Philippine trio

The Other World

Just so we're clear, this is the Nyotalia Universe, okay? Also I'm very sorry for not updating, I've been very busy. Anywho I'll try to update more now since I'm no longer busy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

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It was a normal day, the sun was shining and the streets were full of people getting to ready for the day. Well that's what Visayas wish he could say but no, NO! He had to almost get killed by a lady who randomly pops out of his mirror. Like how?! Why?!

He was calmly there on a chair watching a teleserye when this lady comes down from his stairs all of a sudden. Like any normal person he quickly ran for the nearest weapon. The lady didn't stop and made her way downstairs. She looked at him in confusion her head tilted slightly to the side. Then she smiled really big not realizing that Visayas was planning on calling the police on her or using violence if necessary.

"Magandang umaga po, pwede mo bang sabihin kung nasaan tayo?" [1] She continued to smile as if meeting an old friend. "Pasensya na, ako pala si Melchora Cruz at ikaw si?" [2] She continued to not notice the stick Visayas was holding and the absolutely scared look on his face. She did not get a reply and she looked at him in confusion and a bit of hurt. Visayas didn't know what to do but he placed the stick down in a reachable place.

"Wha-?! What the-?!" He stuttered out, unsure of where this conversation was leading. A strange woman was in his house, practically demanding to know where she was. The only girls who ever entered his house was Luzon and Visayas, embarrassingly enough, unless China could be counted... No! This was not the time! He needed to get this lady out of here and away from his sight. His siblings could walk in any minute now and knowing Luzon would make her stay.

"I'm very sorry, I'm Visayas and..." He never got to finish.

"VISAYAS?!!!! No! No! No! Visayas is a girl." He didn't know whether to be insulted or shocked at what he had just heard. Sure, America and Japan had once mistaken him for a girl, but that was besides the point.

"I'm the Philippines so of course I know my children." He snapped out of his thoughts, this was the Philippines? But he could've sworn Spain told him that Philippines was a guy. He didn't have time to react before he heard the soft footsteps on his porch, followed by the thumping of boots. He panicked and pushed Melchora into an open closet, silently apologizing before closing the door just as his front door opened. Luzon and Mindanao stepping in just as he closed the closet door.

"Sorry, Visayas, I know you hate people barging into your house but I was so worried, considering how some nations fell ill yesterday..." Luzon tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, not like her hair was messy or anything like that. Her red dress glowed with the sunlight beaming through the door. Her hair tied up into a bun, a habit she got from Spain when they were still her colony, Spain was always so picky when it comes to hair style.

"Strange thing is, nobody knows what that strange illness is, and I've heard some nations were getting it even now." Mindanao huffed, leaning against the doorframe. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and unlike Luzon she didn't wear a dress. A bolo was strapped to her side, she never left home without it.

Then there was him, Visayas, probably the most simple of the three of them. His hair was messy and his clothes were normal, he never did like wearing stuffy clothes, unless he was trying to impress someone. He didn't bother saying anything since he felt the closet door thumping against his back before a loud thump pushed him away from it. Luzon looked at him, the same look she gives him when she knows he's hiding something. Mindanao simply glared at the closet.

"What's in the closet?" Luzon raised an eyebrow, making a move towards the closet. Her hand was on the handle by the time he reacted.

"Wait! Don't open it?" He practically screamed out as Luzon was twisting the knob. Luzon stopped suddenly scared of what was inside. Mindanao took a step closer before grabbing the knob herself. He cried on the inside, knowing Mindanao nothing could stop her from doing what she wanted and he knew she was going to open that closet even if he begged her not to. He tried to distract her but her glare stopped him.

"Look, I don't care if you're hiding a diwata, manananggal, or France in here. I'm still opening this closet." Immediately as she opened it, Melchora fell right out of the closet. An empty silence engulfed them as Melchora tried to get her bearing straight. Mindanao blinked in surprise before muttering, "I would have preferred France, this is just ridiculous." She took the words right out of his mouth.

"Who's she?" Luzon asked, poking the unconscious Philippines who twitched every time she got poked. Visayas shrugged, unsure of the answer himself. He didn't even know how she got into his house in the first place, there wasn't a single tree near any of his windows. He sat down and sucked in a deep breath, he should call England.

"She calls herself the Philippines." Visayas rolled his eyes, not believing for a second that she was the real Philippines. Luzon's eyes widened but be in surprise, in fact she looked scared. Mindanao didn't seem to care, instead opting to sit down next to Visayas on the couch.

"That's impossible..." Luzon breathed out in a stupor.

"Well, she's here now, isn't she?" Mindanao finally spoke up, a bit of trill on her voice despite the stoic expression on her face.

"No! It's impossible because I saw her die a long time ago!"

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*sigh* I miss my cliffhangers. XD

[1] Magandang umaga po, pwede mo bang sabihin kung nasaan tayo? - Good morning, can you tell me where we are? ('Po' has no English term, I think, since it is simply a word we use for respect)

[2] Pasensya na, ako pala si Melchora Cruz at ikaw si? - Sorry, my name is Melchora Cruz and you are?

~Vassy~