Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia and i'm not Australian either, so sorry for any inaccuracies

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Australia was muttering a string of swear words to himself as he tried to find a way out of the current predicament he was in, and that was that he was currently stuck in a forest with no exit in sight.

He had been running for a long while before he realized he was lost. He honestly didn't mean to get lost, but he had just been trying to get away from England as fast as humanly possible that he didn't even think about where he was going. The only thing he had was a satchel with some spare change and food, which honestly wasn't that bad,he had just forgotten water which was no big deal. Australia used to live out in the wilderness, so how he used to live compared to this made his current situation seem laughable. No, the thing he was truly worried about was England having a hissy fit and sending his armies to look for him

Australia kicked a rock in front of him as he continued walking on the unmarked path. He thought over the events that had happened a few hours earlier, how he felt in the heat of the moment. This wasn't the first time England and Australia had exploded in eachothers faces, but it was the first time where one of them had enough of it and ran away like a wimp. He didn't like this situation at all, but if anything, it wasn't Australia's fault, it was all England's.

He thought back to when he first met the man, a stark contrast to what he felt now. Australia had saw him with a troop of men in the middle of the forest, looking confused and paranoid. Australia however felt his curiosity once again pry open as he stared at the weird white men with odd clothing. He immediately jumped in front of them and introduced himself in his native tongue, he was lucky to have dodged the bullets. After the startling introduction, England had this look in his eye and led him back to their camp. He was then given 'proper' clothing and weird foods to eat, which was fun at first, but when Australia had wanted to go back home England didn't let him.

"I should've ran back then, I'm 55 years too late" he mumbled to himself kicking another poor rock.

It was getting darker, and Australia had considered sleeping where he was at, however a weird light in the distance drew him forward to walk a few more miles. Sometimes Australia cursed his curiosity, but it's not like anything bad could happen to him, he was a nation after all, he was extremely hard to kill and even if they did it would only be temporary. Or at least he hoped.

As he got closer to the light, it oddly went fainter and was getting progressively blurrier, fading into the background. Australia grinned to himself. Finally! Something exciting! He quickened his pace, squinting to see what it was. As the trees and bushes started getting scarcer, he finally managed to see what it was.

A small gasp escaped his lips when he saw what was in front of him. It wasn't like anything he'd ever seen before, it was a glowing lake. Ok, so maybe he'd seen similar things, like a lake and maybe a glowing object, but never those two together. It looked mystical and it made him feel calm, however it also made him sad. Just staring at the lake made his eyes start to water as overwhelming sadness came over him, and he didn't know where it was coming from.

He got closer to it until he was near the edge of it, he fell to his knees and just stared into his reflection. He saw two eyes, starting to go red, staring right back at him. "Why on earth am I crying!?" He asked himself as he desperately tried to wipe away the tears.

He looked up at the full moon that had appeared and felt that his mouth was dry. A sudden thought came to him as he quickly looked back down at the glowing lake, he was feeling awfully thirsty after all so why the hell not!?

Australia scooped a handful of water into his hands and drank from it, before quickly spitting it out. "Crikey! That water sure is salty, it tastes just like tears-" another realization dawned on him as he was once again made aware of the tears still spilling from his now red cheeks. "An awful lot of people must come crying here" he joked to himself.

He felt a wave of tiredness wash over him. From all the fighting and running he had done earlier, to the weird sense of sadness and crying, he was feeling awfully tired. He put his satchel on the ground and rested his head on it "I might as well.." he said to himself before quickly dozing off to sleep.

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Dreams were always a weird place for his mind to be in, as they were always cryptic and blunt at the same time for him.

He dreamt of glowing lakes and fluffy caterpillars, he thought of the twinkling stars of the night sky and the cool autumn breeze. He dreamt of getting chased by a large lion with green eyes, those same eyes having a sense of sadness in them, he also dreamt of having tea with the queen. None of the things he dreamt of really had a connection, and Australia wouldn't remember a thing later when he woke up. But all you need to know was that was a map of the future, albeit a weird one.

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Australia opened his eyes only to be greeted by the bright morning sun, or was it afternoon? He didn't know. His legs felt sore as he got up from where he was lying and he rubbed his head. It hurt like mad, he looked down and noticed that his satchel was gone. "Did someone steal it?!" Australia quickly leaped up from where he was sitting and looked around. Not only was his satchel gone but so was the weird glowing lake.

"Great" he muttered "everything has been officially taken away from me"

He leaned against a tree, which looked different from the trees from yesterday, it was much thicker and greener. "Heh, guess I'm going insane now" Australia frowned, absolutely nothing looked familiar. He prayed that he could find a sign of a civilization near or maybe a boat, he didn't want to stay in the forest for too long, especially without his satchel.

He didn't bother with dusting off his pants as he moved away from the tree. Australia walked through the forest, just looking for the quickest exit. "Hello? Anyone in here!?" He yelled out into the forest. Nothing. "I'm a good person I swear!" He yelled once again. Nothing. He kicked a rock into the base of a tree in frustration. "I have money!" He lied, after all, there was no one there to call him out on it.

Another hour passed and Australia was seriously starting to question how thick the forest was, he had been stuck there for awhile.

Australia's steps were starting to get slower as hour two came up. "This ain't nothing compared...to...Australia!" He panted out.

On hour three he had given up (but not really) and was sitting down to rest. "This is all England's fault" he muttered to himself, "if he wasn't such a bad guardian I wouldn't be here half starved"

Then he heard a rustle, and his head snapped up. "H-hello?!" He stuttered out his word, not because of fear but rather just shock that something different happened.

He got up quickly and gave his brightess grin "is somebody there!? Please tell me there is" a weird blonde strand came out of a bush "wonderful! Now please get out of that bush"

Two blue eyes peeked out from the side of the bush before a little boy hopped out from the bush with an even bigger smile than Australia's. He really didn't expect that it would be that easy to get the stranger to come out of the bush so quickly, but he really just felt relieved that he had managed to get him out. "Hi, what's your name?" Asked Australia to the weird little boy.

"Am- Alfred!" Alfred said immediately "what's yours mister?" Asked the tiny blonde child

Australia straightened up the moment Alfred had called him 'mister' he had never been called that before, usually it's 'lad' or 'boy'. It made him feel mature, even though he was physically and mentally around nine or ten. And while he was stuck here with a stranger who seemed to know absolutely nothing about him, he might as well use his preferred name "nice 'ta meet 'ya Alfred, you can call me Jett!" Australia said with a toothy grin, maybe this was his chance to finally make a friend other than Canada.

Alfred cocked his head to the side "really? I've never heard of that name before, and you sound kinda funny"

"You sound funny to me too" Australia shot back, although Alfred did sound like Canada, so maybe he was one of his citizens visiting England? "Anyways, do ya know where the exit is? I've been lost here for quite awhile"

Alfred's eyes lit up "really!? I'm lost too! But don't worry, I know where the exit is" he said proudly, puffing up his little chest.

Australia decided to ignore how that statement seemed to contradict itself and gave a big sigh of relief "finally! Can you lead the way out of here?"

The little boy nodded "yep! Just follow me" He then stepped farther away from the bush and started walking north, all while keeping his head glued to the ground for whatever reason.

After awhile, it was starting to bother Australia since he didn't know why the heck the boy was keeping his eyes on the ground, so he decided to ask "what are you doing?"

Alfred looked up and gave him a big smile "I'm following the breadcrumbs I left behind! You see, Eng- my big brother read me a story last night about a girl and a boy leaving a track of breadcrumbs so they wouldn't get lost"

"But doesn't a bird eventually eat the breadcrumbs?" Australia Asked with a small smile.

Alfred stopped in his tracks and thought it over, he looked down at the ground again with a lot of concentration. He looked up with a sheepish look on his face "did it? I didn't hear that part"

"Ha! No worries mate" Australia said with a smile. Alfred returned the smile and looked back at the breadcrumbs.

As Alfred led them out, Australia couldn't help but wonder what a five or six year old boy was doing all alone out in the forest leaving breadcrumbs on the ground. Judging from his clothes he looked well off, even if they were a bit dirty and mucked up, and he seemed like the type of kid to do things without thinking. Surely his parents (whoever they were) wouldn't let a kid like that wander the forest alone with no supervision, so maybe they were nearby? Maybe they just lost track of him.

Well this was the biggest adventure Australia had in years, and even though all the things leading up to it was undoubtedly something he'd like to avoid in the near future, he wouldn't change it for the world. Here he was, with a human boy! Maybe they could play together? That very thought made Australia even more excited about what was to come. No more studying, no more burnt meals, no more uncomfortable clothing, no more strict schedules, no more nasty England. Australia was starting to seriously consider not returning and just become a nomad. Of course he'd have to send Canada letters to make sure he knew he was ok.

And while Australia was daydreaming all of this Alfred realized that the breadcrumbs disappeared.

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