((Here is ze new oneshot!

Over a thousand views, guys! You've made me very happy!))

China sat down on the couch in the dark living room. To be honest, he had no idea what was up—he just got notified to come into the living room and wait.

Currently, the living room was a mini-auditorium, with only one seat reserved for China. A nice little stage was set up where the TV was supposed to go, and a small string of spotlights hung above.

There was a drum roll and the curtains opened, revealing Taiwan. "Welcome to the Mini Asian Show!"

Hong Kong stepped out. "Featuring Taiwan, Korea, and Hong Kong, otherwise known as the Big Sleeve Trio."

Korea peeked out from behind the curtains with a banjo in hand. "Doo-doo-doo-do-do-doo-do!"

China sighed.

The curtains closed again.

And then opened. A small puppet stage was set up, and a recording went, "Ta-dadadada-daaaa!"

A hand puppet of Korea came up as Korea's voice said, "Once upon a time there was a boy named Yong Soo." Then a China puppet came up. "And this is his aniki." He bounced the Korea puppet a little. "'I love you, aniki!" Yong Soo said. "And I love you too, Yong Soo!" the aniki said." He pressed the puppets mouths together. "Kissy kissy kissy!" Then, Korea yelled, "Now, for the R-18 ending!"

"KOREA!" China heard Hong Kong and Taiwan shout.

"Ok, fine." Korea tossed away the Korea puppet. "Then the aniki slapped Yong Soo silly and lived happily ever after." Korea's head peeked over the puppet stage. "The end."

The curtains closed. China facepalmed.

Another "ta-daaaa" opening was followed by the curtains revealing Taiwan and Hong Kong.

"Hey, Hong Kong!" Taiwan said brightly. "Wanna hear a joke?"

"Sure."

"What do you call a fake noodle?" Taiwan asked, giggling.

Hong Kong shrugged. "I dunno. What?"

"An impasta!" Taiwan laughed. Korea was in the corner with a drum set. Badum-TSH.

Hong Kong gave her one of those looks. "Really?"

"I couldn't think of a better joke."

The curtains closed. China didn't whether to be amused or exasperated.

They opened again, and this time the stage was empty. Hong Kong stepped over, a top hat on his head and a magician's wand in his hand. He faced the one man audience. "I will now perform some magic, blah blah blah."

China rolled his eyes but paid attention.

Taiwan rolled a big cabinet that was cut in four sections onto the stage. She giggled and left, followed by Korea stepping up. He opened the cabinet, winked, and closed himself in.

"Hacksaw," Hong Kong called.

"Hacksaw!" Taiwan gave Hong Kong said item.

Hong Kong gestured to the cabinet. "I will now saw Korea into four sections."

China didn't know exactly what to make of this, but kept watching.

Hong Kong slowly started to saw the four sections apart, China becoming more uneasy by the minute. Finally, Hong Kong finished sawing and laid the saw on the floor. Then, he proceeded to pick up the individual pieces and line them up on the stage. "I will now put Korea back together."

Hong Kong picked the pieces up and stacked them again randomly. Then, he took out the wand and tapped the sides of the box, before opening the cabinet with a flourish. To China's slight surprise, Korea stepped out in one piece, completely unharmed. "Ta-da," Hong Kong said halfheartedly.

The curtains closed. This time China clapped.

The curtains opened. Taiwan and Korea were on the stage as Hong Kong started a boombox. A house tune started as the pair began singing.

Tomorrow, before the rain, your last melody

Someday, when the skies clear, the sun will appear behind the trees

Tomorrow, before the rain, your last melody

Someday, when the skies clear, I will be able to look at the distant sky

The song stopped and China clapped.

The curtains reopened, and this time Taiwan was sitting on the floor, an erhu in her hands. She slowly began to play the instrument, singing softly, "Al a re la ye...al a re la yo...al a re la yaaaaa...al a reya..."

China listened to her play Tsumugi Uta and clapped when she finished.

The curtains reopened.

Korea was standing alone on the stage, a goofy grin on his face. He said loudly, "Why did the man get fired from an orange juice factory?"

Cricket sounds.

"He couldn't concentrate!" Badum-TSH. Korea cracked himself up.

Hong Kong facepalmed and Taiwan groaned.

Korea was yanked off the stage with a hook.

Finally, all three came to the stage and bowed, as China laughed and clapped. "Encore, aru!"

((Stupidity. Stupidity EVERYWHERE.

Alright, I hope you enjoyed the Big Sleeve Trio (coined by someone on Zerochan) and their performance.

Hetalia doesn't belong to me. If it did, China would show up WAY more often.

The song "Before the Rain" belongs to the lovely Millstones. I suggest taking a look at the crossfade for his latest album, "Sekai Catalog".

The song "Tsumugi Uta" belongs to the epic DATEKEN.

See yuuu~))