Hetalia, Seven Minutes in Heaven!

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(Just making sure, I do NOT own Hetalia or any of it's characters.)

 

Bzzzz!

 

Your cellphone vibrated. You yawned, and quickly picked it up, leaning back in your chair.

From: Prussia

Yo, _____! You better be at Britain's party tonight!

You just remembered Britain was throwing a party today to celebrate the fact that the Olympics were being held this year in his country.

A few hours later, your doorbell rang. You decided to dress quite casually, since the party wouldn't be that big of a deal.

You opened the door, seeing Britain smiling outside. "Ready?" He asked.

He drived you to his house, and the house was full of other nations. You all had a good time, until there was a small arguement.

"Come on, please, Britain!" America pleaded. "No! There is no way we're playing that here!" Britain protested.

You came over to see what was wrong. "...What's going on?" You asked.

"This fatass wants us to play Seven Minutes in Heaven!" Britain said.

America was quiet and looked down. "T-That wasn't very nice..." He said.

"Actually..." You said. "I kinda think it'd be fun." Britain stared at you with sort of a disgusted yet shocked face.

"Come on, do what the lady wants!" France said, placing his hand on his shoulder.

Britain sighed. "Fine." He said.

Everyone sat in one big room, waiting to see who'd go first. You were one of the only females, so they let you go first.

You dug your hand into a hat full of various items, and you pulled out...

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