y'all this garbage is sold, but i'll keep it up for kicks n grins

Chapter 3 (HEY I'M BACK)

THANK YOU ALL FOR ALL THE VEIWS IT IS WAY MORE THAN I EXPECTED!!! And I'm sorry for not updating in a while, I fell into writers block for this story...BUT again translations will be at the end of this chapter! Also I'm back from my break after the terrorist attacks and tsunami... ANYWAYS, Enjoy~~

~Your POV~

After I had introduced myself to the Axis, I felt arms wrap around my waist.
"Bonjour mon amour~" I heard a silky, French voice whisper. I blushed and turned to see France holding a red rose.
"Ohhhh...'kay?" I drawled (God I love that word xD) as I took the rose from his hand. He smiled brightly and was about to ask something when familiar duo burst into the picture.
"YOU GIT!" I heard a familiar British voice scream. France turned around surprised and had no time to react as a flurry of green uniform and blonde hair tackled him. I narrowly avoided being tackled as well, but felt my foot slip. I was about to fall over when I felt a hand grab mine.
"Woah, dudette, you gotta be careful." Said an American voice. I looked up to see a sandy blonde haired man with sparkling baby blue eyes. No joke there were small stars in them.
"Uhh...dudette your starting to freak me out..." America said slowly as he helped me stand straight. I blushed and let go of his hand.
"S-sorry I just...liked your eyes?" I said sheepishly. America laughed and I laughed along with him. I'm just gonna go with it.
"Aiyah! Stop laughing Alfred it's so annoying!" I looked over my shoulder to see China making his way over.
"Woah Asian-dude chill, bruh." America laughed as China shook his head. I noticed that they also were using human names around me.
"Alright, cut the crap, I already know the Axis over here and I know you guys too; you're the Allies." I explained. Shock went over their faces for brief moment and England stomped up to Germany who had been standing off to the side.
"What the bloody hell did you do?!" He exclaimed poking a single finger in the middle of Germany's chest. Germany simply raised an eyebrow and swatted England's hand away.
"It vas not our fault, she had known our zecret az vell." Germany said. England huffed a few times, then took a deep breath.
"Alright, fine, but you do know there's a World Meeting today, right? That's why we stopped by." England said in a I-know-everything tone.
"Ja zats right..." Germany mumbled, squeezing the bridge of his nose. I almost crapped myself right then and there.
"World Meeting..." I mumbled to myself, running a hand through my (h/c) hair. The countries I met suddenly took a step back as a hand was placed on my shoulder and turned me around.
"Oh!" I yelped as I was embraced in a hug. I looked up to see Russia's smiling face. His violet eyes were closed and he had his cute smile on his face.
"Hello sunflower." He said with a giggle. Why did Russia have to be so cute yet so misunderstood? I was released from his arms and I looked at the other countries that had awkwardly scooted away.
"Let's go to meeting now so I can see little Latvia~" Russia said with a slightly sinister smile. But still so cute...

*TIME SKIP FROM UR MUM*

We had been walking down a street for a while now when we got to a large building. It was white, mostly, and had tan details. On the front, it had a large picture of a globe.
"This is the World Meeting Center, (y/n)." England told me as we walked up the white steps to the glass door. England pushed the door open and made a gesture.
"After you my lady." He said, bowing slightly.
"Thank you." I said as I walked through the door. But before France could walk in, he was in the very back of the group, England slammed the door. I turned just in time to see France run into the transparent door.
"HA! That's what you deserve, frog!" England laughed. I watched as France slammed the door back open and storm in. He walked straight up to England and gave the Brit a hard slap on the back of the head.
"And that's what you deserve." The blonde Frenchman said. I slowly backed up as they started a cat fight again.
"Er... (y/n)?" I turned to see Germany standing by a fancy wood door.
"Yeah?" I responded. He took a deep breath and leaned towards me slightly.
"Just zo jou know...it's going to be very vild." He said in a tired tone. I looked up at his pained face and gave him a pat not he back.
"I know." I whispered. Germany gave me a weird look before being pushed aside by America.
"Go faster German dude, wow!" He exclaimed, basically throwing himself against the door and slamming it open. Inside, there was a long, white table that had chairs all around it. And people in the chairs. And staring at me.
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"WHO'S THAT?" A Danish man shouted, breaking the silence. I jumped slightly and so did other countries.
"Zis is (y/n). She knows ve're countries zo ve don't have to use our human names." Germany explained to the shocked countries. I looked around the room to see some countries were really angry.

Like Austria.

Or Switzerland.

And Romano.

Well...
Romano's always angry.

"Uhh..hi?" I greeted, a little shocked myself. I mean, I literally just met all the characters in Hetalia. Not the voice actors no, the actual characters.

Just..

Don't..

Fangirl.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me. It was really just a blur, a shriek/squeal/scream/walrus noise, then black

**General POV**

The countries could only watch as (y/n) let out an ear-piercing scream. And then pass out on the floor.
"Mien gott!" Germany yelped and jumped to the side, surprised. America started to laugh, much to the dismay of England.
"You git, the young lady just passed out and all you could do is laugh?!" The Brit screeched, waving a hand at the latter. China was already tending to the girl, along with Taiwan.
"BUT DUDE SHE JUST PASSED OUT HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" America laughed hysterically and falling to the floor himself. England huffed and got red in the face.
"Oh I'll show you, you arse!" He shouted and jumped onto the American.

Among the chaos of fighting, laughing, or confusion, a single person sat in his chair.
"I think she's kinda pretty..." A soft Canadian voice said. The small polar bear in his arms looked up at him.
"Who are you?" The bear asked.
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"I'm Canada, silly."

AND BAM. DONE. UGH. FIGHT ME.
alright, alright...
Translations:

Bonjour mon amour = Hello my love (in French)
Mien gott = My God (in German)

Again, I'm sorry for not updating it's really just been crazy school crap and family matters...
But I plan to continue this story until it just cannot be continued.
I hope you all have a great day/night and remember,

Don't do anything I would do.

Peace out,
roseblart