did she ever handcuff you when she liked you?" Russia glared at him. "You should have gone with her, you STILL don't have a girlfriend. I highly doubt you'd even get a-" Russia shoved him forcefully into the sewage. America still had an open handcuff on one hand. He heard a sound that sounded like a pipe forcefully being jerked. He soon saw America's feet thrashing through the deep liquid muck. Air bubbles frantically surfaced.
"Oh give me a break!" Russia growled, "what are the odds of that?!" He slowly slid into the rushing waste. "Belarus better be happy for this." He reluctantly took a deep breath and dove under. He couldn't see a thing. He came up for air. America's thrashing was slowing down. "This is why I hate Americans." He took another breath. He dove down again. He found the pipe that the cuffs were stuck on. Now to find the key hole. He ripped off a glove. He felt for the key hole and eventually found it. He unlocked the American but in the process, he dropped the key. He let go of the pipe keeping him from drifting and grabbed America. He pulled his head to the surface. "America?! Wake up!" He slapped his cheek. America spat out some sewage.
"Bleeeehhhh! That was NASTY!" he complained, "ulgh. I think I have something in my teeth. And I still have the stupid cuffs on my wrist! Nice going!"
"Without me, you would have drowned!" Russia growled making sure both cuffs were on America's left wrist. America felt his face.
"No…no. Sh*t! My glasses! Thanks a lot!" he growled.
"Belarus better be grateful that I saved your fat, American-"
"Um, Russia?" America warned. He turned around. They saw a large drop. The two rivals screamed as they went over. They splashed into the filthy water below.
The next day...
The two finally crawled out of the sewer lid. They got weird looks from the people around them, but they were just glad to be out of the sewer. They slept on a bench that night since it was late and they were far from home. Also, they smelled horrible so taxis and public busses were out of the question. They finally reached the front yard of the house. They found Belarus in her robe, laying down near the grass in front of the home. The two went to her.
"She's cute when she's asleep," said Russia, "What are you doing resting out here?" No response. "Belarus?" Silence. "Natalya?"
"Bel? Earth to Belarus!" No movement or sound. "Bel? Bel! Nat! Nat please wake up!" He shook her. "Nat! Damn it! Wake up!" Her eyes slowly opened.
"Why…am I outside?" she asked, "…Poland is right…the grass is soft…" She smiled. She then covered her nose. "You two both need a shower."
"Don't smile! You scared me to death!" Russia said. She laughed.
"Oh, I still have the cuffs on my wrist…" said America. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a key. She unlocked the cuffs.
"You…had a spare key…this whole time?!" Russia said.
"You never asked if I had a spare," she said.
"Oh you evil little weasel!" America exclaimed. Russia halted him. He smiled.
"I missed you little sis. Can I get a hug?" he asked.
"No thanks. I'm not a very-"
"Yes. We went through a lot. You taught us a lesson. Lets hug it out," said America. She stood up and backed away. The two began chasing her.
"Hug time!"
"No! You smell awful!"
"That's the point!"
"Go away!"
End Flashback
"Come on! We need to leave!"
"...What...I can't re-"
"Liet's bachelor party! Remember my genius plan?" Poland asked. She remembered.
"How did you get into my room? How did you get into the house?!" she asked.
"No time," he said bouncing on the bed, "Get dressed! I have to get you ready!"
"Wait," she said, "you never actually told me your plan."
"Okay. Today, I am going to like, fly him to America. My plan is to totally manipulate him and take him to Vegas. But my alias is that I'm taking him to Fresno . I'll like, say that it's going to be a long drive to the hotel. He's going to fall asleep. And then like BAM! What happens in Vegas, is leaked to the entire UN."
"Then why do I have a t-"
"You and a bunch of other nations, will be awaiting there. You know, get things ready." She nodded. This will be fun, she thought, this will be VERY fun.
"I'll explain more later," he said, "Trust me, whether this works or not, i know those two won't get married. My actual plan has like, already been set. So like, fer sure those to are NOT going to get hitched."
"How do you know?" Belarus asked, "Why are you so confident? What are you planning?"
"That's like, none of your business," he said quickly, "Now like, let's get to the airport."
Time skip
"Poland, where are we going?" Lithuania asked.
"The hotel is like, a long ways away from here," he replied. Lithuania stared out the window. They were in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but desert. Then they passed the sign that said: Welcome to Nevada.
"Poland, turn around," said Lithuania calmly.
"Mmn? Why?"
"I know what you're doing. Turn around!"
"Come on! It'll be fun!"
"Fun?! Do you remember what happened last time?! You drank your own urine!"
"Oh yeah," he said, "That was AWESOME."
"Okay, I'm getting out," said Lithuania.
"Okay," said Poland, "you leave me no choice."
later…
They saw the Las Vegas sign blinking in the distance.
"Viva Las Vagas!" Poland sang. He then stopped singing. He opened his window. "Hey! How are you doing up there, Liet?!" he called. Lithuania was tied to the roof of the car.
"Let me go you son of a-"
"Sorry! I can't hear you over the sound of my speeding!" Poland yelled.
Meanwhile…
"They're almost here!" America said.
"Quick, everyone find a place to hide!" said France. They all hid some place in the giant luxurious suite. Lithuania and Poland entered.
"Poland! This must have cost a fortune!" Lithuania said.
"I'm not the one who's paying for all of it," he said, "they are." Then everyone came out.
"Guys. You really didn't-"
"Of course we had to!" America said, "It gives us an excuse to party! Plus, anything for my pal."
"Well, let's get this party started!" France cried. Everyone cheered and carried Lithuania away.
"Um, I really don't um…" he didn't really have a say.
The party went by normally. But there were a few highlights.
"Karaoke time!" Japan said excitedly.
"Come on Estonia! Do your song!" Finland said.
"Which one?"
"The one from 2001! The Eurovision one! It's so catchy!"
"Oh… um… I don't have a partner."
"I'll do it!" Latvia said, "I… think i remember the choreography and everything." He definitely had a few drinks. The two got up on the stage. They grabbed the microphones and the music started. (Lyrics in italics)
"All right" Estonia said, "Well, are you ready?"
"You bet. But are you ready?" asked Latvia.
"Oh yeah. All right."
"You give it to them now," he counted off.
"Well, every night's a Friday night," Estonia sang.
"Aha... What night?" Latvia said.
"Ladies, this sure feels right," he said.
"I guess this is party time."
"The two of us will sing again…" the two sang well. Like a couple of old friends.
"To kick the sadness out the door."
"To kick the sadness out the door."
"And roll the carpet from the floor."
"Haha... Carpet from the floor, yeah."
"Let the spirit hit the roof."
"I hit the roof, I hit the roof."
"The two of us still know the moves." They then sang in unison
"And not even time can take away
The starlight from us, no, it won't fade
Still we believe that we were made to laugh and sing," they sang,
"Come on, everybody, let's sing along
And feel the power of a song
Come on, everybody, let's feel the spark
That always stays within our hearts
Come on, everybody, and let it out
And live the moment, here and now
Come on, everybody, 'cause here's a chance
To feel so light, to laugh and dance" everyone was smiling and laughing. The two were standing on tables as if they were stages. They were dancing like the had rehearsed it.
"Look at us now here together again
We started out long time ago - We knew back then
The music within us could never, could never end..." After a while, the song finally ended.
"Come on, everybody, let's sing along!" There was a loud applause. The two finally bowed and got off the tables. The Netherlands then walked in.
"Alright! The originator of Sin City!" cheered Denmark.
"What's in your hands?" asked Thailand.
"My sister and I baked brownies," he said.
"Pfft! Brownies?! Very manly!" said Poland.
"Yeah, says the guy who wears skirts," he said. Poland blushed.
"At least there's good food aru," said China.
"Let's all take one and get started!" said Estonia.
"Wow, you baked a lot Netherlands!" said Finland. Each of the men took one. They then poured glasses of champagne.
"To Liet!" Poland toasted.
"To Lietuva!" all cheered.
Sometime later…
"3 2 1 GO!" Music blared. On the television screen, arrows flowed and colorful lights blared. Japan and Hong Kong were dance battling each other hard. Their clothes stuck to their body with sweat. Romania and Bulgaria were at the bar just talking and drinking. Thailand, Korea, Cyprus, and Macau were gambling. Russia and Latvia were dominating in a drinking game. France had a few girls with him. Everything seemed normal.
However, upstairs everything was chaotic. Estonia was jumping on the couch screaming, "I am buttered toast!" England was hiding under a table. He was shaking in terror. He looked very paranoid.
"They're coming for me," he said, "I can hear the sirens, ee oo ee oo... I can hear it! The French Police are coming! Ee oo ee oo… THEY'RE COMING FOR ME! NOT THE FRENCH! YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" He ran away.
Meanwhile…
Belarus finally arrived at the hotel casino. I can't believe the traffic I got caught in! she thought, what a night to do so. After checking in on what room they were in she turned to go to the elevator. She wish she hadn't. Finland head there in the elevator with a large plastic candy cane. He was slow dancing with it.
Belarus had decided to bear through it, she stepped in, hit the button to her floor, and leaned against the wall. But once the doors shut, finland began to pole dance with the candycane, even going so far as grinding on it.
Finland started kissing it. He began giving the plastic prop the tongue. He was then rolling all over the elevator with it. The elevator opened to the 23rd floor. On this floor, Cuba, Canada, and Netherlands were casually talking and eating brownies. Canada was slowly falling asleep on Cuba's shoulder. Cuba kept his arm around his friend.
"Hey," said Cuba. She waved. The three got in the elevator and Finland ran out cheering. "Netherlands made brownies," he said.
"Knowing you they're probably filled with-" she stopped, "...So that explains Finland..."
She looked over her shoulder to see the finnish man humping the candycane. "Thank you very much, i DEFINITELY needed to see that" she says sarcastically.
The elevator finally stopped at the right floor. "Good luck finding everyone else," said Cuba, "They're higher than the Sears Tower. Especially these Nordics. They get higher than the tower in Dubai."
"I just need to find Lithuania," she said.
"Good luck. Last time I checked, he was running around the whole building. He could be anywhere by now. He's definitely not in there. He probably can't even open a door knob."
"But I want to at least survey the damage," she said opening the door. Her mouth fell open at the chaos.
Estonia then burst in the back door with a cupcake in his mouth and a mcdonalds bag in his hand. He was twitching wildly, and Latvia was holding onto his leg. "Estonia! You have to stay here!" He shouted. Estonia spit out the cupcake at him and shouted "F*CK THE POLICE" before he charged off into another room.
Belarus just passed through the chaos surveying one man at a time. "Wow. This is why these guys need a date."
Italy was off the wall. He was grabbing asses left and right, screaming in Italian every time. Belarus facepalmed. "Even him..."
Norway was on the balcony. He was just barely dangling from the railing.
Then she looked up and was greeted by the sight of russias boxers. He was losing to china at strip poker. His coat was hanging on his body. "You lose, aru!" China shouted, throwing down his cards. He was definitely on something. Russia, not too much.
Russia glares at China.
"Hand over the Opium," he says.
"No! It's mine!" The two then start a tug of war over the bag of drugs.
"I f*cking knew it! You had drugs! Give it!" The two were then wrestling. Russia didn't look like he had too much. China on the other hand, looked like a lunatic. The quiet man who was gambling earlier was now high off his mind.
"Russia, youre naked, aru! Get off of me!" China shouted. He didnt even loosen his grip on the drugs. "Give them to me!" Russia shouted. China kneed him in the groin.
Russia let go. China ran off screaming, "FOR THE OPIUM!" Belarus ran to comfort her naked brother.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Belarus! W-what are you doing here?!" He grabbed his pants. Belarus handed him his clothes one by one.
"I expected it to be a bit bigger..." Belarus muttered. "But thats beside the point! Im here to stop-"
"Forget that!" he said, "Right now I'm concerned on catching China before he ends up like Norway." She nodded.
"I'll help you," she said. Maybe I can find Lithuania too. The two then began searching the building.
They later found him just as he jumped from a balcony. "PARKOUR MOTHERF*CKERS ARU!" He screamed. "CHINA!" Russia screamed.
Russia unleashed his scarf. It caught china before he fell too far. He slowly reeled him back up. Russia smiled. Belarus helped him up the rail. China struggled.
"LET ME GO BASTARD ARU!" He screeched, kicking frantically. "RAPE! RAAAAAPE!" He screamed. Russia rolled his eyes and covered chinas mouth.
Belarus then left the two to their business. She now had an idea where to look.
She climbed up many flights of stairs until she reached the rooftop. Sure enough, Lithuania was looking out over the city. She slowly walked over to him. He turned his head. He just stared at her. He looked rather tired. He then hugged her tightly.
"Lina," he whispered. He then kissed her on the forehead. "…Are we actually sharing a bed tonight?" She almost laughed.
"I know how much you love cuddling," she said.
"I'm not going to go to work tomorrow, not going to do anything but spend time with you…because I feel like it…" She felt something weighing her down. He was slowly slipping down because he had fallen asleep on her. She smiled and carried him to the lobby, rented another room, and set him in bed. She looked at him. Looks like he had his fun, she thought, he has lipstick all over him. She kissed him then crawled into bed beside him since there was only one. She felt her eyes grow heavy with sleep.
"You just don't know how much you mean to me, do you?" she asked. No response. She decided to take advantage of the moment and curl up next to him. She finally rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes, just like she used to do every night.