A/N – Ah, it's been a while. ^^; Just thought I'd throw in some updates since it's Hetalia Day and all, and I actually CELEBRATED this time and met with cosplayers and fans, like, in real life! :D It's an accomplishment for me okay! XP I was Seychelles. :3 Anyway, here's my Hetalia Day Update chapter, might become a consistent thing. ^^

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There was a longue in another building beside the Palace of Nations. The personified countries that took occasional refuge there were enjoying themselves.

Veneziano Italy crashed into the room, crying and apologizing for being so late out of habit from his days with Germany.

"Quit crying, useless brother!" glowered Romano, rolling his eyes.

Seychelles tucked her hair behind her ear and touched his shoulder. "It's alright. We're just here to relax, so try to calm down, okay?"

Italy paused to look around his room of friends: his older brother, Seychelles, Spain, and Russia. Well, Russia is…

"Okay."

"Anyway, Felici-nito, what's going on with the main building? They're doing some kind of game there, right?"

"Ve? Ah, I dunno. I didn't visit."

The tomato-lover shrugged. "Oh well. Ready to eat?"

"Yes!" Spain slid a plate of bolognese to an empty seat as Italy rushed to the chair.

Russia settled next to him with a plate of pierogi. "Raising money for the vacations every century is hard work, da?"

"Yep," Romano supported simply and collapsed onto the couch with Spain's basket of tomatoes.

Seychelles took her fish out of the microwave. "But we did a good job." She smiled warmly at the gathering of nations. She bet that if everyone got along as ideally as the people in the room did right now, the world conference meetings would go a lot differently.

Spain lifted up his glass of tomato juice. "To us!"

"TO US!~"

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The bodies scattered about the hallways were still warm with the passion to fight even though the light in their eyes had long since disappeared, Their machine guns rested to their sides.

China and Hong Kong dashed past them on the second floor.

France held back the opposition on the fourth floor.

Jeanne D'Arc waited for her allies, shooting back when there was a pause in attack.

Finland instructed his friends through his headset, giving them directions with a small map in front of him.

Cuba fired and fled PRN on the third floor.

Estonia remained quiet underneath the cabinet while Latvia remained unconscious beside it. Poland and Lithuania lay unmoving on the floor with red staining their clothes, an expression of fear plastered on their faces and fully-loaded guns still gripped in their hands.

Clearly, the Outer Space Pony team had promptly retired.

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The moon was full and bright and beautiful as usual, gray clouds passing it by occasionally. It would have been a great night for stargazing.

"We're here to help!" shouted Hong Kong as he and his teacher hustled to the defending nations.

"Hey there, China!" Turkey greeted casually as if they were on a fun excursion, "And Japan's friend!"

"Do you want help or not?-!"

Jeanne D'Arc beamed as China bent down beside her behind the barriers. "You're going to be alright, aru. Leave it to the Asian nations, aru!"

"Thank you."

Hong Kong fired freely at the opposition and took cover when he saw the streaks of lightning being returned. China and Jeanne, provided with more ammo, fought back valiantly as well.

Yes! They were going to win!

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A/N – Are they? :D

Nobody but the actual Asian nations really know Hong Kong, so they all just call him "boy" or "China's Property" or "Friend of Japan". XP How sad. Also, if you haven't noticed by now, I don't believe in Hong Kong saying "like" and "dude" occasionally; I think him more proper than that. *nod* He was raised by England after all. *nod nod*

~TMRomance