"This place is beautiful." Finland exclaimed. "It would be nice to spend Christmas here."
"Indeed." Sweden agreed.
"Zhis seems safe enough." Germany put his bag down. Canada could hear the clatter of glass. It was just like Germany to bring beer along with him.
"The gates are tall, but if enough zombies wander this way, they might accumulate enough to climb over. We'll have to keep at least one country in the watch towers at all times." Canada explored his mind for any other useful information. "The storage rooms are just through the kitchen. Germany, why don't you take the first watch?"
"Danke, America." Germany nodded. He turned to leave.
"It's Canada." Canada yelled out. He doubted the Germany heard him though.
"Let's get this stuff put away." Finland gestured to all the bags around him.
Canada nodded and got right to work.
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The Dark And Hollow Pastas
FanfictionA Hetalia Zombie Apocolypse. Germany, Sweden, Finland, and Canada have barricaded themselves in the latter's hunting lodge. Where are the other countries and will they make it to the lodge? Only time will tell.
