I was having a good day. Having the house to myself, getting to sing and dance all by my lonesome. It was pretty much the ideal day for me. But, of course, one thing lead to another and... Here I am tied up to my own freaking chair. _._ I don't own Hetalia, I just own my characters and the story.

Alfred F. Jones and his mom are starting anew after a nasty situation with Alfred's dad. Let's just say that he no longer respects his dad all too much. Things seem perfect when they move into their new house. He's making new friends, and his mom's job is going great, but after a while, something begins to feel off. Cold spots? Almost ominous presences that seem to haunt him whenever he's home alone? What's going in this house of his? Is there something there? Is it evil? Is it good? Looking into it proves to be much more than what Alfred was expecting.

A story that was inspired by some Hetalia role-play stuff with @mlphetalialuv America is sick of being mocked by everyone, including England, he can't believe that his big brother would be so mean. It drives him over the edge and he becomes cold and isolated, starts to invade the other counties and is feared by all. Expect his big brother. After things get out of hand England casts a spell to make his little brother forget the pain he has caused him, but it doesn't go to plan....in fact, it probably made things even worse. Contains sad themes, rape, sex stuff and swearing! We do not own Hetalia!

Arthur Kirkland isn't your typical sixteen year old boy. He's unnoticed. A ghost among a crowd of people. And when people do notice him, they use his heart as a toy, something to be played with once or twice. So what happens when these games push young Arthur over the edge? Find out in, "Hey Class President", a Hetalia USUK fanfiction.

"Magic can be unpredictable. Especially when your dealing with a curse." Arthur said while unlocking the trap door. "There is no telling what could happen. You could lose your wings.... or worse." There was a click and Arthur placed the key in his pocket. He stood up and stared into Alfred's sapphire blue eyes. "You still have a chance to go back. Once we enter this room, you could be dragged into the darkness along with me." Arthur explained, hoping Alfred would change his mind. Alfred smiled and put his hands on Arthur's shoulders, "If it means that I get to be your hero, then that's all that matters to me."

*****BEING REWRITTEN, NEW VERSION IS UP********* Arthur Kirkland, A-Class student, Nerd, Stodgy, Loner. Alfred F. Jones, Quarterback, Teen Heart Throb, Most Popular, Loved. In Common? A piece of paper with 'Battle of the Bands' written on it. College doesn't allow Arthur to participate in non 'academic' activities, Alfred's idea? Make him a mask and have him be the mysterious lead singer, RX, of Wire Tied. ((Usuk, Pruhun, Lietpol and some small mentions of Dennor and Franada))

ENGLAND JUST TRY THE DAMN THING