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    "What are you on about now Prussia?" you heard your papa ask, and you immediately could feel the blood rush to your face from blushing.    Prussia was here? You asked yourself. What could he be doing here? Growing up, your papa France had always been adamant on you calling Prussia either Uncle Prussia, or Uncle Gilbert. With Uncle Spain this had never felt like a weird request, but with Prussia it never felt right calling him uncle. Until recently it had never dawned on you why it didn't feel right, but after hearing Prussia talk about his wild night out with some woman, it all made sense. You had fallen for the loud, albino Prussian who

This is the first in a new series I'll doing with 2p!Germany and the 1p!Hetalia characters. I don't know how many parts this will turn into, but, I'm thinking, at least, three. Anyway, this part will consist of a backstory and set up the story to come! Have fun! Note: I do not own any of the Hetalia characters or the artwork ********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************    "ARTHUR!! GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!!!" Your older brother, Alfred, runs through t

~Reader P.O.V~ Welp. This was probably the longest I've stayed in after my shift was done. The girls attracted a lot of attention. People were coming in from around the town, wondering what the hell was happening. WELL dear, curious humans. There's nothing here except a random  waitress and an international superstar,stuck in a cafe, which was surrounded by a gazillion of screaming fangirls who were taking selfies with the windows, hoping that Toni would be visible on them. Nothing special. Now please get the hell away from the god damn door! Ha ha ha. Nope. I'm pretty sure someone was about to call the ambulance when they saw the girls

 You were at your boyfriend James' house, bugging him. You were purposely ignoring him, playing with his pet polar bear, Kuma. The bear reminded you more of a large dog than a bear. He was currently on his back, you petting his belly. "Y/N," James basically whined, trying to get your attention. You knew he was there and you knew he hatted being ignored, so you thought it would be fun to piss him off. You had predicted correctly, he was pissy and you found great pleasure from him being like this. " Notice me." "Kuma, I think Im going insane...Im hearing voices." You told the bear and he gave you an odd smile, or what it looked like a smile. I

Germany woke up feeling more relaxed than usual. Upon feeling a stir next to him, he turned and saw not Italy – thank goodness for that he thought – but rather his lover, [Name]. A blush formed on his cheeks as he admired her in all her glory, though a smile also made its way onto his face. [Name] stirred again and stifled a yawn, causing the blue eyed German to chuckle. Blinking her eyes, [Name] turned herself to look at Germany and smiled upon seeing him. “Good morning, Germany,” she chirped sleepily. “Guten Morgen, liebling,” Germany whispered whilst kissing her forehead. [Name] giggled and laced her

You sit in the corner of your friends room. Once again they had made you feel left out. To be honest they 'joked around' too much. It really hurt your feelings with the words they said but all you could do was just smile. When you went to the corner at first they didn't notice but when they did, they didn't care. Though when you didn't say anything for what seemed like a life time they finally said something. "What are you doing reading porn?" Not the thing you really wanted to hear but at least they maybe just maybe sensed the mood but nope. You mentally facepalm for thinking they would maybe understand. Hell half of the time they couldn't

It was late last night, so when the phone rang you were still in bed. Very sleepy you opend you're eyes and walked over to the phone. "Hello, with (name)." You said sleepy and the voice who was yelling into your ear gave you the creeps. "YOU'RE SUPOSED TO BE ON THE FIELD!" "I.. Uhh.. I'm on my way." You hang up and picked up you're stuff for the game you had. Djeez.. you totally forgot how creepy Alfred F. Jones could be. You were suposed to be the umpire of the baseball game Alfred's team had. They were playing to the team of his little brother; Matthew. Matthew. Your cheeks became red when you thought to the blonde waving haired boy. H

You gaze out the window, as the snow falls languidly from the clouds scattered in the sky. A small smile plays about your lips as you are engulfed by the peaceful surroundings about you. Gently, you rise from your seat beside the window with a slight grunt of exertion, and rest for a moment to catch your breath. Really now... this is embarrassing... Sighing, you let your eyes drift to your hand resting on the windowsill, as your heart gives a little flutter. Tilting your hand slightly, you allow the light coming through the window to reflect off the diamond set to the ring you wear on the second last finger on your left hand. You turn, and al