The Fandom Traveler

Draw a circle, that's the earth. Part 1

"What is this young girl doing here?" A thick British accented voice said.

"Hah! She fell on the table! That's hilarious, dude! You're guys' faces were so priceless!" An obnoxious voice shouted.

"That is not funny! She could be seriously hurt."

"I say this is unusual that she came out of nowhere while we were in the middle of our world meeting. Let's pound her into dust."

"Russia! Non! We must help this poor girl."

"She hit her head pretty hard." There was a heavy German accent coming from the person who was  lifting off of the place where I was found. "She's bleeding for sure."

"Ve~ Let me see her Mr. Germany!" I heard a squeaky voiced, Italian.

"Italy, please. Let me bandage her up." I was gently placed on a soft, cushiony area.

I think I'm dreaming. I have to be. My head is pounding. I feel like I'm in Hetalia... am I?

Someone with muscular hands were wrapping my head, carefully.

I tried to open my eyes, I eventually got them open. Everything was so blurry. My icy blue eyes looked straight into the German's.

"You're awake now. I was worried for a moment." He sat me up.

There were people surrounding me. I glanced at my wrist to see if my watch was there, the main part of the watch was pink but it had blue in the part that connected to my wrist. I also noticed I was wearing a dress even though I remember that I was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans/

"She's so pretty.." Hungary told me.

"She looks like America and Hungary's love child." Brittan snickered.

"So girl, Who are you and where are you from?"

I didn't respond at all, I was speechless. It was awkward because everyone was surrounding me.

"I don't think she talks very much."

"She needs a hug!!!!" Italy squealed and hugged me.

"Italy. Don't scare the girl." Japan insisted.

"Just tell us your name." Brittan questioned me impatiently.

My face was red.

"Stop that Brittan." Germany said in an annoyed tone.

I pushed up my rectangular glasses "R-Rebekah." I squeaked, shyly. "or Bekah."

"Interesting. You should tell us more about you." He demanded.

"Don't make her uncomfortable, dude! You seem like a creeper." America nudged him.

I looked around nervously, I saw a weirdo in the window. It was a grey hair boy Prussia I thought. As I looked at him, he hid back in the bush.

"I honestly don't know how I got here myself." I told him.

"Don't lie." He yelled at me harshly. It really hurt me since I was a fan of Britain.

Hot salty tears ran down my face.

"I'm telling the truth." I felt blood leak from my bandage. It ran down my neck.

"Arthur. Come to the other room with me." The German was very unhappy with the way he was treating me.

China kneeled next to me he gave me a warm smile. "Welcome, Rebekah."

"I apologize about Brittan's stupidity." France said to me as he handed me a rose.

Italy sat next to me and gave me a big comforting hug.

"Mr. Brittan doesn't like other people interfering with our world meetings. That's why he was acting like a grumpy bear!"

Germany and Brittan walked out, Germany had a smile on his face.

"Fine I believe you. I'm so very sorry about how I treated you." He held his hand out to me. "Friends?"

"Of course!" Instead of a handshake, I gave him a hug. He was surprised and he blushed.

I let go and rested my head on my hands.

"I'm going outside to get fresh air."

"Don't wonder off, its dangerous out there." China whispered. I nodded and still headed outside just near the entrance.

I looked around silently, I took glances at a world unknown to me. Then something grabbed my waist and covered my mouth. It was that perv, Prussia. I mumbled the words 'Let me go.'

"I'm not letting you go, missy." He smirked.

I tried screaming but it was all muffled.