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Hetalia: Journey to The Strange World

by IamtheRazgriz

Chapter 2: The Portal That is Awesomeness Doubled

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Germany and everyone else was completely shocked by what America had just said. They didn't know how to actually reply to that, except for England saying, "What!? Portals don't just appear from out of nowhere, you idiot!" Although America was England's little brother, and he loved him, he really thought he was completely stupid at times. No one played attention to England when he said that.

Italy exclaimed several times over, "Hey everybody! I have white flags! Look, I made some for everyone!" Germany scolded Italy for being stupid. "Italy! That's enough! What is this 'portal' you're talking about, America?"

America exclaimed, "Oh? It's... some really cool... blue colored... thing that... app...eared... over some un... inhabited island!"
"America, we can't understand you when you're stuffing burgers into your mouth.", England explained to him. America loved burgers so much. He loved them so fucking much, he would try to fit them into his schedule whenever possible. He attempted to stuff them down his throat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

France tried to talk with him. "America? Don't you think that you could be less vague and give us a better description?"
He pulled out a remote, and with the click of a button, America showed them a live feed video of the portal. It was a deep blue in hue, and had some electric blue streaks running through with the deep blue colors of the portal. It was sucking up small things like grass and leaves, and they disappeared after passing through the gateway. They did not come out of the other side, it was like a wormhole. It was flat, and anything that passed through one side, did not come out right behind on the other side.

China exclaimed that it looked like it was positioned there by some sort of enemy to try and destroy Earth little by little.
"If that's the case, I'm up for some fighting myself!", Russia said. America started to get thrilled that someone was speaking literally the same thing he was thinking about in the back of his mind. He started a conversation with Russia.

"Dude, you ready for some fighting?", he exclaimed.

Russia said, "Yes, I actually am. I'd love to see the enemy's faces when I crush them, and they come crawling to me for mercy." At that moment, everybody could sense Russia's aura turning dark again, and became afraid.

"What about my ideas? Do you wanna hear them?", Canada asked. "Wha...!? Did you hear that just now?", England asked. America asked them all, "Hey, did anyone else hear something?"

"No.", China said.
Japan said, "I think I may have, but it might have been nothing." Of course, he obviously meant "no".

"Everyone, shut up and get back on topic!", Germany yelled. And just like that, everybody quieted down and continued on as normal.

"Maybe we should form a big battle army with me at the front! Cause I'm the hero!", America said. He always thought he was the hero. Everything in every single one of his plans had him as the hero, and everyone else "backing him up". What this meant although, is that he actually did nothing, and took all the credit for everyone else's work in a battle. He did intentionally too. He purposefully took credit for all the efforts of everybody else.

"You know, every single one of your plans has you as the hero, America. Why not let someone else lead for a change?", France asked him.

America seemed quite offended greatly by this, and defending his role as the hero, told France, "What!? No way dude! I ain't gonna stop being the hero I am!" England had something else to say about it.

"I think the only logical explanation would be to go and check it out. Not try to just fight for no reason."
"Easy for you to say!", America said.

Italy was running around the room, waking his white flag, while chanting, "Va. Va. Va. Va. Hey! White flags for everyone! Don't you want one!"

"Everyone! I think England is completely correct in the matter at hand! We can't just waste energy fighting.", everybody else said. "Very well then, I think we can stop fighting.", said France. America said, "Totally! In fact, why don't we go check out that really awesome portal?"

"All right, but remember to be prepared! Don't be wasting time while we are away. We don't want too many problems arising while we are gone. At any rate, we should only be there for a little bit, before we leave.", Germany told all the people in the room.

"Maybe they'll give me my turn soon.", Canada said to himself. His little bear once again forgot who his owner is. "Who are you?" Canada told him, "I'm your owner, Canada."
"Oh."

"Anyone else just hear that!?", England cried out. England looked very frightened and was once again shot down by America.
America said, "Dude I think you're just hallucinating again" At that very moment, one of England's hallucinatory friends showed up. Only he could see these, and he always acted weird according to everybody else. Don't listen to him! You're not hallucinating England., he could hear it say.

"Thank you for saying that. Obviously no one else cares about you like I do.", England told his friend. China was watching England the whole time, and he said, "Wha...!? England, I th-think you're hallucinating again!" England looked very calm and under control when he look to China with a look of confusion. "Are you going to try and tell me you can't see my green friend here?"

"Green friend!?", Germany said to himself. How is that possible!? If there isn't anybody on the Earth who is green, then, who, or what could that be?, he thought. Unless he really IS hallucinating! Germany could now just imagine a whole bunch of weird looking bug and animal things. All of them around England. Laughing, talking, and playing. They looked very strange to him.

They discussed over the portal for about another hour or so. Consulting America's alien friend Tony, and many other things.
While talking to Tony, they couldn't understand what he was saying. All except for America. Everyone else just heard, "Fucking. Fucking. Fucking. Fucking." Occasionally, America would ask Tony something, and they'd hear, "Bitch. Bitch."
America didn't seem to mind at all, since he was good friends with the alien.

But, the big thing now was getting the conference all wrapped up. They all were finished speaking, and so they bid their goodbyes till the next day, when they'd be going to investigate the portal. All of them retired to their houses for the day. Japan was just leaving the building when Italy had caught him while driving his red convertible.

"Hey Japan!", he said, in a cheery voice. Japan turned around and saw Italy was just leaving the grounds. Japan lived far away from Europe, and since the conferences were held in Europe, he had a long walk. Japan quickly, but not confusingly replied back to Italy's greeting, "Huh? Oh, hello Italy." Italy asked Japan if he needed a ride home. Japan remembered exactly what had happened the last time, and told Italy that he would love to, but only if he didn't drive like a mad man this time. "I'll be safe today, I promise!", Italy told Japan clear as day. What Japan did not catch upon was the extra emphasis in the word "safe". Japan accepted his offer, and he made a mistake, just like previously.

Because of the last incident, he vowed to make safer cars. This meant that he of course made them with a limit on horsepower when they were road cars. Not a single one exceeded the country's limit of 237 Horse Power. The racing cars for Rally Racing had a limit of 299 Horse Power.

This ride home ended up the same way as his previous ride home with Italy. He drove really quickly, passed cars left and right, and it all ended at Japan's place, with Japan hiding in the back seat filled with fear, and because he felt sick to his stomach.

Italy looked in the back seat, and said, "We're here!" Japan couldn't even move or speak.

Author's Notes:

If I screwed up on the Horse Power limit of Japan, tell me! I know it is somewhere between 225 and 237.

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