I Can't Decide? Hetalia 2p USUK

Chapter 1

The 2p world... It is a dark place with death around every corner. It is where the Hetalia charaters opposites live. They do anything in there power to get out. To cause trouble for the real world. That is why they are trapped. By a single mirror. The mirror if you look into it you'll be drawn into the 2p universe. Once it opens... With a single spell. The world could fall apart. The mirror currently is in London, England. It Hangs on a wall with Pink and Blue as the colours.

This room belongs to no other than Oliver Kirkland. The opposite of Aruthur Kirkland, he represents England. Oliver, is an odd 2p. He lives with his doppelganger, and yet is still evil. Although he can kill anyone anyday, he chooses not too. He wants to help spread his cheer among the world. Basically he is the only nice 2p.

But... This day was particularly an odd one indead. It started out like an ordinary day. Oliver had gotten up, gotten dressed, cleaned up a bit, then went down for breakfast.

"Mourning Poppet, what be for breakfast, chap?" Oliver said sitting down at the table.

"Oh, I am just making eggs and biscuits. Could you get the paper please?" England said whisking the eggs almost reading to put in the pan.

"Sure thing!" Oliver said happily. He stepped outside to grab the newspaper. "Where's the paper?" Oliver said to himself. The paper wasn't in it's usual place on the porch. He looked around and eventually found it in the driveway. Nervously he quickly ran and grabbed it. "Today's on off day, isn't it?" Oliver walked back inside and shut the door. It was a huge pet peev of England. He didn't know why, but it did. After he shut the door he set it on the table.

"Well took you long enough. What happened? Wasn't it on the porch?" England asked as he pulled the biscuits out of the oven.

"No. It was in the driveway. No need to worry though, poppet. It was proboly just an accident." Oliver said giving England a big toothy grin. England shrigged it off as Oliver got the plates from the cabnit. After England made the plates and ate breakfast, both were off. Then it started to get weird.