Accidental Time Travel (Hetalia Fanfiction)

This was written as a Christmas present for my sister. I hope all of you guys like it too.

“How did I get here? Don’t tell me the black magic club’s spell actually worked?” Mathias wondered as he looked around.

                He had just been at Hetalia Academy, but the school was nowhere in sight. He was in a large barren field, full of dead grass and a tree that fell over without anyone to hear it make a sound. The sky was a bleak grey without a single cloud occupying it. Mathias began to wander through the wasteland. “What’s that…?” Before the Dane, was a hole in the earth, a giant crater? He subconsciously took a step back.

“Is this what the world will be like in the future?”

                Mathias had been bored not too long ago, or should I say years ago?- and decided to poke around the black magic club’s room.

                “Hey Arthur, Vlad, you don’t mind if I drop in do you?” Mathias asked as he barged into the clubroom. There were no bushy browed Brits in sight, nor was there a red eyed Romanian. “I guess I have this place to myself.” Mathias grinned and thought, “If I mess around with some of their spells, maybe something interesting will happen.”

                He walked past the pentagram design on the floor, and went straight to the spell bookshelf. The Dane grabbed a random book and began to flip through the pages aimlessly. “Bountiful Harvest Spell, Protection Spell, Harry Potter Cosplay Spell? Isn’t there anything interesting in here?” Mathias flipped the page. When he saw the spell occupying the page, a grin grew on his face. “A time travel spell. That sounds fun.”

                In the description it said, “For the user to travel forward in time, they must read the spell from beginning to end over a pentagram. To go backward in time, they must recite the spell from end to beginning over a reversed pentagram.”

                So naturally, Mathias dashed over to the pentagram he had passed. “I’ll go the future,” he thought, “that’ll be way more interesting than the stuff we learn in history class.”

                He began to recite the spell. “Tag det sorte paa det blaa, tag det blaa paa de hvide, tag dethvide paa en jordfast sten. I navnet Thor, Odin og Frigga”

                The pentagram began to glow with an eerie purple, then the whole room faded out into white light. When the white light had finally faded to the grey of the future’s sky, Mathias found that he no longer had the spell book, nor was he still at school.

                Mathias stood in front of the crater. Is this what happens to the school? The crater looked to be about were the teacher’s room would be. And the tree he had passed by earlier looked similar to the oak near Hetalia Academy. “I guess I’ll never know what those teachers kept in there.” Mathias joked, not letting the destruction keep him down.

                But then a thought dawned on him. What would he do now that he was here? There wasn’t much he could do around a nonexistent school, and there wasn’t a single soul in sight. The field he was in was pretty drabby, and if he had brought beer it would have been a buzz kill.

                “Maybe I’ll go look for some beer.” Mathias decided. “That is, if they still have beer in the future.” He continued exploring, leaving the destroyed school behind. His mind was wandering elsewhere. “If there’s no beer in the future, that’d be a sad future. How would humanity survive without beer? Though I guess if they still have coffee they might stand a chance.”