Earth-chan and Hetalia

Chapter 1

The world meeting. The event where all the nations in the world come together to discuss their problems in an even matter. Of course that never seems to be the case. At every meeting, there was chaos. People were yelling their opinions, paper was thrown everywhere, next thing you know, there's a fight happening, and it's almost impossible to stop a fight with people who represent countries. But today's meeting was going to be different. Something outstanding was going to happen and it would hit everyone in the face.

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8:30 am

If you listen closely, you could hear the shouts of the nations all the way from Mars. It was the same thing,
"Pastaaaa!"
"Frog!"
"Ohononon!"
"Big brother!"
"My tomatoes!!"
"Bastards!"
"I am awesome!!!"
And so on. Well all except for one nation. America aka Alfred Jones. He sat at the end of the large marble table fidgeting his fingers nervously while taking deep breaths. Today he woke up with an anxiety attack so he's a little on edge. He lightly tapped his fingers against his chair as Germany yelled for everyone to settle down. Then the meeting went as it should, nations had the chance to speak up, take notes ect. For only ten easy minutes. Soon, a fight broke out. Germany and a few other nations tried to break it up. America began feeling even more anxious to where he felt irritated, very irritated. Like an older brother babysitting their bratty baby siblings.

Meamwhile, a little girl entered a tall building. Her mouth was covered with a surgery mask, she wore a NASA T-shirt and brown shorts. There were band-aids on her nose and knees, her hair was blue with a little green. She smiled under her mask as she slowly marched up the steps to the front, glossy doors. The doors opened automatically as she stepped inside. The girl looked around her in awe, because she was short, everything seemed a big to her. She noticed a woman with a brown hair tied into a bun typing on a sleek, black computer. The girl walked up to the desk, realizing her head barely reached over the tall desk, she stood on her tip-toes and held on the edge for support.
"Um, excuse me?" She said in a soft voice. The sophisticated lady didn't seem to hear her because she kept typing. The girl sighed then rose her voice a little.
"Excuse me?" This time the lady stopped then looked at the girl. "Hello, I'm here for a meeting." The lady snorted.
"You? A child? Very funny but I'm not about to get punk'd by a flat chested little girl." The girl's face reddened in embarrassment as she backed away from the desk.

"I-I'M NOT FLAT!!!" she screeched so loud the lady at the desk covered her ears.

Alfred leaned on his arm as the fight that occurred finally died down. He was still irritated as hell, although he has no idea why. The meeting progressed normally once again, some nations may have argued a little bit, but that tends to happen even outside the meetings.
"Alright! That's enough!" Germany shouted. Everyone quieted down. "America, it's your turn." All eyes turned to the American with blonde hair and blue eyes, said American shook his head.

"I... I don't have anything to say for the matter." He responded.

The girl walked down the long hallway, or it seemed long, gazing at the photographs that decorated the dark gray walls. She noticed each one had a single person on them while the frame were labeled by country; Austria, Germany, Canada, England, and so on. They were all the countries that lived on her planet. She smiled in excitment under her surgery mask, then coughed. She leaned against the wall as she steadied herself. She hated being sick, it was like she had a virus, but she knew that wasn't the case. The girl frowned, she knew why she was so sick but never wanted to it. Now wasn't the time to think about that! She had countries to meet.

The whole room sat in silence as the words from the self claimed "Hero" echoed in their thoughts. Each nation stared at him like he grew two heads.
"What," Alfred asked still slightly irritated, "Do I have a hickey or something?" He touched his neck as if he was looking for one. His brother was the first one to speak up.

"Al?" Canada walked over to him, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, what's the big deal?" England snapped out of his trance then scowled.
"You usually stand up and start ranting about "I'm the hero!" this and "I'm the hero!" that!" France stood up next.
"Amerique," he started, "Are feeling ill?" Alfred shook his head.
"Guys seriously, I'm fine, can we move onto the next nation?" Before someone else spoke up, the doors behind Alfred opened. All nations turned wondering who else was supposed to arrive since all the nations are here, and on time. Some nations hovered their hands over their weapons just incase it was some sort of terrorist attack. The room felt tense and over whelming as the doors continued to creak open.

At last, the doors stopped moving, the nations were still tense, until a small girl in a NASA T-shirt with blue and green hair stepped inside the meeting room. "Um, hello." She greeted. The nations stared in confusion, what is a little girl doing here? They all thought. The girl felt all eyes stare through her, she cleared her throat. "Is this the world meeting?"

"Who's asking?" Switzerland demanded.
"Me! I'm Earth-chan!" She announced proudly.

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"WHAT?!!!!!!"