((Forgive me guys. But I'm planning a Team World Adventure collab with somebody and I seriously haven't done much. I'm working really hard on getting requests done, so please be patient! In the meantime, have this little quickie.
In all honesty, I just hope somebody will make a TV Tropes page for this series. XD)
Hong Kong opened his eyes on a bright Thursday morning.
He thought about pulling the covers over his head, but before he could do anything, he realized how much his stomach hurt.
He tried to think, though...why would he have an upset stomach so suddenly? Maybe he ate too much the night before. eaHe had been really hungry.
But, then...he felt a welling-up, sick feeling.
So he made like an Italian and sprinted to the bathroom.
Meanwhile, China was sound asleep, a stuffed panda under his arm and his long hair spread all over the pillow. A light snoring sound came from him as he slept in peace.
That is, until he heard noise coming from the next room.
China's eyes opened.
More strange noises.
China sat up, trying to get his brain to work properly. When he finally was awake enough to think, he realized that the noises were retching noises.
Bad.
China hopped up and tossed on his bathrobe, running out of his room. "Korea? Taiwan? Hong Kong?"
"In here, mom."
China looked into the bathroom and saw Hong Kong kneeling in front of the toilet, trembling. "Are you okay, aru?"
"I'm leaning on the toilet and my face is pale. Do I LOOK okay?" he said flatly.
China rolled his eyes. "It's amazing that you can be so sarcastic when you're sick, aru. Come on, aru." China helped Hong Kong up and led him back to bed. Then, China fetched a glass of water and put it on the nightstand. "It's probably the stomach flu or something, aru. Just try to rest, I'll take care of you, aru." China smiled kindly.
Awkward silence.
"Xiexie, mom."
"Right..."
Hetalia!
Korea, after getting a lecture from China about bothering sick 172-year-olds, zipped into Hong Kong's room. He was laying in bed, half-asleep as he watched an episode of Ao no Exorcist on his laptop.
"So!" Korea said boisterously, "I heard you got sick, da ze! Weird. You're the last person i'd expect to get sick, da ze."
"Go away," said Hong Kong, his voice groggy. "I thought China lectured you about bugging me."
"But I LIKE to bug you," Korea whined.
Hong Kong gave Korea a glare that was so deadly, all it was missing was China's gold dragon eyes, super glowy version for when he was REALLY pissed off.
Korea had to leave then because another chopstick was thrown at him.
LATER...
Korea hopped back into the room. "I'm back, da ze!"
But, he faltered slightly when he realized Hong Kong was deep asleep. He puffed out his cheeks. "Mm..."
Korea suddenly noticed a small basket of firecrackers sitting in the corner. He smirked evilly, and crept towards it, sneaking peeks at Hong Kong to make sure he didn't wake up. Korea took out a standard one, found a match, lit it, and stuck it next to Hong Kong's bed.
BOOM!
Hong Kong awoke with a rush of adrenaline and found himself throwing an arm out.
BAM!
Korea flew across the room and smacked into the opposite wall, leaving Hong Kong to stare at his fist in amazement. "I never knew I had it in me."
"Darn it, da ze..."
EVEN MORE LATER...
"Time to take your medicine, aru."
Korea peeked in the door as China gave Hong Kong some stomach medicine and healing tea. "Just have some rest, aru."
Korea was about to make his move and go annoy Hong Kong again, but China beat him to the doorway. "Uh..."
"I know what you've been doing, aru. I'm watching you, aru."
Korea gave up and decided to go bug Taiwan instead.
A WEEK LATER...
"But Anikiiiiii...I don't wanna be sick...!"
"Sorry, aru!" China said, setting a cup of tea next to Korea's bed. "But you'll have to stay in bed if you wanna feel better, aru!"
"But getting sick didn't originate in Korea!"
Hong Kong watched this exchange from the doorway, smirking mischieviously.
Too easy.
(I know. I know. It sucked. I'm trying my best to back into the swing of writing everybody. I'M SORRY.)