Italy awakes from a long siesta from under a tree on a warm summer day. As he stands up, he spots a small figure in the distance. His clothing black, his cape flapping in the breeze with his back to him. Who could this be? Read on to find out

The world was at its end; most of the people in town were either dead or have fled to safety, something that Gilbert and Matthew have been trying to accomplish for these last few hours. Will they make it out in time? Or will one of them perish while the other goes on? Read on to find out

This is my first crackfic. I hope you find it amusing! :D My friend chose the pairing for me, btw. PS; I don't own the Hetalia franchise, Himaruya Hidekaz does