Hello! I just wanted to say that everyone (specifically the Hetalia characters) are aged according to the characters they are replacing. For example, Felicia (Fem!Italy), who is replacing Lydia, is aged 15 at the beginning of the story. I am using the Pride and Prejudice book as my template, and not the movie, because the movie left out some scenes that I really like. So I'm basically rewriting the book with different characters, and changing some of the wording to make it a bit easier to understand. Also, I am just going to say right now that I love all of the Hetalia characters, so please do not hate me for any of my casting choices; the decisions I made were because of some of the relationships between the characters, or because certain personality traits of certain countries fit the original characters. I am not in any way trying to make any characters seem evil, and I am not trying to hate on them in any way. That's all for now!  

It is a well known fact, that a single man with a large fortune, must want a wife.

However unknown the feelings or views of such a man might be on his first entering a neighborhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered the rightful property of one of their daughters.

"My dear Mr. Bennet," said his wife to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is leased at last?"

Mr. Bennet replied that he had not.

"But it is," returned she; "for Mrs. Long was just here, and she told me all about it."

Mr. Bennet made no answer.

"Do you want to know who has leased it?" cried his wife impatiently.

"You want to tell me, and I have no objection to hearing it."

This was invitation enough.

"Why, my dear, you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is leased by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in an expensive carriage to see the place, and was so delighted with it, that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take possession before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to be in the house by the end of next week."

"What is his name?"

"Jones."

"Is he married or single?"

"Oh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!"

"How so? How can it affect them?"

"My dear Mr. Bennet," replied his wife, "how can you be so tiresome! You must know that I am thinking of his marrying one of them."

"Is that his plan in settling here?"

"Plan! Nonsense, how can you talk so! But it's very likely that he may fall in love with one of them, therefore you must visit him as soon as he comes."

"I see no reason for that. You and the girls may go, or you may send them by themselves, which perhaps will be better, for as you are as handsome as any of them, Mr. Jones may like you the best of the group."

"My dear, you flatter me. I certainly have had my share of beauty, but I do not pretend to be anything extraordinary now. When a woman has five grown-up daughters, she ought to give up thinking of her own beauty."

"In such cases, a woman has not much beauty to think of."

"But, my dear, you must go and see Mr. Jones when he comes into the neighborhood."

"It is more than I engage for, I assure you."

"But consider your daughters. Only think what an establishment it would be for one of them. Sir William and Lady Lucas are determined to go, merely on that account, for in general, you know, they visit no newcomers. Indeed you must go, for it will be impossible for us to visit him if you do not."

"You are over-scrupulous, surely. I dare say Mr. Jones will be very glad to see you; and I will send a few lines by you to assure him of my hearty consent to his marrying whichever he chooses of the girls; though I must throw in a good word for my little (N/N)."

"I desire you will do no such thing. (N/N) is not a bit better than the others; and I am sure she is not half so handsome as Sakura, nor half so good-humoured as Felicia. But you are always giving her the preference."

"They have none of them much to recommend them," replied he; "they are all silly and ignorant like other girls; but (N/N) has something more of quickness than her sisters."

"Mr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves."

"You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least."

"Ah, you do not know what I suffer."

"But I hope you will get over it, and live to see many young men of four thousand a year come into the neighborhood."

"It will be no use to us, if twenty such should come, since you will not visit them."

"Depend upon it, my dear, that when there are twenty, I will visit them all."

Mr. Bennet was such an odd mixture of quick parts, sarcastic humor, reserve, and eccentricity, that the experience of twenty-three years had not been enough to make his wife understand his character. Her mind was less difficult to develop. She was a woman of mean understanding, little information, and uncertain temper. When she was discontented, she fancied herself nervous. The business of her life was to get her daughters married; its solace was visiting and news.