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Chapter 6

As Germany walked up to the ship they'd be sailing on he noticed something odd about it's name. GerIta, it read.

"Ve~ Lujza? What does 'GerIta' mean," asked Italy.

Lujza looked up at him (he was a few inches taller than she was) with a slight shade of red on her cheeks.

"Umm, well, you see," she started, trying to find the right words to explain this, "in fandoms zer are what people call 'ships' while is an abbreviation for 'Relationship'. In a ship there are two characters who people in the fandom think should get together, no matter how ridiculous the relationship would be in the canon material. For example, there are people who ship America and Russia even though they apparently hate each other. The person's who are in the ships names are abbreviated, like the ship for Spain and Romano, called Spamano. There's also a ship for, ahem, you two, called GerIta. It's currently the most accepted of all the ships in the Hetalia fandom for, umm, reasons."

They had ceased walking for the duration of the explanation, both looking at Lujza in confusion. Italy, who understood more or the subject of love that Germany, quickly understood what Lujza was implying. His face took a small sadness to it's features before returning to normal. He turned to a still confused Germany and began to ramble on about pasta and pretty ladies in order to change the subject.

Lujza sighed in relief at Italy's (surprisingly) quick thinking. She didn't want to ruin their friendship by bringing up that person. Too many feeling and memories to sort through. If she wanted the truth, she'd wait until the show confirmed her suspicion, not ask them personally.

"Ahem," coughed Germany, feeling that there was something he missed but also knew that neither of the two would talk anytime soon, "I believe that we should get to the ship now."

Lujza nodded. "You're quite right, Ludwig," she said, and continued walking, the countries right behind her.

"Veee~ How do you know Germany's human name," questioned Italy. Germany also wanted to know. The girl Susie had called France by his human name earlier as well.

"Zat is a conversation zat we can have once we get on the ship and communicate with the others," she bluntly replied, "we're almost there anyvay."

The two countries nodded and continued to follow the blonde.

"Come on, guys, we're almost to the ship," called Susie.

"Wow, dudette, you can move pretty dang fast for a human," said America, easily catching up.

"Thank man. I 'preciate the compliment."

Since they had began their walk to the ship, Susie and America had quickly bonded. Kojima and Japan had also gotten to know each other quite well, bonding over their exasperation at their loud and obnoxious friends.

"And, Here we are," announced Susie.

They walked up to the ship. Japan and America read the name on the side, and both began to blush furiously.

"Eto, Kojima-san," asked the blushing Japan, "is that what they call a ship name."

"Yes, it is," he replied politely.

"Oh."

"Dude, I can't believe people ship us," said an excited America. He didn't know that he had so many fans that they had begun to ship him with people. To him it was almost equivalent to being a hero. Now the riot that had begun between the fangirls made sense.

"Yeah, people do that in this fandom a lot," Susie said, blushing as well. She was one of those very shippers she spoke of.

"We should get to the ship now," said Kojima, trying to bring the subject to anything but the one they were on now. He was a shipper too.

"Totally," said Susie, "Let's Go!"

"Let me-a get this straight,"Romano began. "Me and this idiota are 'shipped' together?"

"Yes."

"That sounds stupid!" The brunette cried in outrage, flailing his arms up into the air. "Of all people, why do I have to be with him?"

"Would you rather be paired with France, or Germany?"

He crossed his arms in defeat, "I see your point."

"Now, now Romano, calm down. The reason they pair us is probably because we're good friends!" The Spaniard chirped enthusiastically, swinging an arm around the Italian, who only edged away whilst letting out a derisive snort. "As if we're friends!"

"Oh really, not friends? Then how about I tell the others about that time you wet the bed when you were little? I'm sure everyone would enjoy hearing that story." The Spaniard threatened with an eyebrow cocked suggestively. At that, the Italian piped down almost immediately, face brimming red with embarrassment, "Whatever, bastardo."

"Anyway, yeah, that's pretty much how much the explanation goes in terms of putting it in a nutshell. Each of you have your own ships here in this place, but the most popular ones are docked here."

"That's just great! I'm stuck with this frog over here because people 'ship' me with him?! What is wrong with the youth of today!?" England grumbled from somewhere, getting struck by a baguette followed by a few 'ohonhonhons' in the distance.

"Frist of all, don't say 'youth of today', you sound like a bitter grandmother!" America shouted back at England. "And second, you need to calm down, it isn't the end of the world, it's just a pairing!"

"I don't care what you think you bloody git. stay out of this!"

"Everyone shut up," Germany screamed. Guess he has to be the serious one again. "How is it that all of these people seem to know about us and our human names. That's confidential information!"

"Eto," began Japan, "that is probably my fault."

"What do you mean it's probably your fault, Aru?"

"Well, when my country was being modernized, I ran into my boss' son whom wanted me to tell him about myself and the other nations. I shouldn't have though, because he went and told some of his friends. Even though they believed it was all made up, one of them decided to make an anime about it. I believe it's called 'Hetalia'."

"We'll that's not a very nice name," said Itlay.

"So you're saying zat ze reason all of these girls are fawning over us is because you told some blabber mouth kid about us," concluded Prussia.

"Hai, I'm am sorry," Japan replied, his head bowed.

"It's all vell and good for you to bow to the awesomeness that is me, but there's no need to apologize. This is ze most fun I've had in years," Prussia said with his signature smirk.

"Well with all of that out of the way I guess we can be aloud to speak, yes?"

Everyone turned around to see Katherine, standing next to America?, waving.

Nicole appeared next to England and tripped France who was trying to grab England.

"Thank you," said England. She nodded in reply and turned to see a flash of lighting appear near the Rochu ship. Sicily appeared next to Russia and put her hand on his head, just to see what he'd do. She began running when he brought out 'the magical metal pipe of pain'.

Katherine just sighed, as well as Nicole, and brought her attention back to the countries.

"Let's begin the explanation shall we?"

I just sorta lost track right now and it feels like i'm being introduced into the Hetalia Fandom again, the feeling of riding a small go-cart that is in flames and has no brakes.-APHMexico. I think I wanna make this my senior quote.

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