Chibi Chaos

Americas House

{Me: Hi! This is just a filler chapter so I can get everyone to Americas house! I hope you like it!

France: Kira does not own Hetalia!

Italy: Please review!}

{Just in case you forgot:

Italy- chibi

Germany- chibi

Japan- chibi

America- norm

England- chibi

France- chibi

China- norm

Russia- chibi

Canada- norm

Prussia- chibi

Greece- norm

Turkey- norm

Switzerland- norm

Lichtenstein- norm

Hungary- norm

Austria- chibi

Poland- chibi

Lithuania- chibi

Hong Kong- chibi

Iceland- chibi

Norway- chibi

Denmark- chibi

Finland- chibi

Sweden- chibi}

"I suggest we stay at my house." said America, which all the nations there agreed to. Korea, along with Brazil, Estonia, Latvia, Sealand, and a few others went home, claiming they'd rather deal with this alone.

"Just call me when you have a cure, desu-yo!" Sealand said as he left.

"Can't we just stuff him in a box and ship him off somewhere?" England whispered to France, who laughed in agreement. "I mean, he's practically 10 pounds! That costs a few bucks! We could ditch him in Disneyland or something; just leave him there. No one would notice-"

He was cut off by a well delivered punch from Latvia, who growled something about UN countries and how they're all a bunch of idiots.

America came over next and pushed the Brit off the table. "Disneyland is mine. Don't you dare dump him on me, you... you... Twat!"

At this, France started to laugh so hard he cried, falling off the table and onto the still downed England.

"Twat! He called you a twat!" the Frenchman shrieked, pounding the floor. America blushed furiously, turning away. England didn't know whether to be ticked or touched, and ended up blushing worse than America and hiding under the table until they started to leave the room for Americas house.

"Wow..."

Most of the chibis were speechless as they walked into the Americans house. It was huge! Hundreds of rooms, ranging from gyms to pools lined the halls, and there were elegant chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The only one unfazed by the others house was England, who just shrugged.

"The reason his maps only center on him is because his house is so big it needs a map of it's own!" someone whispered, receiving several laughs and one smack.

"Okay! Everyone pick a room! You can bunk together if you want, but you don't have to if you-" England whispered something into the other chibis ear that made him blush. "I mean, we should probably pair up two to a room just in case something happens."

"I call sharing with Germany!~" Italy screamed, hugging tighter to the flustered German. He nodded before looking down to hide his blush.

"I call China, da." Russia said, pulling said Chinese man over to him by his arm and smiling. Though it looked cute, the other nations felt a hostile air to that grin an immediately agreed.

It went like that for the rest of them. Eventually everyone was paired up: America and England, Poland and Lithuania, Greece and Japan, Romano and Spain, Iceland and Hong Kong, Norway and Denmark, Austria and Hungary, Switzerland and Lichtenstein, Prussia and Canada(he'd been there the whole time), Sweden and Finland, and France with Turkey, since no one else wanted to share with them.

"Well, today was pretty crazy..." Germany sighed as he slumped onto the couch in the main room, closing his eyes. "So, who wants to cook?"

"Me!" England said, hopping out of his seat. France and America jumped on him and held him down while the other nations tried to decide on who should cook.

"I could cook," China suggested, which was agreed on. A few minutes later the nations all ate their dinner of Lo Mien, except for England who sat in a corner moping.

"Goodnight Germany!" Italy said as he turned off the lights. They were both in single beds placed across from each other, to Germanys relief.

"Ja, goodnight Italia." he said as he closed his eyes. Just before he fell asleep he felt someones arms wrap around him.

"Thank you, Ludwig. For everything." Italy whispered to the German. Before he could reply he fell asleep, dreaming of a small girl dressed in a maids outfit who's laugh was cute and made him sad for some reason. He had this dream on a regular basis, but for some reason tonight it seemed almost real.

{Me: Thanks for reading!}