Blood Wedding 1

Okay, so anda cinta Hetalia. But, just being a fan isn't enough for you. anda want to really get involved in the fandom, roleplay as your favorit character, maybe write a fanfiction atau two.

Well, that's cool, but, most fan can sometimes make some mistakes when it comes to roleplaying atau menulis fanfictions. hetalia is such a diverse fandom, so the possibilities are endless! But everyone makes mistakes. I'm not saying that everyone in the hetalia fandom is horrible at menulis fanfictions, I'm just trying to say that sometimes, mistakes can be made, and there can be consequences sometimes.That's...

at your house

Denmark: *opens door* HELLO!!!

you: umm... hi Nordics... what r u guys doing here?

Denmark: our house is being destroyed because Norge was doing magic and it set on fire.

you: o-ok... anda guys can come in

Denmark: WAHOOOO!!!!! do u have anything for us to drink?

you: i have milk, coke, juices and...

Denmark: NO NO NO NO!!! i don't like those things!!!

you: well what do u like? Hot Chocolate? Water?

Denmark: beer

you: oh yeah DUH i forgot!!! *walks in the kitchen*

Norway: jerami, hay when your over there can i have some water?

you: *faces Norway* why? i thought u did not like water?

Norway: I'm making...

People were in shock. Were the borders really open? East Germans tentatively approached the border and indeed found that the border guards were letting people cross. Very quickly, the Berlin dinding was inundated with people from both sides. Some began chipping at the Berlin dinding with hammers and chisels. There was an impromptu huge celebration along the Berlin Wall, with people hugging, kissing, singing, cheering, and crying.

After the Berlin dinding came down, East and West Germany reunified into a single German state on October 3, 1990.


Over and under and through the dinding they came,
parched with...

~Hungary~

Almost a week went oleh when Austria sat selanjutnya to me for breakfast. The sun was just about to come out from behind the hills. Italy was still sleeping in his bed. I pushed my pancake around in the "syrup". It tasted lebih like preservatives.

"Aren't anda going to eat?" he asked, membaca over the sheet musik he had been working on.

I stayed quiet, and just kept pushing the pancake. I was to preoccupied with my thoughts to talk to someone who wouldn't listen to me anyway.

Austria set down the sheets and looked at me. "Hungary... I feel like we should talk."

I almost jumped out of my seat. Talk?...