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Request~SealandxReader~

"Today's meeting vill discuss ze current effects of emissions in ze surrounding atmosphere of our countries*," Germany announced reading off the papers. "Our main focus is to see if ve can propose a solution to reduce zhese emissions efficiently and effectively."

*(A.N.: I'm doing this sort of stuff in my class so…yeah.)

"I've got an idea!" America shouted standing up from his seat.

"I vasn't even finished yet!" Germany shouted.

American ignored Germany and continued speaking. "We can, like, totally keep track of how much bad stuff gets into our air, and the guys that have the most get taxed the hell out of themselves!"

"That doesn't sound like such a bad idea given than your country gives off a massive amount of pollution," England sneered.

"You're one to talk with your Great Smog of 1952," France snorted at his long-time rival.

"I think we should also reward those who have the less," Russia said. It was easy for him to speak because with the largest country in the world, he would have more room to pollute (not that it's a good thing).

"As long as America agrees with the idea, then I'll agree, too," Japan said.

"Ha ha ha! Then it's settled! We'll go with my plan!" America laughed.

There was some argument with all of the G8 countries because they were fairly developed meaning they gave off quite a bit of emissions. Eventually, America's idea went through, and everyone would have to conduct research to see who to reward and who to tax.*

*(A.N.: This is far-fetched. I don't think this would happen in real life, but it's for the sake of the plot.)

You and Sealand were excited to take part in the research. With such small populations and a small amount of land, you would win recognition by a landslide. Last meeting, the other bigger and stronger countries had ignored your and refused to let you speak because you were simply "too insignificant." Now, this was your time to shine.

There were other micro-nations much like yourselves. There was Wy, for example, who was recognized by her big brother, Australia, and the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus who was recognized by Turkey.

However, in Sealand's predicament, England had refused to recognize Sealand as a real nation. As a result, no one else would.

You were in a similar situation with [country name] refusing to recognize you only because you lacked a functioning government and couldn't produce enough capital.

"It doesn't make any sense. Ladonia* gets recognized by Sweden and he's practically a fictional country!" Sealand complained.

*Ladonia is, indeed, a real micro-nation with its own land in southern Sweden, but the comic based him off of the Internet-founded version.

"I don't like Ladonia," you said. "He's really bossy. We'd do much better than him and Molossia any day."

"Yep!" Sealand nodded.

Because you had plenty of time left over after doing you research, you visited Sealand's home on his fort.

"Sealand! Have you finished doing your studies yet?" you asked as you climbed aboard the fort's support beams.

"I think so!" Sealand replied. Your face fell a little when you saw he was using an old weathering device to measure the concentration levels in his country's atmosphere.

"Um, Sealand…Are you sure that works?" you asked with a skeptical expression.

"Don't worry!" Sealand said with a bright smile. "My ideas always work!"

"Maybe England didn't want to recognize you because you remind him of America," you thought aloud.

"Not to worry, ____________!" the energetic micro-nation said. "After we're both submit our results for being clean as a whistle, we'll be both recognized as real nations by the entire world!"

"Yeah!" you smiled. "England will flip! Then we can be just like our other friends!"

"Right!" Sealand said.

-----

"WHAT???"

"I told you already," England said with a contemptuous smile. "In order for you to be recognized for this data, it has to be on actual land—not some piece of rust that's decaying in the middle of the sea."

"That's not fair!" you protested. "Ladonia doesn't even have land! He's just an Internet country!"

"Too bad," England laughed. "I don't know what Sweden was thinking when he recognized him, but I won't recognize you, Sealand. And neither will anyone else! Ta-ta!" With that, England turned and left, laughing all the while.

"That British jerk of jerks!" Sealand huffed. "I had one of the beset results, too!"

"It's okay, Sealand," you said placing a hand on your fellow micro-nation's shoulder. "He's just jealous because his head's full of hot air (literally and figuratively)."

"Rejection is an art!" a voice said making you and Sealand jump.

"K-Kugelmugel!" you cried as you felt your heart pound into your throat. Next to Kugelmugel, Wy and Seborga were there, too. "You scared us!"

"Being frightened is an art, too!" the eccentric Austrian-based micro-nation said.

"In your head, everything's art," you commented.

"What's wrong with art?" Wy asked placing her hands on her sides.

"Nothing," you said quickly remembering how sharp Wy's tongue could be when angered.

"By the way," Seborga spoke up, "what about you, ___________? What did they say about your results? I, of course, got quite the high markings, myself, but I was fine with just enlisting under Italy."

"They said I didn't have an adequate government again…" you grumbled.

"Ba-hah!" Wy laughed pointing her large paintbrush at you and Sealand. "It looks like the two micros still haven't been recognized yet!"

"I don't understand," Sealand said. "What did you guys do to become nations?"

"I declared my independence," Seborga said simply.

"My big brother and boss recognized me!" Wy said rather proudly.

"I aspired through my art!" Kugelmugel said.

"I have an idea!" you said. "Let's go to the bigger nations and pry them to see what we'd have to do to become recognized by them! If any one nation recognizes us, then that makes us nations, too!"

"That's a great idea, ____________!" Sealand beamed. "Let's go!"

"I wanna follow you guys!" Wy spoke up. "Big Brother Aussie is hanging out with Newzie (New Zealand) today."

"I can't leave you two lovely young ladies by yourselves," Seborga said. "I will go, too."

"I will go wherever art is to be discovered," Kugelmugel said.

"Well, this is rare," you giggled. "It's usually hard to get Kugelmugel to comply."

"That settles it!" Sealand said raising a fist in the air. "We're off to become nations!"

-----

"Stay the hell out of my property!" Switzerland yelled.

"This was a bad idea!" Wy screamed as the gunfire grew louder.

"Why'd you have to go and talk to Liechtenstein like that, Seborga?!" you cried.

"I'm a born-romanticist!" Seborga panted from running. "It's in my blood!"

"I'd say the heat of this moment is art…" Kugelmugel wheezed, "but I don't know if I should do an analysis at a time like this…!"

"Shut up and keep running!" you screamed as a bullet whizzed past your ear.

After getting away from Switzerland, the five of you wound up in France's place.

"France is always wanting to take a piece of someone," Sealand said. "We should ask him, too!"

"Okay!" you agreed. You and the other micro-nations made your way to France's doorstep.

-----

"Bonjour?" France said as he opened his door to see who his visitors were. "Why if it eesn't Wy, Seborga, Kugelmugel, _____________, and…"

"I'm Sealand!" your friend finished for France. My alliteration's as awesome as Prussia!

"Oh, oui, oui! I remember you! You're ze one who always has a go with that tea-drinker," France said.

"That's me!" Sealand smiled.

"France, we're trying to become nations," you said. "We already tried our own supporting countries, Germany, Austria, and Switzerland, but they didn't want to help us. Do you think you could help us become recognized nations?"

"Ohonhonhon~" France laughed suggestively. "I think I can be of some help if you just give me a little *beep* and maybe some *beep*, but I'd also like to *beep* before I can really recognize you for what you are worth."

"Au revoir, France," you said as you dragged Sealand away.

-----

After a long day of asking around, no one was willing to recognize you as nations without demanding something ridiculous or driving you away. Wy, Seborga, and Kugelmugel had to return home to their older brothers so you went back to Sealand's place.

"This is almost as tiring as the time I went to visit all of the micro-nations," Sealand sighed kicking his feet on the edge of his fort. "I guess becoming a nation is harder than we thought, huh, ____________?"

"No, not really," you said.

"What makes you say that?" Sealand asked.

"Look at how some of our friends were recognized," you said. "Kugelmugel was recognized by his art. Ladonia became famous by his totally cool website. Molossia was recognized because…eh…because…"

"I don't think I know, either," Sealand said furrowing his bushy eyebrows. "The only thing I can't understand is why we bothered to waste our time asking all of the big countries when they wouldn't even listen to us."

You leaned back and stretched. "I had fun, though," you yawned.

"You did?" Sealand asked.

"Uh-huh," you smiled. "I got to go visit so many people today with you and our friends. Who cares about being recognized so as long as we get to enjoy ourselves? Sometimes it's hard being a nation. Look at the countries we saw today. They all had so many things they needed to worry about. Even some of our friends have to worry about their big brothers' affairs because they live so close to them. We, on the other hand, can do whatever we want."

"I still wish I was recognized by someone though," Sealand said sadly. "Even Canada is recognized, and people don't even notice him."

"Canada's big, Sealand," you giggled. Then you had an idea.

"I know!" you cried standing up.

"What is it, ___________?" Sealand blinked.

You raised your hand and spoke in a loud, formal voice.

"I, _____________, micro-nation of [country name], hereby declare recognition of Sealand as an independent nation."

You tapped your hand on Sealand's shoulders as if you had a sword.

"There!" you smiled. "You're officially a nation now!"

"But, you're not even a nation, yourself!" Sealand laughed.

"Oh, yeah, huh…" you said.

Sealand got to his feet and raised his arm, too.

"Then, I, the Principality of Sealand hereby declare recognition of ____________ as her own independent nation."

Sealand repeated your gestures and then brought his hands to his sides.

"Sealand! Do you know what this means?!" you jumped up and down.

"We're both nations!" Sealand beamed. "We both recognized each other!"

"Hooray!" you cried in joy. You grabbed the new nation's hands and began to dance around his country.

"_____________?" Sealand said after you stopped dancing to take a breather.

"Yes, o Principality of Sealand?" you asked in a mock-formal voice.

In the light of the moon, you saw Sealand begin to blush a little. "Even if the other bully nations don't comply, I'll always recognize you as a nation…and my friend."

You blinked a few times. Then, a wide grin spread across your face. "Me, too, Sealand! I'll always recognize you! We'll recognize each other!"

"We will!" Sealand laughed.

"Oh! Seborga taught me something he learned from Italy!" you said. You stuck out your pinky finger and took Sealand's pinky finger.

"You lock them like this," you said latching onto your friend's finger with your own. "It's a pinky swear. This is what you're supposed to do when you keep a promise."

"A promise…" Sealand repeated.

"Yep!" you smiled. "Let's promise to be nations together. We'll recognize each other forever! We'll always be allies and friends! Promise?"

Sealand stared into your (e/c) eyes with his sea-blue ones and smiled.

"I promise, ___________," he said. "Pinky-promise."
A request for :iconxxai-no-naixx:.

I'm going to refer to everyone by their country names for the sake of clarification.

When I typed "Sealand," I got the swiggly red line on the bottom that said the word was misspelled.

NOOOOO!! "Sealand" is not only a word, it's a micro-nation! A micro-nation! The same thing happened with every other micro-nation!

I do not own any characters of Axis Powers: Hetalia. They belong to Himaruya Hidekazu.

Any similarities to characters, settings, scripts, or stories from other pieces of literature or media are purely coincidental.

©This story belongs to me, ~GydroZMaa.
© 2012 - 2024 GydroZMaa
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Natalia-Braginski's avatar
Okay, so..... I, Fia, micro-nation of Königsberg (Meh, freed m'self from Russia's control, problem? XD) , am now a nation? YAY~!