Beautiful World, episode 7

Ivan Barginsky walked silently, at an even pace.
There were dozens and dozens of voices ringing in his head, voices that just wouldn't go away. Some voices were sad, some were angry, and some didn't even make sense. They were just yells and screams.
Czar Nicholas...Bolsheviks...Revolution.
His head was pounding. Sometimes, the pain would be too much and he'd sink to the ground.
But then again, who would care?
Nobody cared about old Russia.

Before World War 1 started, and the world became divided, Russia was the village idiot.
"Look at this--a rifle!" France exclaimed, tonen off his new weapons....

Okay, so u love Hetalia. But, just being a fan isn't enough for you. u want to really get involved in the fandom, roleplay as your favoriete character, maybe write a fanfiction of two.

Well, that's cool, but, most fans can sometimes make some mistakes when it comes to roleplaying of writing fanfictions. Hetalia is such a diverse fandom, so the possibilities are endless! But everyone makes mistakes. I'm not saying that everyone in the Hetalia fandom is horrible at writing fanfictions, I'm just trying to say that sometimes, mistakes can be made, and there can be consequences sometimes.That's...

People were in shock. Were the borders really open? East Germans tentatively approached the border and indeed found that the border guards were letting people cross. Very quickly, the Berlin uithangbord was inundated with people from both sides. Some began chipping at the Berlin uithangbord with hammers and chisels. There was an impromptu huge celebration along the Berlin Wall, with people hugging, kissing, singing, cheering, and crying.

After the Berlin uithangbord came down, East and West Germany reunified into a single German state on October 3, 1990.


Over and under and through the uithangbord they came,
parched with...

~Hungary~

Almost a week went door when Austria sat volgende to me for breakfast. The sun was just about to come out from behind the hills. Italy was still sleeping in his bed. I pushed my pancake around in the "syrup". It tasted meer like preservatives.

"Aren't u going to eat?" he asked, reading over the sheet muziek he had been working on.

I stayed quiet, and just kept pushing the pancake. I was to preoccupied with my thoughts to talk to someone who wouldn't listen to me anyway.

Austria set down the sheets and looked at me. "Hungary... I feel like we should talk."

I almost jumped out of my seat. Talk?...

I told Italy to go to bed at 7:30. It was 9 o'clock door the time I got him to fall asleep. 3 hours left to meet Prussia. I was only feet from the door when a hand gripped my shoulder.

"Hungary," a voice said, "Where are u going?"

I sighed, there was no way Austria would understand my wanting to meet Prussia. I turned to him and saw him working on a sheet of music.

"I need to take a walk. We weren't able to get to the park, and I can't stand just staying in this house all day. And no, going to the courtyard does not count as 'taking a walk'".

Austria barely looked up from his piano. "Alright don't...

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When Arthur stormed into the house, u knew something was wrong. Moody to begin with, the Brit seemed even meer worked up than usual as u slinked over to him. Yanking at his hair, he failed to perceive your approach as u draped your arms around his shoulders. “Hello, love!” You...

Prussia: Alright!!! round 1 Switzerland vs Italy
A fight to the death!!!! LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!!!
Switzerland: *Emereges from the right side of the
staduim*
Italy: *Emereges from the left side of the staduim*
Switzerland: "I'm sorry Italy but I'm afraid that
I'm going to have to kill u if i were to win!"
Italy:"...I can't do that! I'M THE ONE WHO'S
GOING TO WIN!!! THE CUTE ONES ALWAYS WIN!!!!"
Switzerland: *fires raket at Italy*
Italy: *leaps in air with raket following him
then spins and cuts the raket in half landing
on the ground again then races torwards Switzerland with death sytche in air...