The United States Of Hetalia

What Comes Next

After America had shown the countries their rooms for the stay, he had put the little boy who represented the Northern Mariana Islands to sleep.

"So we can go outside, or to the other kitchen where the kids took over, or we go around knocking on doors, which I do not recommend doing." America said rubbing his hands together.

"Can we go to the kitchen? Airplane food isn't as good as homemade pasta!" Italy said smiling next to Germany who just sighed and closed his eyes.

"Sure dude!"

The other countries walked to the other kitchen so that the representation of Northern Italy wouldn't complain about an empty stomach.

"Oceans rise, empires fall. We have seen each other through it all. And when push comes to shove I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!"

The countries heard a loud voice sing out. Alfred muttered something before running in a certain direction, the others following his lead. The voice led then to the kitchen they were looking for.

There were approximately 4 people ranging around young adults.

"You say our loving is draining and you can't go ooooonnnn! You'll be the one complaining when I am gone!"

The voice came from what they could only say was a female England. The two looked identical and a British accent was prominent.

They watched from the entry of the room as she sang and walked closer to a slightly shorter male standing at the edge of the room.

"And, no, don't change the subject. 'Cause your my favorite subject. My sweet submissive subject. My loyal, royal subject. Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever."

In which she stalked over and gently grabbed his head placing it on her breast, as she closed her eyes and finished the verse.

"You'll be back. Like before. I will fight the fight and win the war. For your love. For your praise. And I'll love ya 'til my dying days."

She walked away and made little gestures of a heart before walking over to the stove, where a kettle full of boiling water was sitting.

"When your gone, I'll go mad."

Little England put on two white gloves for her dainty little hands and poured herself some water from the pot before adding a tea bag to the mixture.

"So don't throw away this thing we had. 'Cause when push comes to shove, I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love."

She handed the male who, when examined looked identical to England, the tea cup before booping his nose at the last line.

"Da dada da da. Da dadada dayada. Dada da da dayada. Da dada da da. Da dadada dayada. Dada da."

America crossed his arms. "Do you regret taking her to the musical yet?" America said raising his eyebrow.

"Nope. It actually made her like me more." The teenage boy with the teacup took a quick sip. "I'm taking complete advantage of happy Ginny."

America sighed. "I want you guys to meet some of my friends. This is Germany, Italy, Japan, England, France, Russia and China."

"They're cute." A semi-tall black haired girl said said while getting tomatoes from the fridge. "Name be New Jersey. What can I get for ya sugars? Are they on the routine Alfred?"

"No, I don't think they can stand it."

"So the boys be wusses. I'd 'pect more from world super powers." Perhaps the tallest in the room (except Russia of course) spoke. He had black like Jersey's but unlike her hair it stuck straight up like it was gelled. His eyes were different since his were emerald green while his sister's was navy blue.

"What's the routine Alfred?" England asked curious.

"We fast for the week before the party. New York is saying you guys would die without any food."

"Ve can go vithout food for a few days." Germany said feeling his masculinity being threatened.

"Germany what are you saying! I can't survive without pasta! That's all I wanted-"

"Don't worry. I made some pasta earlier we just need to warm the sauce up and it's fine." New Jersey walked over and held Italy's face in her hands. "You don't keep us Italians away from food. I'm used to it though."

"You guys sure you up for it? The smell of food lingers for a bit." America raised a eyebrow.

"If a comrade can do it so can I,да?" Russia said patting Alfred on the back, startling the younger country for a second.

"I don't think I let my name slip. The name's Virginia. Feel free to ask me if you need anything." The blonde female reintroduced herself shaking hands with the countries. "It's such a pleasure to meet you. Father doesn't let much from his meetings slide."

"The only person who needs to know about the meetings is Diana." Alfred said raising his arms in surrender.

"Who hates your guts." Virginia said raising her iggybrows. New Jersey handed Italy a bowl of pasta to Germany's discomfort. Virginia turned a blind eye and looked behind her to mini England who was still sipping the cup of tea. "Be polite will you? These people came all the way to Europe-"

"Those people are Europe."

"DO NOT give me mouth."

"If I didn't give someone mouth, we'd still be under British control."

"MASON KIRKLAND JONES!" He did a sarcasm salute before reaching inside his pocket and pulling what looked like dust. A little blow and he disappeared in pink smoke.

"Would it be called manslaughter if he's not technically not human?" Virginia said tapping her foot impatiently on the tile floor.

"In technical terms yes." New York wiped a small spot of spaghetti sauce off Italy's cheek.

"Papá if you find West can you tell her that we finished our set of meals. She'll probably be happy we finished on time knowing how OCD she is." New Jersey said putting utensils and a dirty pot in the sink before turning on the warm water.

"Will do. Also how the boys doing with the set up? I tried texting them but it just went to voicemail." America asked.

"We haven't seen Al or Tex. Or Virgin Islands for that matter. You should check up on them. Teenage boys and helium doesn't add up too good." New York said wiping small crumbs off the table and taking Italy's now empty bowl.

"Quello era buona pasta grazie mille bella." Italy said walking over to where Jersey was washing dishes.

"I'm just glad you enjoyed it." She turned and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

"We'll probably see you guys later." Alfred gave them a childish salute before guiding the group through several hallways.

Arthur caught up with Alfred who was leading the pack and allowed the others to chatter behind them.

"Those four. They were mine weren't they? They were my colonies at one point?" Alfred nodded.

"New York is kinda Netherlands too. But ya, those were yours. Virginia and Massachusetts look a lot like you. I remember they would never behave when they were kids because Mass was always trying to pick a fight and Ginny tried her best to impress everyone. Sometimes I feel as if I should have told you guys about them. But I guess it was just me being possessive that stopped me."

Alfred stopped walking when they passed a certain door. He turned his head back to the group.

"Hey Commie do you want to meet your son?"

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Translations:

Quello era buona pasta grazie mille bella.

That was good pasta thank you so much beautiful.

1) If you have anyone that you ship America with please comment them or PM me. You can chose from England, France, Russia, China, Germany, Italy and Japan.

-Rubydust