Hetalia Fairy Tales

Disney's Hercules Part 17

"Folkert ... help!" Heracles calls out, panicked from within the crowd of fan girls.
"Okay ... escape plan Beta." Folkert yelled over at him.
"Gotcha." Hercales quickly replied. Folkert blew his pipes and the fan girls looked up. Then they realized Hercales had disappeared.
"Hey! Where is he?" The group asked confused. He was right there just a minute ago.
"There he goes! On the verandah!" Folkert yelled as he pointed out of the room. The fan girls dashed out the door and Folkert followed them. The door was closed after they left by Delara who had been hiding behind it during the whole ordeal. She smiled then started looking for Hercales who she was sure was still in the room somewhere. She saw his sandle under a curtain and smiled again.
"Let's see ... what could be behind curtain number one?" Delara said as she pulled
the cord on the side and there was Hercales behind the curtain. He was trying to fix his armor that had moved around by the fan girls.
"Del!" Hercales said with surprise, fear, and embarrassment. He looked around to making all the fan girls were gone.

Nyo Turkey: is someone scared of a few fan girls?

Greece: no.

Me: you should be! Have you not seen the fan girls of this fandom!?

The Allies and Axis: *shiver a bit in fear*

"It's alright. The sea of raging hormones has ebbed." Delara told him with a smile.
"Gee, i-i-it's great to see you. I-I-I missed you." Hercales said as he stumbled over his words and fixed the headband that was around his forehead.
Del flopped down onto a couch. "So this is what heroes do on their days off?" She asked as she looked around.
"Ah ... I'm no hero ..." Hercales said while scratching the back of his neck.
"Sure ya are. Everybody in Greece thinks you're the greatest thing since they put the pocket in pita." Del said with a slight laugh.
Hercales chuckled at that. "I know, it's-it's crazy, y'know, I can't go anywhere without being mobbed, I mean --" Del cut him off.
"Ah. You sound like you could use a day off. Think your nanny goat would go berserk if you played hooky this afternoon?" Del asked as she got to her feet.
"Oh, gee. I-I don't know. Folkert's got the rest of the day pretty much booked --" Hercales said nervously, but Delara cut him off again.
"Ah, Folkert-tolkert. Just follow me -- out the window, round the dumbbells, you lift up the back wall and we're gone." Delara explained with a flirtatious smile. Hercales smiled in return.
That evening, the two walked together in a garden. "Wow. What a day. First that restaurant by the bay." Hercales said with a smile as he recalled the day's events.
"Mmm." Delara agreed with a nod.
"And then that play, that ... Oedipus thing? Man! And I thought I had problems!" Hercales said happily and they both laughed.

Everyone: What?

Me: this went over my head as a kid.

Ancient Greece: basically a kid was separated from his parents at birth. When he grew up, he killed his birth father, married his own mother, and became king. And no one figured it out for like ten years.

Everyone: yuck!

Me, Ancient Greece, and Greece: we know.

The two passed a birdbath. Hercales walked a few steps in front of Del. With his back to her, the two little birds who were sitting in a birdbath turn into Lovino and Feliciano to speak to Delara.
"Psst! Stop foolin' around!" Feliciano ordered quietly.

Romano: my fatello... ordering someone to do something...

Literally all of Europe: *trying not to laugh and some of them failing.*

Italy: but I...

Germany: *gets serious and glared at everyone upon seeing Italy sad.*

Everyone else: *deadly silent.*

Germany: admin. Continue.

Me: *gulp*

"Yeah. Get the goods, sister." Lovino quickly added. Hercales then turned around again and the two brothers turned back into birds, whistling innocently.
"I didn't know playing hooky could be so much fun." Hercales admitted with a smile.
"Yeah. Neither did I." Del answered though there was a bit of sarcasm there directed at the two birds who then flew off.
"Thanks, Del." Hercales said happily.
"Oh ... don't thank me just yet." Delara said before she fake tripped on the stone steps. "Oh!" She fell into Hercales' arms.
"Oops -- careful." Hercales said with a bit of concern.
"Sorry. Weak ankles." Delara lied with a nervous and embarrassed chuckle.
"Oh yeah? Well maybe you'd better sit down." Hercales said worriedly. He carried her over
to a bench, put her down, then sat down beside her.
"So ... uh ... do you have any problems with things like this?" Del asked...

Nyo Turkey: can we skip to the next scene! Please!

Me: no

Nyo Turkey: don't embarrass me like this! He isn't worth my flirting!

Greece: *trying to slip out the back door*

America: *grabs Greece* neither of you are going anywhere! We are finishing this Disney movie one way or another!

Greece and Nyo Turkey: *groan of annoyance*

as she stretched out her leg and held her foot right in front of Hercales' face.

Nyo Turkey: *face palm* why me!?

"Uh ..." Hercales said confused.
"Weak ankles, I mean." Delara clarified.
"Oh. Uh, no. Not really." He simply and honestly answered.
Delara moves closer to him. "No weaknesses whatsoever? No trick knee?" She asked flirtatiously.
"Uh ..." He wasn't sure what to do or say a moment.
"Ruptured ... disks?" Delara continued still flirting and cuddled against him.

Greece and Nyo Turkey: I hate this... *both pause* don't copy me!!!

"No. I'm ... I'm afraid I'm uh ... fit as a fiddle." Hercales said uncomfortably and stood up.
Delara sighed and said. "Wonderboy, you are perfect." It was said with a bit of annoyance, but he only seemed to notice the compliment part of it.
"Thanks." He answered honestly. He sent a pebble skipping over the fountain. It knocked into the statue of Venus in the middle, knocking the arms off it, as in the famous statue.