This is my 1st story, guys. Enjoy!

Okay, I don't own Hetalia. If I did I would've made a shit load of Cold War episodes.

[1p! World, Rome]

"Are you sure this is Italy?"

"Godammit, fratello, this is Italy, I swear. Just more…peaceful. The fuck happened?"

"But Luciiiii. I'm really really sure this isn't Italyyyyyy."

"Just shut up, okay? Before I castrate you with my knife. Besides, it's MY country"

"You know I'm South."

"At least you're quiet when I paint with your blood."

"Can you please be nicer? And maybe help me find the Coliseum? Please?"

"… Ugh, fine."

[Moscow]

"I did not just see you burn a bar."

"Yes, you did. Now help me find a way to get back."

"Babe, I know you hate vodka, but really? Can't you hail a cab to a fucking winery?"

"No."

[Berlin]

"Hey East! Look what I found!"

"…"

"I dunno. He sorta looks like Luciano. Pretty cute, huh? Should I keep him?"

*Shrugs*

"Eh, okay. I'll keep him."

"Lutz we should be finding a way back not looking for Italian look-alikes."

"What? Can we stay for a bit longer? Please?"

"..."

"Ve~ Germany! What happened to your face?"

hehe~ Yep, 2p! Germany found Italy.

Also, Prussia's probably the only one who won't be really similar to fanon, so here's a crash course

-He doesn't talk much, but when he does it's either about religon or really scary.

-He acts like 1p! Germany.

- He may or may not have a crush on Hungary.

That's about it for now. R&R please!