Hetalia Fairy Tales

Disney's Hercules Part 1

Greek vases and statues are all over a room.

Greece: do we have to do this?

Me: yes. *has Turkey tied up so he can't escape.*

Turkey: you can't make me do this!

Me: oh yes I can. *turns the five main allies into girls*

Nyo France: Oui! We get to be the muses!

Nyo America: Disney!

Nyo England: great...

Long ago, in the faraway land of ancient... Greece, there was a golden age of powerful gods...
and extraordinary heroes.
And the greatest and strongest of all these heroes was the mighty, Hercales.

Nyo America: Wait don't you have to change the name?

Me: I did change it though! One letter!

Turkey: Wait then I'm Meg!?

Greece: *smiles a little* if the shoe fits wear it.

Me: yep

A vase with a picture of Hercales fighting a monster is shown.
But what is the measure of the true hero? 

Nyo America: I'm the hero!

Nyo Russia: *hits her upside the head* be quiet now Da.

Nyo America: I hate you.

Ah ... that is what our story is --
The five muses on a vase come to life.
Amelia, the muse of comedy, interrupted the narrator. "Will you listen to her? She's makin' the story sound like some Greek tragedy!"

Nyo England: Wait we have to change our genders for parts of this but you don't!

Nyo America: the muse of comedy. Nice.

Me: yep.

Nyo England: that's not fair!

Me: life isn't fair Iggy!

Nyo England: don't call me that!

She stole a sad Greek mask from Francine, the muse of tragedy, and put it over her face dramatically.
"Lighten up, lady!" Anya, the muse of dancing,  called out as Francine took back her mask from Amelia.
"We'll take it from here, darling." Alice, the muse of epic poetry, said.

Nyo England: Wait! I'm the head muse!

Me: *sigh* yep!

Nyo England: yes!

Nyo France: non!

You go, girls.
Alice began again. "We are the Muses. Goddesses of the arts and proclaimers of heroes."
"Heroes like Hercales." Anya added as she fanned herself with a leaf.
"Honey, you mean 'Hunk-ules'. Woo-oo, I'd like to make some sweet music with --" Amelia said before Alice glared at her and went quiet. Alice then turned back to look at the audience again.
"Our story actually begins long before Hercales ... many eons ago ..." Alice said as the other muses began to hum behind her.