The Survivors (Hetalia fanfiction)

Chapter 2~ Meeting the countries

"We're walking, Scar." Harper stated from behind Jasmine. "Oh. Is it that close?" I asked. Phoebe joined the conversation. "Y-yea, it's just d-down the street." She said, walking over to me. "Nice." I smiled and walked outside, following the others.

~timeskip by England's scones~

We were in front of the building where the countries had the world meetings. I honestly have no idea why we were called in. Lucille didn't answer any of my questions while walking up here. I sighed. Skye and Fionna were looking at the beautiful rose garden, snapping pictures every once in awhile, seeing a rose that they thought looked absolutely gorgeous. I chuckled. "Ok let's go on and go inside everyone! You all must be on your best behavior! Understand?" Lucille was in front of our group of girls. I heard a few people mumbling a 'yes' or a 'understood'. "Of course we will!" I said. Lucille smiled. "Good." She nodded and headed though the big double doors into the building. We all followed.

Skye, Fionna, and a new girl were in the back talking. I lagged behind to join the conversation. The three girls smiled when they reached me. "Hola, amigo! How are you?" Fionna spoke. "Just wonderful, Fiona! And you?" Fiona giggled. "Same." She said and then Skye spoke up. "Hey, Scar! I don't think you've met Jackie! She's new! Harper found her on the street a few days ago, she has been recovering. But she's good now!" I smiled. "Well, good!" I looked over to Jackie, who had stayed quiet. "How are you?" I asked her. She mumbled a 'good' with somewhat of a small smile on her face. "Girls!" We heard a yell come from ahead of us, apparently we had stopped walking while talking. Lucille had noticed. "Will you girls not waste time? The countries are waiting for us!" Lucille gave us a stern look. All four of us gave a small nervous chuckle. "S-sorry 'bout that, Luci..." Skye mumbled, rubbing the back of her neck. "She's scary..." Jackie said under her breath. Skye, Fiona, and I giggled. "You can say that again." I said chuckling. Jackie giggled a little.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the meeting room. Lucille opened the doors to the gigantic room. "You called for us?" Lucille's words bounced off the walls of the room. "Yes, we di-" a tall blonde man was cut off by Phoebe's older brother, France. "Where's Phoebe?" He asked. I couldn't see him but I heard footsteps shuffling over to the front of the group. Luckily, Phoebe had also lagged behind when we reached the doors, so she was back here with me. Phoebe was always scared of her older brother, no idea why but she was. I let out a quiet sigh. "Why do you want to know?" Harper asked France. "I saw her with a English man...how disgusting! I swear!" I chuckled loudly while France was talking to the group. The girls moved to the side to reveal me, leaning on the door frame. "You swear what?" I chuckled again. "You won't touch Phoebe...understand?" I was serious, and from the tone of my voice France knew that. He was scared of me, which gave me the advantage. France nodded and went back to his seat. A satisfied smirk appeared on my face, which turned into an innocent smile once I saw the countries were looking at me with weird looks.

Lucille cleared her throat, rather loudly may I add. All attention was on her now, she smiled, too. "Sorry about that Germany, continue." Lucille said. 'Germany, huh?' I thought as he began to talk again. "Ahem, yes, we called you here because we need your help." He had a thick German accent. 'Seems legit.' I thought, and giggled quietly. "We have extra seats if you want to sit..." He trailed off. Lucille smiled. "Thank you, Germany. Let me introduce the girls first." Lucille cleared her throat. "This is Harper," Lucille pointed at Harper, in which Harper smiled. "Ivy," she point to Ivy, she too, smiled. "Ariana, Summer, Lottie, Willow, Magan, Jasmine, Lola, Bella, Lacey, Phoebe, Iris, Isabelle, Brooke, Alexis, Doll, Rosie," she pointed to all them as she said their names, we did have a lot of girls in the group.

Then Lucille cleared her throat. " now for the troublemakers," we giggled as she said our names, stepping up as we did so, smiling like little kids. "Scarlett, Skye, Fionna, and Jackie." Lucille finally finished. Germany then, named off the countries, also pointing at them. "Now girls, sit in a seat." Lucille took a seat herself, and the girls made a beeline to the seat they wanted. "Now, shall we get started?"