Facades [Hetalia AU]

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Facade(Noun)

A deceptive outward appearance.

An outward appearance that is maintained to conceal a less pleasant or creditable reality.

A showy misrepresentation intended to conceal something unpleasant.

A false, or artificial appearance or effect.

An outward appearance which is deliberately false and gives you a wrong impression of someone or something.

- Various sources

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Seconds, hours, days, years, and centuries have passed in an incredibly fast pace for the nations. Somehow, since they are so caught up and focused with their own selves, they never realized the vital truth of their superpower Somehow, they never knew that the Alfred that they knew wasn't Alfred at all. In fact, he was a whole different person. His fake smiling and the heroic persona he put up every he meets them was actually a complete opposite to his real one.

Such small things and problems that point out clues to Alfred being a genius intellect were simply overshadowed by their own selfish tendencies. They were so caught up in their own ideas and dreams of world domination. They had fallen into the mechanism of imperialism. They had been blinded by the sheer concept of power and are willing to fight for it. From their past pirating days and colonizing third world countries to the present day of being an economic superpower.

In fact, they had all claimed to be older and wiser than him. Despite that, every single of them is still acting like ungrateful, spoiled brats! When will they ever grow up? When will they actually work like the personification of their own countries, rich in history and colorful culture, that could be relied on by their citizens and government? Only God knows.

In fact, they never noticed. They didn't realize how dominant the young superpower is until it was too late. They spent all the year underestimating his abilities. After all, who would expect the former British colony to end up as the world's superpower? So now, they ended up begging for economic and political support. They ended up knocking to his door, asking him for aids and help.

Ever since the death of Native America, his beautiful and sweet mother with her tinkling light laugh and an enchanting lullaby that make the American eventually fall asleep, Alfred had to put up an unbreakable mask. It was safer that way. Nobody can be trusted. Everyone always has an ulterior motive. Except for them.

His real allies and friends. Not the fake ones, who only would befriend him only under their bosses' orders. The ones would always take the chance to scoff and come up with degrading insults aiming at him, when he turned his back, with their own native languages. They had forgotten that Alfred is multilingual due to the number of immigrants entering his country. Again.

But sometimes the harsh world is too much to handle. Especially when they would tease and bully you relentlessly. So people started breaking down. They snapped, get depressed, and be suicidal when they can't take it anymore.

Thank God for them. His allies. They were the only one who can keep Alfred sane and not end up trying to murder and torture the other countries in the most painful way possible.

Well, this story is about that.

Facades.

Masks.

Alliances.

Friendships.

Weapons.

Revenge.

Freedom.

Tactics.

Technology.

And absolutely supreme awesomeness.