The various nations of the world find themselves trapped in a building with no way out and a book containing a collection of their diary entries. What could go wrong? This is a Hetalia fanfic. If you don't like this sort of thing then please don't read this. Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia and I can't give credit to the headcannons that I borrowed because I don't know where each one came from. Trigger warning: this may contain some heavy themes and will probably contain some swearing.
10 parts