North American Hurricane (Hetalia)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: In the same vein as Bunnies For Your Amusement, I now bring you my collection of oneshots and short stories featuring the North American twins, America and Canada! Now including non-LJ drabbles.

Disclaimer: Hetalia's not mine.

Warning: Random Shit, Bros Being Bros, Nyo!Canada

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This was a trap, it had to be, it'd fit right into everything else that had happened so far. Arthur took a breath, trying to decide whether risking it was playing right into the perpetrator's hands or if just giving up on the whole ordeal would be the wiser move.

He grit his teeth and straightened. He was the bloody country of England and de facto representative of the United Kingdom, and he would not be intimidated by some random arse who didn't even have the guts to own up to their treachery!

...but he would still open the door cautiously, because doing otherwise was just stupid.

Glancing up as it creaked open to see no buckets or balloons or anything else was one relief, as was the lack of string or resistance to the door opening. Sure, they might have the stairwell trapped, but at least he was getting out of his room intact toda-

A screech rang down the hall, Alfred muffling his laughter as he checked off another line on his list. He still had half a dozen to set off today before the meeting, and he didn't want to linger long enough for Arthur to get out of the leg noose trap planted right outside his door and come storming for vengeance. Honestly, this was the most fun he'd had in ages, and even though he knew an opportunity wouldn't come again for years at the least, he would always be able to cherish the memories of this week during his down times.

Another scream rang from a different hall, Emily pelting around a corner and hitting the wall next to him while panting and grinning like a loon. "Got all three of them in one go, bonus points for me."

"Nice job," Alfred grinned as well, bumping her shoulder lightly. "I'm still one ahead though, so your next couple better be good too."

"Please, you know I'm saving the best for last," She stuck her tongue out before laughing. "We should get back to the room before the others realize we're not accounted for. You got the paint balloons set up yet?"

"Yup, as soon as I set up the last piece they'll trigger the next time we open the door. Hope you're up for being bright orange today."

"I'm fine with that, since I'll be able to wash it out later. That reminds me, nice job getting to Francis' shampoo, the red hair goes great with the feathers and glue."

Alfred beamed. "It worked? I wasn't sure if he'd use both the shampoo and conditioner, since that's what triggers the color change, but I guess he always has to have his neat hair even during a prank war."

"Doe he even know this is a prank war?" Emily wondered, nudging him to come with her as they made their way back to their room.

"I think a few people should have caught on by now," The American decided after a bit of thought. "Just not by who, since we've made sure to get each other as well."

"We're probably still top contenders, though, but at least there's some suspicion on others as well," She sighed, running her hand through her hair since it would soon be a mess of paint.

"Hey, even if we do get caught, it's been hella fun so far, right?"

The Canadian laughed, resting a hand on the doorknob while glancing to the setup just across the way. "That it definitely has. Maybe your ideas aren't all crazy after all."

"I'm gonna take that as a complement."

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AN: It's short, I know, but this is all I could think of for this. I guess I can write more in the future?