((HOLY CRUD I'M ALIVE, FOLKS

OK! First of all, i'd like to apologize for not updating since February. What is it, June? That means it's been FOUR FREAKING MONTHS SINCE I LAST UPDATED. UGH.

Anyhow, I have finally returned with a new episode! This is a request for mimi-chan and ailing-chan, whom I also apologize to for this being so late. ^_^'

Alright, let's get on to Hetalia!))

Everything began on a sunny Tuesday morning in the Wang household.

"DON'T STOP! BELIEVIN'!"

Hong Kong rolled his eyes as he watched Korea use the karaoke machine.

"STREETLIGHTS, PEOPLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, THANK YOU, DA ZE!"

"Can you please sing something that's NOT from Journey?" Hong Kong asked flatly.

Korea opened his mouth.

"Or Psy?"

Korea closed it, then opened it again.

"Or Spice Girls?"

Korea closed it again. "I got nothing, da ze."

Before Hong Kong could say anything else, the door slammed open. China strode into the room, red-faced.

"What's up, Aniki?" Korea asked eagerly. "You look upset."

"That's because I am, aru!" China responded angrily. "That stupid America and that stupid Prussia were making fun of me again, aru!" China put on a thinking face. "I need revenge. But how, aru?"

A moment of silence.

Suddenly, a light bulb moment struck and China grinned. "I know what to do, aru! You two!" He pointed boisterously at Korea and Hong Kong. "Grab Taiwan and Vietnam! We are initiating payback plan #34.867, aru yo!"

"What's that?" Korea asked. Hong Kong whispered it into his ear. "Ohhhh. Sir yes sir!"

Hetalia, aru!

China had picked the middle of nowhere to be their battlefield. A hundred crates of food were on the left, and a hundred crates of food were on the right. The Asian team stood on the right side, waiting.

That's when the old European country and the Western hero made their appearance. "You called?"

"Yes, aru," said China briskly. "I intend to settle the score with...a FOOD WAR, aru!"

He gestured to the crates on the opposite side of the field. "You will go on that side, we stay here, aru! We are to grab as much food and pulverize each other until we can no longer stand, aru!" China smirked. "Are you willing, aru?"

"Heck yeah!" America said.

"The awesome me will pwn you all!" Prussia announced.

Hetalia!

England sat in his chair doing his needlework, minding his own business. It had been a quiet day so far, which, frankly, he thought was a nice change.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Having a good idea who it could be, he picked it up. "Yes, America?"

"England! Dude, you gotta help me!" America sounded frantic.

England raised a thick eyebrow. "Um...what the devil are you up to now?"

"China challenged us to a food fight and he's kicking our butts!" America explained hurriedly. "He was—wait! No! Not the ramen! NOT THE RAMEN! HONG KONG! NOOOOOOOOO!"

The line went dead, leaving England to ponder over what just happened.

Hetalia!

Germany casually read a book as Italy played outside with the cat. He was glad that there was no trouble today—it had been a rather busy week.

The phone rang, so Germany sighed and answered it. "Ya?"

"West!"

"Prussia?" Germany didn't like how weirded out Prussia sounded. "Vhat's going on?"

"The awesome me is being chased by China and Korea! You have to come and help us out!"

Germany knew trouble was up. "Bruder, don't you think you—"

"KOREA! NO! PUT THAT KIMCHI BLASTER DOWN! AHHHHHHHHHH!"

The line went dead.

"Who was that, Germany?" Italy asked, poking his head into the house.

Germany facepalmed. "My stupid bruder."

Hetalia!

"You got called here, too?"

"Unfortunately."

England and Germany were making their way to the food battlefield, both exasperated over whatever scene they were about to encounter. After all, they both knew what kind of trouble their siblings could make, and with the Asians on top of it pandemonium was sure to have ensued.

When they reached the battlefield, however, they both did a double take.

The field was strewn with remnants of thrown food. America and Prussia laid in the midst of it, covered from head to toe in food themselves. But what confused them even more was the cheering Asians at the other side of the site.

((Dorks.

I apologize once more to mimi-chan for this not being exactly what you asked for, but this is the way it occurred inside my head so let's roll with it, 'kay?

I hope to get more ideas as I go along. I'll go back to paying attention to going-ons within the Hetalia (in all honesty, I left for a while because of some other fans that aren't on here have been shoving yaoi down my throat) so hopefully I can get back into routinely updating this. I love those quirky Asians!

Anyway, see ya next time!))