My sister told me all about this, so it's really her fault... Just kidding, be sure and give Gemina cookies if you like it!

It's set during WWII, mkay?

I don't own Hetalia! end /AN/

Poland and England crouched behind the defenses, looking across the open field. There was no doubt about the danger of crossing it, and the seriousness of the situation easily showed on both men's faces. Poland slipped off his pack, still looking across the field.

"If we don't get over there by the end of the night, we could get totally caught in the open." England nodded, there being no dispute there. "That's true, but there could be a lot of mines, Poland. We can't risk blowing ourselves up!"

"I know, I know! I totally thought of that," Poland replied, sounding slightly impatient. England sighed. He'd figured out, even from the short amount of time he'd been around Poland, that once the other nation got an idea, he wouldn't let it go until he at least aired it thoroughly. "All right then, what do you suggest we do?" he asked gamely.

"Well, if we like, knew where the mines were, then we would be able to easily cross, right?" Poland's serious, slightly eager face made England bite back his impatience.

"Obviously..." he agreed, causing Poland to seem more excited. "So, I'm like, going to try and detect them!" And he started to stand up, one hand still on his pack as he stepped past the bush. England's eyes widened. Poland wasn't going to check just by looking around, was he? Or worse yet, was he going to stomp around like England had heard the Pole was known to do?! A strangled yelp tore free of England's throat, as he seized Poland's arm and dragged him backwards.

"What?! What is it?! Is it Germany?!" Poland said, looking around in confusion and surprise. England took a deep breath, gripping Poland as if the other had been about to die. Which was likely, considering what he'd just stopped him from doing. He turned a slightly angry look on the other blonde.

"What were you thinking?! You can't just go walking out in a minefield! You can be so... Hey, wait... What's that in your hand?" England's voice had trailed off when he noticed the rod in Poland's hand, as well as the earphones attached. Poland stared at him for a moment, as if trying to deduce just how crazy the other nation was.

"It's, like, a mine detector? Wait a minute... You thought I was just going to march out there?!" Poland's face was one of irritated betrayal. He crossed his arms frowning at England. England scratched the back of his head. "Oh, um, no, of course not... I thought I saw a mine by your foot, that's all..."

Poland simply continued frowning at him, putting on the earphones with a distinctive snap. England watched as he set to work, and wondered where on earth those stories had come from.

Probably Germany...

/AN/ Okay, so, basically, during WWII, Poland had the best mine detectors, and put them to use on the Allies' side. And, this is a subversion of a joke in which one is informed that Poles check for mines by putting their fingers in their ears and stomping. So I hope it was enjoyable!

I took my sleeping medicine by accident this morning, so if anything is really off or strange, that's why....