The personification of London paced outside of the World Conference Room. Her Dad was in there and while she knew how violent things usually got she was still worried for him. Carefully opening the door she called out just loud enough to be heard "Papa Iggy? Are you okay in here?" Stepping in the room so the h/l h/c haired girl could get a good look at him she found that he had a split lip (supposedly from being slapped by France for calling him a "Perverted Frog!"). Ignoring the questions from most of the other countries asking who she was she walked up and took out a handkercheif and wiped some blood away, then putting it back into her pocket. "Thank you poppet, I thought I told you to stay outside of the room though?" "I know Da' I just wanted to make sure you were okay." After everyone began the meeting she began looking around and taking note of everyone there. Suddenly she froze when she saw Germany "D-da'? i-is that-" suddenly y/n fell to the ground breathing heavily.
The London Blitz:
267 days of pure pain for both London and England as at least 100 long tons of explosives rained down onto the country. She was attacked 71 times. The pain was unbearable for both of them, they were forced to watch each other suffer while still trying to battle the war. London's citizens were dying left and right and the others were either living in terror or fighting the Nazis. Both emotional and physical pain almost crippled them both, England recovered a bit faster while the capitol took quite a while. Nightmares still plagued her and she continued to live in fear. She seemed to still be having trouble moving on from it.
When she finally snapped out of the vision she found herself being embraced by England. "Poppet this is why I didn't want you coming in here, why don't you go outside?" Nodding she found herself being supported by a rather handsome blonde man sporting glasses. "Oh hey when did you get here dude?" Said America. "I've been here the whole time..." Grumbled the man as you exited the room. After helping you sit down he carefully sat next yo you. "Are you Canada?" He looked almost surprised as when you noticed him. "Y-you can see me? You know who I am?" "Of course you twit! For my birthday you gave me this pin!" She said this rather proudly, pointing to a silver maple leaf attached to her jacket. "O-oh I didn't think you'd remember that..." Recovering rather quickly from her little episode y/n sat up and grabbed his shoulders "You need to chin up, come on I made scones earlier, don't worry, I can actually bake unlike my da'"
As she boiled tea and put some scones on a plate she glanced at him "So what's your human name Canada, mine is y/n Kirkland and as you know i'm the personification of London! Also what do you take in your tea love?" Matthew's face turned as red as one of Italy's tomatoes. "M-my name is Matthew Williams, I like maple syrup instead of sugar..." Nodding curiously, she poured some syrup in and handed it to Matthew before tending to her own tea. "I don't know you all that well Mattie, tell me about yourself!" Perking up he began to talk "Well I know a lot of swear words in different languages, I have a bear named Kumajiro, and one time I wen't into the meeting dressed as a girl and still nobody saw me!" London had suddenly set aside her tea, enthralled in the Canadian man. He was like nothing she had ever known before. "You know Williams, I like you quite a lot. How about I take you out to dinner sometime?" "S-sure! Sounds fun y/n!"
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I Can See You (Canada x London!Reader) (Hetalia Fanfic)
RomanceY/n Kirkland, adopted daughter of Arthur Kirkland, is the personification of England's Capitol, London. When he starts to bring her to world meetings she takes a liking to Matthew Williams, the personification of Canada.
