[I have edited paragraphs into this now because when I was 12 I was apparently anti-paragraph, just so you know if you get an update about it!]
I opened the giant wooden doors to my first world meeting. I felt my heart pound in my chest, my mind was racing, "What will everyone think of me?"
"What if I get started in some war?!"
"Maybe I shouldn't..." I chickened out... I turned around to walk away to see a person... Wait no, a country. He gave me a goofy grin.
"Hi..." I turned around and said kindly.
"Hey Dude, I've never seen you around here before! Who are you?"
"I should say the same to you~" I slyly remarked
" I'm... ALFRED FLIPPING FREEDOM JONES! I represent country of America! And I'm the hero, in case you couldn't tell."
"Well... Alright- "hero" my name is (First Name) (Last Name) and I represent the country of (Characters country's name)!" I said then kindly smiled afterwards.
He crooked his eyebrow, and stared at me until I had to say SOMETHING!!!
"So-" I started to say until I was cut off by him~
"Dude, you're kinda cute~" he blushed
"What?"
"I...Er- I just said... Let me open the door for you!" Alfred kindly/awkwardly said as he opened the door. It creaked opened, then bellowed when it halted.
"Thanks, Alfred." I replied kindly.
"No problem!" He said in his perky voice again.
"Ohonononon~ who is your friend, America?" A French voice cooed from the end of the room.
"This is (Name)!"
I bowed to the Frenchmen, and then he did that French laugh again and asked me to sit by him. I wasn't too sure, but I'm guessing he was France, the country of love, why should I worry?
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America X Country Reader : Rookie
FanfictionYou're the new country of the Hetalia crew! You're going to a World Meeting until you bump into "the hero"~ (America X Reader Insert) ~~~ART IS NOT MINE AND BELONGS TO ITS BEAUTIFUL, TALENTED, RIGHTFUL OWNER!!! IF YOU ARE THE OWNER OF ANY ART THAT I...
