Hetalia x Reader one shots!!

Bombed Promise

Y/n's PVO:
I looked up from my book to see Sealand run through the room crying. This was normal by now, every meeting Britain waves off his dreams of becoming a nation. Stupid bastard.

I set my book down on the coffee table and proceeded up the stairs to Sealand's room. I leaned my head against the door to hear a soft sniffling coming from within.

I sighed and knocked on the door. "Hey buddy can I come in?" I heard a loud sniffle,"N,no don't come in c/n!" He said barley keeping it together.

"Are you sure? You sound like you need a hug Peter." I said trying to sound soothing. I heard some shuffling and the door flew open. Peter was now in my arms bawling his little eyes out.

I kneeled down to pull him into a closer hug. "What happened this time?" I asked softly. He continued to sob. I let him do so until his crying was no more than the occasional snuffle.

"It-it was stupid eyebrows!" He said lifting his head to look at me. I started to pet his head and he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

He was finally finished crying and he sat on his own across me. "He, he said I was never going to be a country." He said distressed. I nodded, England said things like this normally.

He started to choke up again,"He said I was worthless! He said no one loved me!" Peter started to cry again and I pulled him close. "Shhhh, Peter don't cry, Arthur's wrong!" He looked up,"He is?"

I nodded smiling,"Of course he is Peter I love you, you should know that by now!" His mouth turned up a little and he had the happy glint in his eyes back.

Peter buried his face in my chest,"Thank you y/n you always know what to say!" He unlatched himself from me for a moment and I kissed the top of his head.

"Never forget that Peter, I love you and will always be with you!" I said looking him straight in the eyes. He nodded and wiped his eyes a little,"I love you too y/n."

I stood up and looked down at him, extending a hand for him to stand as well. "I was going to watch some gundam, care to join me?" Peters eyes lit up,"Would I?!" He exclaimed running down the stairs to start the show.

I grabbed some blankets and enjoyed the evening spending time with my favorite country.

(Magic time skip to the future!! Woah!! \#o#/ this is now 50 years in da future!!)

Another bomb dropped and I winced hearing people scream in my head. I hear a gun click and look up to see England standing in front of me.

"Who's there?" He asks not seeing me. "It's c/n, England!" I shout as loud as I can. He runs toward my voice and stop in front of me. He suddenly drops his gun stricken with horror.

"Yy/n what happened?!" He whispers kneeling down to me. I shrug and smile weakly,"War in stuff." I say nonchalantly. My body is full of bullet holes, I'm missing an arm and half a leg.

He shakes his head, eyes filled with tears,"Still joking till the end, huh y/n?" His eyes widen in realization,"I was looking for you, Sealand is looking for you!"

"Take me to him!" I say as calmly as I can during this living hell. England looks at me for a moment and finally decides to grab me bridal style. I hiss in pain but bear it, I need to see Peter.

He runs through the battle field, dogging bodies and pits in the ground. After a short while we make it to a broken down building.

All the windows are cracked and none of the doors work, half the roof is caved in and it's missing a wall. This is the headquarters. England runs through the door past the guards, whose eyes widen and they stare in shock at my condition.

He runs down a long hallway to a fully intact room. Arthur bursts through the door and all eyes turn to us. A collective gasp goes around the room as Arthur sets me gingerly on the table.

He lays me down and runs back through the door in search of medical help. The countries in the room encircle me standing in silence, because they have no clue what to say.

Then I hear it,"y/n!" I see a bit of blonde hair in the crowd. Using all of my strength I push myself up and off the table. The countries back up and some try and help me but I wave them off.

The crowd parts to reveal Sealand, his hair is missed up and his clothes have holes in them. My single leg buckles and I'm now no my knees. I get my bearings and look up at my beloved Peter.

I reach my arms out,"Peter..." I say horsily, my throat dry. He's crying now as he runs into my awaiting arm and a half. He grips me tightly as if he could loose me in a flash.

I squeeze back to let him know I'm there. We pull apart and I look him dead in the eyes,"Peter, I want you to know that I~" I begin to cough and I hunch over, coughing out thick hot blood that mixes with my salty tears.

England isn't back yet, and my condition worsens. I finally stop coughing and look up. Sealand kneels before me, crying even harder. I embrace him with what's left of my strength.

"Peter look at me!" I whisper, his head automatically snaps up. I smile slightly,"I love you, I promise if I can I will see you again!" The other countries start to cry, they know what's going to happen.

"No! Y/n you can't leave me!" His blue eyes fill with tears and his cheeks grow hot. I fall to the ground, no more energy left in me. Peter grabs my hand and clings to it. England finally comes back with medical help, but by then it's too late.

I hear the whistling in my ears. "Spain, get Sealand out of here, I don't want him to see." Antonio nods and picks up Sealand, who is now screaming and crying for me.

The whistling gets louder,"I'll see you again Sealand!" I cry over he sound in my head just before impact, then there is nothing just whiteness.

England's  PVO:
She died. I heard Sealand wailing in the background for her. Her blood was everywhere, there was nothing left other than a large spot of blood. I felt hot tears run down my cheeks, this had never happened before.

Normally if a bomb was dropped the country would just loose a limb not their whole body. I guess she was too small to survive, she had given most of her land mass to Sealand.

All she had ever wanted was for Peter to be a country. I heard Sealands heavy sobs. I turned from the wreckage and walked over to Sealand. I dropped to my knees and hugged him as hard as I could, I needed him to know what words couldn't synthase.

There we sat holding each other crying in front of y/n's remains. I felt something go through me and looked up to see y/n, but not quite. She looked the same as when she had died but transparent. Y/n held Sealand one last time and kissed his forehead.

I watched as she put her hand on Peter's cheek and gave her last smile, then y/n completely disappeared. Sealand was left clinging to thin air, no more tears left in his watery blue eyes.

That was the last we saw of her, the day we won the war was the day we lost my most beloved country, y/n.