North American Hurricane (Hetalia)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: In the same vein as Bunnies For Your Amusement, I now bring you my collection of oneshots and short stories featuring the North American twins, America and Canada! Now including non-LJ drabbles.

Disclaimer: Hetalia's not mine.

Warning: Random Shit, Bros Being Bros, Magical Stuffs

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"Hey, Alfred?"

The American looked up from his DS at the Danish man leaning against the table. "Yeah?"

"You can do the magic mumbo craziness Arthur and Lukas and Soren can, right?"

"Well, I mean technically yeah."

"Then why don't you?"

Alfred tried his best to hold back his flush, sincerely wishing that that topic would go back to being unremarked on already. "I just don't like doin' it, ya know? It's not super heroic or fair if I solve all my problems by waving a wand and stuff."

Mathias raised a brow. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can't prank people or whatever with it."

"Never really thought about using it for that, 'specially since Ginny'll actually kill me if I go near her stuff again."

The Danish man groaned in frustration, and looked about ready to give up, until Matthew approached from his other side and asked oh so innocently, "Wait, are you talking about the rabbit incident?"

Mathias twirled on the Canadian, eyes wide and a grin starting to encroach. "What rabbit incident?"

Alfred stared down his brother as a few other Nations gave up on pretending they hadn't been listening in, willing him to stop, but the Canadian ignored it with only a pleasant smile hiding an evil, evil vengeance for the totally awesome birthday gift he'd been given. After all, who wouldn't want their house repainted in freedom colors?

"Oh, it was way back when we were colonies, late 1600s, and Ginny was put in charge of Alfred's lessons while Arthur was gone. Apparently one of her rewards for good behavior was a brief magic lesson, which I can only wonder what she was thinking at the time."

Arthur looked to be in agreement, while Alfred was doing his best to hide behind his hands as the story played out.

"Anyways, so this time she'd apparently been going over basic transfigurations, stone to brick and whatnot, and had him practicing for a while. Since his latin wasn't - and still isn't - the greatest in the world, he managed to stumble over a few words during the largest of said practice casts, not only completely failing to change the rock he had into brick, but turning all of his states into rabbits for close to a week before it finally wore off."

A series of snorts and giggles broke out around the room, and Alfred had mostly managed to slide under the table while the majority of the room was distracted.

Mathias didn't even try to hide it, choking out being bouts of laughter, "How the heck did you find out about this?"

Matthew, smug prick that he was, replied, "Oh, I asked Ginny about it ages ago - apparently she's still upset over how hopeless he is."

Yeah, see if he got an invite to Al's house anytime soon. Jerk.

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"Ah, Alfred? What are you doing?" Francis asked, looking somewhat warily at the wide spread of ink-stained cards across the floor.

"Eh, just some seal type stuff, pretty basic really," The American replied idly, fountain pen carefully tracing out a perfect circle around the text already in place.

"Shouldn't you have someone on hand just in case?"

Alfred looked up to his brother, brow raised. "Franny, it's incantations I suck with, not runes. Artie's the one who does the wand waving mess anyways, and he's welcome to all that. I'd rather stick with something that just requires patience and memorization, not a bunch of stupid shit about the exact phase of the moon or inflection of every other syllable."

The older Nation wasn't entirely reassured, but still moved further into the room to examining one of the cards more closely. "What do these do, anyways?"

"Oh, they're for a game."

"...a game?"

"Uhuh, it's a simple one, but I remember it was fun when Ginny and I played, and I figured it wouldn't be hard for anyone else to learn. Hand me one of the ones near you and I'll show you."

After a moment's thought, he grabbed one with a small stylized heart in the corner, passing it over the rest of the cards to the American, who promptly slapped it back down on the ground with the circle inlay face up, fingertip resting against it for a bit before the line started to light up.

In a small poof of smoke, a tiny and rather cutesy succubus appeared, blowing a kiss up to them.

"Erm, Alfred?"

"It's just an illusion, see?" A finger passed through the figure, its small hands smacking ineffectually at it until it pulled back again. "They can hit each other, but the most they can do to anyone is scare 'em a bit."

"I think you scare me more at the moment."

Alfred just laughed merrily. "Aw, don't be like that, Ginny never let me try actual summonings."

Francis couldn't help but be glad for that.

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AN: Aha, I think these are both really sucky, but my friend assures me they're cute, so I guess here's drabbles for days 2 and 3. Dunno if this'll be my definitive headcanons, but I wrote something which should count for something so. Yeh.