Little Ancient Doll (Hetalia x Ancient Doll!Reader)

Little Ancient Doll- Chapter 2

- Third Person P. O. V.-

After the eight nations went back to their places, Italy kept the doll near him like it's his treasure. He brush her (h/c) hair and wash her ragged skin from all those dirt and ashes, and finally... gave her a small doll dress. The dress was (f/c) with long sleeves and some brown boots, Italy somehow never took off the mask nor the red tie that wraps around a strand of her hair. He thought it looks alright on her. While he was brushing the doll's hair, there was a thunder clap outside making the bubbly Italian jump. He look outside to see heavy rain, his phone suddenly rang and Italy quickly pick it up." Ciao?""hola Italy~! It's me, Spain. I just wanted to say that your brother won't be coming home tonight... the rain is pretty heavy and Romi won't make it..." Italy was surprise that knowing his brother won't be coming home due to the storm. Italy was scared at the weather, and to make it worst... his brother will be gone today." Italy? Are you still there?" He snap out of his thoughts as he heard the Spanish." H-huh?! Oh a yes...! So-a my brother will be-a gone-a in a while-a?"" Si! So don't be scared okay? It's just for tonight..."" okay..." Spain hang up,leaving a scared Italy." I-it's okay Italy...it's just for one-a night..." He mumbled to himself. Soon, a loud thunder roar clapped again making the Italian scream and quickly hid inside his room," Ahh!!!! Germany! Fratello! Japan!! Someone-a help me- a!!!" Tears began to fell from Italy's eyes like flood. He hug the small doll tightly, wishing the doll was alive to keep him company. What he didn't know that his wish will come true. Soon he felt something uneasy, arms began to wrap around his weak body. He look up and saw not his doll, but a female that looks exactly like the ragged toy. She has the same (h/l) (h/c) hair, emotionless (e/c) eyes, wears the same dress and boots and lastly has the same mask and tie." Don't worry, master Italy. It's just a storm.." the younger Italian was shock that she knows his name,"h- how did you-a know my name-a?!" He asked scaredly, the girl didn't say anything for a moment, but answered calmly," I know everyone in this world... I know their history... I know their past and everything else. Also, I am the doll that you took from the mansion..."" H- how are you able to turn into a human ragazza?"" I'm not just a human, master Italy. I'm still an immortal doll, but to answer your question, I can transform into anything I want if I feel like. And since it looks like you need company, I thought of you might need me.." she explained with a stoic face. Italy seem to understand and asked what's her name, but was shock when he heard four words coming out from her masked mouth," I have no name."" What? But I thought your former owners give you a name?"" They didn't, my little master was always busy playing with me that she sometimes call me 'dolly'. Also they died a long time ago from a fire. I was the only thing that survived." Italy feel pity and said," oh, I'm sorry about that..."" it's not your fault master Italy...it was those human females..." her tone became dark, but she soon calm down. After a few silent, a lighting struck down to the ground followed by a lightning. Italy scream and hug the human doll, while hiding his face at the (h/c) haired girl's huge chest(which is bigger than Ukraine and strangely didn't notice how big it is). The human doll gently patted the crying Italian's hair, a few more pats, she saw Italy sleeping peacefully. She carry his body to the bed and watch him sleep." Sleep well,master Italy..."