((A request from mimi-chan and ailing-chan featuring Malaysia! I hope you enjoy it.

Yeah...prepare yourselves, everyone.))

"See you in a week, Aniki!"

"Later, sensei."

"Have a good time in Thailand!"

"Zaichen, aru~!" China called as he and Malaysia made their way towards their private plane. The two were going to Thailand's house for a mini-vacation (OK, the real reason was that China had gone through so much of his siblings' antics he needed to leave) and were taking the plane China always had standing by whenever he needed a lift to another place. Nation-tans get these things.

"It was nice of Thai-kun to give us a good place to stay," said Malaysia as they sat down in the plane.

"I know, aru," China replied, stretching.

Right about then, a stewardess came up and set down cups filled with hot drink on the tables in front of the two. Malaysia gave a mini-squee and picked up her cup, drinking.

"What is this, aru?"

"Coffee," said Malaysia promptly.

China made a face. "Coffee is NOT my thing, aru."

"Have you even had coffee, China?" Malaysia asked, eyeing China.

China shook his head. Malaysia sighed disapprovingly, saying, "Then don't complain. Come on, try it."

China looked indignantly at the coffee, but complied. He picked up the cup and downed it. "There. Happy, aru?"

Malaysia smiled.

Hetalia!

About an hour later, Malaysia was glad to be able to get to sleep. China was, too, as he laid down in the reclinable seat. "Ah."

"Salamat malam," said Malaysia, sighing in relaxation.

Five minutes of sleepy silence.

China's eyes flipped open. It seemed that an electric charge was running through his body. It made him want to start running. His pupils dilated and he sprang up, bouncing. "I can't sleep, aru!"

Malaysia shifted. "You're just nervous because of the flight."

"No, it's not that, aru!" China insisted. "Ohhh, I need to run around and play, aruuu! Get up, aru! Get up up up up up up so we can play play play play play!"

Malaysia put her pillow over her head. "I need sleep."

"Come on, aru! Let's go, go, go, go, gogogogogogogogogogo!" China was talking so fast and excitedly Malaysia would've sworn she was hearing Korea if she didn't know any better.

"I...must...SLEEP..." Malaysia groaned.

China bounced even faster. "So this is what happens when Korea eats sugar wow I feel awesome aru I could run and jump around just like I did 3000 years ago aru hey Malaysia why don't we play a game like hide and seek or something aru I feel so COOL!" China rambled on at the speed of light.

What the hell was in that coffee? Malaysia thought, but then it hit her.

Oh God. Not espresso.

China began to hop around the plane, nearly bouncing off the walls. Malaysia knew then that she was NOT getting any sleep tonight.

Hetalia, aru!

A week after, China opened the door to his house, grumpy and tired because the five cups of coffee he had on the plane trip back. And once again, he was greeted with an interesting scene.

Hong Kong and Korea were sprawled out on the floor asleep, bottles of champange and sake surrounding them. Korea was no longer wearing his hanbok, and Hong Kong was wearing China's women's qipao. Both were wearing party hats and the room was covered in balloons and streamers and pork buns.

China facepalmed. "I'm home, aru."

Korea snapped up. "Orange soda!" he blurted, and then saw China's "WTF, aru?!" face. "Oh hi." He shook Hong Kong. "Hong Kong! Aniki's back."

Hong Kong grunted and slurred something that sounded like, "Soybeans."

China sighed. It looks like another long day was ahead.

((And that is why you do not give a 4000-year-old Chinese man coffee.

And that is also why you do not leave a Korean and a Hong Konger in the same house with easy access to alcohol for a week.

Yeah.

Ahem.

Hetalia is not mine.))