Is this... real?

Hannah and America!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia! Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himayura and not me. Hetalia is an amazing anime and if I owned it, it would not be as awesome it is now. Ok, now onto the story!

(Hannah's P.O.V)

I waved my hand at Maria, feeling happy for her that she had a nation big brother. France, actually. I wouldn't worry too much about her, I know that she's in good hands. Then, I saw Maria's eyes shift a little bit. She was still staring in my general direction, but... she was looking at something else. Trying to figure out what she was staring at, I felt a pair of hand on my waist.

I felt a rush of air and I couldn't feel the ground anymore. Panicking, I flailed my arms and kicked a bit, which caused whoever was picking me up to put me down. Once I felt solid ground again, I whipped my head around to see America standing there with a goofy smile on his face.

"Yo, dudette!" he said, "Sorry about that, but it was just so funny!" I felt his hand pat my head and I looked up at him, making a pout.

"I'm not a kid, you know that, right?" I said, keeping my pout.

"Yeah, I know you're not," he replied with a grin, "but you will be my kid sister!"

Wait... kid... sister?It took a while for me to realize what he was talking about, then I widened my eyes. "Your..." I muttered under my breath. My eyes lit up and I gave a celebration yell, charging at the goofy American and sending him back.

I hugged him as tight as I could, feeling his fluffy bomber jacket. I felt him hug me back a little and we stayed like that for a while, until I finally let go of him. I looked over at Canada too, and his smile was almost as wide as America's. If America is my big brother, then that means that Canada is my big brother too!

I looked back over to Maria and saw that she was resting her head on France's shoulder. I smiled a bit, seeing that Maria was comfortable with his big brother.

"Yo, dudette!" I glanced over at America who looked at me, but had his back facing me. "Want a piggy-back ride?"

My eyes lit up and I yelled "Aw yeah!" in response, jumping onto his back. He stood up, holding me by the legs, and started running around a bit. I felt the wind rush around my head and I rest it comfortably on America's back. So, this is what it's like... to have a caring big brother.

After a few second, I heard a familiar British voice yell at us from a distance. "Put her down, that isn't safe! Especially in a small space like this!" I lifted my head and looked over at England, who was scolding America for giving me piggy back rides indoors. "Your or her could get hurt!"

America replied with "Aw, c'mon! It's only a little bit, and the cupcake's having fun, right?"

I stared a bit due to being called 'cupcake' by America, then realizing that I was asked a question, I said "Oh, right! Yeah, this is kinda fun!"

"See, the cupcake's having fun!"

"Yeah, but you could still get hurt! Now, put her down or else I'll deal with it myself."

*sigh* "Fine," America finally gave up and placed me down on the floor. Looking at me, he said "Sorry about that, cupcake. Iggy here just doesn't want us to get hurt."

"Ah, that's fine America!" I replied, grinning at him. He gave me his usual goofy smile and gave a thumbs up. I swear that I saw an American flag wave behind him as he did. Maybe I've been watching too much Hetalia...

I followed America as he walked over to where Canada sat, sitting in between the two nations once we got there. The usual kind of meeting occurred after, with people presenting (usually stupid (no offense)) ideas and having some form of fight or argument right after. I leaned my head comfortably on Canada's shoulder, earning a slight smile from Canada.