Hawaii is scared of corpses - so whenever she invites someone for a sleepover, or whenever someone shares a hotel room with her, very early in the morning, she asks them if they're dead. They freak out. Especially North Dakota.
It was 4:09 in the morning. They had both went to a tropical resort, to Mexico's place. Mexico had agreed that he could go to Hawaii's place in trade for them going to his. Hawaii said it was alright. So, there she was, lying in her bed, awake. She suddenly got her thought: Is North Dakota dead? He doesn't snore, so how do I know?
So Hawaii crept quietly over to the pull-out bed, where North Dakota was sleeping. She poked him. He didn't awaken.
"Are you dead?" Hawaii screamed. North Dakota woke up to that.
"Are you....dead?" She repeated.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" North Dakota screamed loudly. He jumped off of the pull out bed. "What the hell? What the hell? What the hell?"
Then he called America.
"Alfred. There's a stranger in my hotel room. Can you call Hungary and tell her to beat them up?"
"Are you sure it isn't Hawaii?"
"....."
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Hetalia Headcanons (Mostly OC's)
FanfictionHetalia head canons are SO unoriginal—but what if we twisted it up a bit so the OC's are also involved? You can post any Headcanon you want and I will put it up. Bonus points if you think of something for an OC. Also, you can post your OC's and I wi...
