((Yeah, here I am again.

OK, this was going to be longer but I had a good idea and want to start it. But first I needed to finish this, so here you go.))

Hong Kong found himself washed up, put into a coat and thrown outside in the span of twelve minutes.

Korea bounced around him, yelling out the possibilities of the substancial snowfall. Hong Kong ignored him, his mind trying to register a good source of payback.

He got it.

"Yong Soo..."

Korea stopped bouncing. "Hmm? What, da ze?"

"All that other stuff to do in the snow?" Hong Kong said, "Cancel it. You want a snow day, I'll give you a REAL snow day."

Korea looked intrigued. "Then what will do, da ze?"

Hong Kong gave Korea a look of determination. "I, Kaoru "Hong Kong" Kirkland-Wang, challenge you, South Korea, or Im Yong Soo, to a snowball war."

Korea gave him a determined look back. "Challenge accepted, da ze."

Hetalia!

Korea had decided to make a fort under a snowbank, so he'd be harder to find and hit. He patted the snow together as he scanned the area, making sure Hong Kong was nowhere in sight.

He smiled as looked at his arsenal of snowballs, begging to be thrown. Then, he called, "OK! I'm ready, da ze!"

Silence.

"Ready," called another voice.

"Excellent!" Korea whispered, smirking nastily. He grabbed and armful of snowballs, ready for assault.

He waited.

And waited.

And waited.

And then got tired of waiting.

He left the bottom of the snowbank and called out, "Where the heck are you?!"

SPLAT. Korea found himself being crushed by something huge, cold and powdery.

Hong Kong left the scene, whistling. "Never build your fort under a snowbank."

Hetalia!

Korea hid behind a tree, hoping that another attack by the notorious teen would not be coming. He looked at the small pile of snowballs next to him, ready to grab and throw whenever Hong Kong came into sight.

Meanwhile, Hong Kong was trekking through the bamboo they were in, hoping that there would be something warm to eat when they went back inside. It was in his little bits of fantasy that he spotted Korea looking around the other side of the grove.

He smirked quietly to himself. Too easy.

Korea was so busy being paranoid he didn't notice Hong Kong sneak up and replace a snowball.

Korea heard footsteps (Hong Kong was running off) and grabbed the top snowball, at the ready.

But, something was in the snowball. Bewildered, Korea brushed the snow off and uncovered a red stick.

Oh crud.

BOOM!

Hong Kong smiled widely as he went back to thinking about food, ignoring the little mushroom cloud behind him.

Hetalia, da ze!

Eventually, Korea had gone the Italian route and surrendered by white flag. The two, covered in white frost and water, slipped into the house.

"Ah, you're back, aru yo!" China commented. "Did you two have fun, aru?"

"Yeah," the two responded.

China smiled nicely and continued to cook dinner. But, when he went to bring it to them, the two were fast asleep on the couch.

Taiwan bounded into the room and saw the sleeping boys. "What'd I miss?"

((Cartoon physics. Don't you love it?

Anyways! Next oneshot will include the Mini Asia Show and bad jokes!

Hetalia doesn't belong to me. If it did, there'd be a canon Hetalia/Keroro crossover by now.

See you next chapter! Review!))