Living with the Allies?!

Chapter 2: Meeting America

I looked at Courtney as she pulled her jacket on "Dude, so I'm pretty sure Hot Topic got some new crap to sell." She smiled "Want to go then?" "Why else would I have come here?" She frowned "I don't know, maybe to hang out with me." I shrugged "Nah, I don't like you." She made a puppy face, I hugged her "I'm kidding Courtney!!" She smiled "Yeah. But I'm not kidding when I say I hope Russia kills you tonight." I immediately let go of her "OK THAT CAN'T HAPPEN!!!" I opened the door and started to walk out, Courtney sighed and walked out behind me, Rachel following close behind Courtney.

I looked up at the 'Hot Topic' sign and smiled "LOOKIE!!!" I said running in to grab a new Hetalia shirt. Courtney and Rachel ran in behind me "WOWZIE!!! WE DON'T HAVE THAT ONE!" Courtney said, her eyes sparkling. I smiled "Make pasta not war Courtney." For some odd reason none of us had this shirt yet, SO WHY NOT BUY IT?!? We bought 3 of the same shirt, bracelets, and of course a new keychain. I smiled at Courtney and Rachel, as we walked out of the store. We stopped at a burger place in the mall, each of us getting out favorite pop, a burger, and fries. We sat at a table together and ate, while making jokes and me almost spilling multiple times. After we finished I saw a familiar hair style, and color. I laughed and pointed to the boy standing in line "Guys!!! America cosplay!!!" Courtney and Rachel both looked up at the boy who was now taking his burger from the worker, he turned around. He was the perfect America cosplayer, the glasses fit his face perfectly, he had a body perfect for America, and not to mention his hair didn't even look like a wig. I smiled "C'mon we gotta see this guy!" Courtney and Rachel nodded. We left our food and walked over to the boy who was pulling off the perfect cosplay, we watched as he overloaded his fries with ketchup. I poked him "Um...excuse me?" He turned to me, he spoke in a voice just like America "Yeah dude?" Courtney and Rachel seemed to be dying behind us, I smiled slightly "I just wanted to say....you have a really good cosplay, you look just like America." He didn't say anything, Courtney ran up and slightly shoved me "You can sit by us if you like." The boy stared at her "Oh....uh, sure dude." We walked back to our table and I looked at him "So. How do you get your hair just like America." He looked at me, chewing his burger "Werr Ir amr Amerira!" I raised an eyebrow "Hey, don't talk with your mouth full. That's gross." He swallowed his burger "Dude, you sound just like England." I smiled "Good." The boy stared at Courtney and Rachel "Why is that good to her?" They both answered "England is hey favorite character." He looked at me in horror "HOW IS ENGLAND YOU'RE FAVORITE!?!" I almost fell out of my seat when he shouted at me, I shrugged "I don't know, he's pretty hot." The boy stared at me "B-But I'm the hero!" He pouted. I smiled and put my hand on his shoulder "But you're an idiot." I said with a sweet smile. He stared at me "Yeah. So I have a group to get back to. So I should probably be going dudes." Rachel pouted "Awww ok." I frowned "Fine, but I wanna get together for a cosplay some time." I gave him my number, and stupidly my adress.

Me, Courtney, and Rachel all got back on the bus, we all squeezed into a seat together. Rachel smiled "He was a really good cosplayer." I nodded, Courtney thought for a second "But what if he isn't a cosplayer?" Me and Rachel looked at her "What do you mean?" Rachel said, raising an eyebrow. Courtney smiled "Like, what if he actually is the real America. I mean, he sounded just like America, and he looked just like him." I rolled my eyes "Courtney, dear, that's the point of cosplay." Courtney frowned "But he was the 'perfect' cosplayer. He looked just like America!" I nodded "He did, didn't he. But they're from an anime Courtney. They can't be real." Courtney lowered her head "Yeah....I know."

{AT MY HOUSE}

I finished dinner and went to the living room to watch some Hetalia, which I had watched at least 100 times. I heard a knock on the front door, my mom and dad were cleaning, and my brother was in his room, and my sister was in the shower so I decided to answer the door. "I GOT IT!!!" I shouted, pausing my DVD on China who was in the middle of jumping off the cliff, to fight the Axis powers. I opened the door to see the America cosplayer from the mall. I stared at him "What are you doing here?" He sighed "Dude just come outside, I have to tell you something." I shrugged and walked outside "Yeah, what is it?" The cosplayer looked at me "I need your help." I raised an eyebrow "So why did you call me out here?" He sighed "Because....I'm the real America." I stared at him blankly "No. There's no way." He rolled his eyes "C'mon dude! You gotta help, I really am the real America!!!" I shrugged "I find it hard to believe you." He crossed his arms, and pulled out his phone, showing me a picture "There good enough dude?" "HOLY CRAP YOUR THE REAL AMERICA!!! OH MY GOD!!! I AM ACTUALLY TALKING TO THE REAL AMERICA!! AND OH MY GOD I SAT BY HIM AND ATE WITH HIM!!! AND HE HAS MY NUMBER AN- OH. MY. GOD. ALFRED JONES IS AT MY HOUSE!!!" I was blabbering on to much, which made me sound really annoying. I stopped and acted cool, pretending those last few seconds didn't happen.

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[Ok, so if I were to meet the Hetalia characters in real life that is probably how I would react tbh. And so far I'm having a lot of fun writing this story.]