Hello, everyone I am-
Okay you know what, I'm just going to skip to the chase, today we shall be reading yet another Hetalia fanfiction. Listen, I'm gonna be completely honest, Hetalia, in my opinion is okay. Yeah, the show had some pretty good characters, and it could be educational at times, but, fandom just ruined it for me. All the weird shippings, all the weird OCs, alll the weird fanart, it just kept grinding my gears until I just couldn't take it anymore, but, that's not what we're here to talk about today. We're here to talk about the most infamous part...fanfictions!
Today's fanfiction was suggest by TealPotatoes and is called Cities and States. So without further ado, let's get started...
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It started as a normal day. But, litle did I know that this day would change all the days aftert it for me and my friends.
Teal, you sure this isn't a Trollfic?
I went to school like any other day. Befoer I went to class, I looked in the mirror in the little girls room. I looked in the mirror and say my reflection staring bak at me.
Yeah, that's what mirrors usually do...
I had raven black hair that went all the way to my upper back that was died with blonde streaks with pink bangs.
OH GOD MY IMMORTAL FLASHBACKS!
Today, my eyes were blue, because I was happy (my eyes change colors according to my mood. If i am happy, the are blue. if I am depresed, they are gray. If I am mad, they are red and firely). I was wearing a pokemon t shirt with Japanese Katakana and jeans that was boot cut.
This is OC, Mary Sue, rainbow, cancer with a dash of aids.
I made my neko ears appear on my head to see if they looked ok. They did, so I made them go away (idk where i leared how to make them appear. It just sort of happened one day).
Oh my god, my cringe levels are increasing faster than they should be...
I smiled at my reflecction. I thought she looked pretty today, just like she did every other day.
Why are you referring to yourself in the third person?! What is the point?!
I walked out of the bathroom to find my friends standing there waiting for me. I looked at them.
One of my friends was named Harmony Black.
"Her parents clearly hated her by giving her that name."
She had a wram personality. She had cold cerulean eyes that reminded me of icicles.
You sure it wasn't like limpid tears.
Her hair was was silver and went down to her shoulders.
Is she an old lady? People usually don't have silver as their natural hair color.
Today, she was wearing a longsleeve blue shirt with nothing on it and white jeans. She always dressed in things that covered her arms and legs cuz she said she gets cold easy. I secretly envied her cold beutiy.
What kind of "stuff?"
My other friend was Allison Taylor. She had golden blonde hair that was dyed red on the ends and emerald green eyes that sparkled and stuff.
"Sparkled and stuff." I think I just found my new favorite quote...
today she was wearing a t shirt wtih the british Flag on it. She was like obesssed! With Britan.
