Goodbye, I'll See You Soon (Hetalia Horror)

Chapter 1

"Yo Iggy!" The monthly world conference had just ended, and England was preparing to go back to his country. The Englishman sighed. "What do you want America?" America skidded to a stop. "There's this haunted house in Washington that everyone's scared of!" America exclaimed, his eyes shining with excitement. England replied with a question. "What about this 'haunted house'?" He started walking towards the exit before America ran in front of him. "We should go there! I already suggested to that Italy dude that he should bring his bro, Japan, and Germany!" England rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever." He grumbled, leaving the building.

"Ve? C'mon Germany it'll be fun!" Italy was trying to convince Germany, Romano, and Japan to come with him to the 'scary house', as he himself had put it. Germany frowned. "Nein. We need to train and plan for any attacks." Japan raised his hand. "I agree with Italy." Germany facepalmed. "Fine, but you have to train extra once we get back." Italy saluted.

The allies were the first to arrive at the house. "This place looks epic!" America yelled, examining the rundown mansion. England frowned. "We should leave, this place is giving me chills." France wrapped an arm around England. "Dont worry Angleterre, the worst thing that could be in there is a rat! And your cooking." England punched the Frenchman in the face. Said Frenchman sat on the ground, pouting. They heard a noise from the trees by the meadow. After a few seconds, Italy, Romano, Spain, Germany, Japan, and Prussia were walking to the Allies.

"Yo!" Prussia called, pulling Spain over to France. "Ciao! Sorry we're late! We stopped for some pasta ve~!" Italy called, beaming. America grinned. "I thought you bros were something that was gonna attack us!" Italy looked up at the house. His eyes widened. "Woah..." "It's huge, right?" America asked, louder then necessary. England facepalmed. "Let's just go inside."

They all walked into the large building. There was broken glass and furniture littering the carpet. Italy clung to Germany's shirt sleeve. "Ve... I'm scared..." He whispered. America pulled out a flashlight. "Let's just scope this place out, yeah?" They all nodded in agreement.

A/N So this is fun to write. It's probably not that creepy yet, but it will be soon. Bella/o ciao!