Paint it White... Or Red Hetalia

Axis or Allies?

Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.

Mark Twain

3rd Pov-

The two ladies fell to the floor, with a groan they rolled over and got up. As Alex got up she had to dodge a hockey stick but lost her footing giving Amber the chance to grab her by the hem of her shirt. "You fucking said it wasn't a drug! I can not be caught with drugs in my system! I have to keep clean or I get kicked off the team!!!" Amber growled. Alex looked at her with a bored face before grabbing Ambers hand and pushing a pressure point to make her let go. As her feet touched the floor she hooked her chain to the end of her knife and started swinging it around her side.

"I didn't drug you then you'd be at my house eating all my food." Alex sneered. As the two girls glared at each other clapping began. Their heads slowly turned to the source. They saw roughly 8 dark looking men, the one clapping was a brightly colored with strawberry blonde hair, light blue eyes, wearing a long sleeve pink shirt with a light blue vest over it and light tan khakis. "Evening poppets~" he greeted smiling widely. The girls narrowed their eyes and stood up facing the crowd. Alex swung her chain so it would wrap around her arm but the hilt stayed in her arms while Amber twirled her hockey stick so it was held in both hands.

A tall man wearing nearly the equivalent of what Amber was wearing stepped up and lowered his sunglasses showing violet eyes , " A hockey stick eh? That's hot." he said with his lips turned up. While Amber lightly blushed looking away Alex stood in front of her glaring at the Canadian. "If you ever want to practice reproducing you should stay away. Far away~" she said as a 1P!Russia aura came out only black with blue tints.

A tall man with a large nose hidden behind a tattered red scarf eyed the feisty girl with a knife before smirking under the covers of his scarf.

Meanwhile another tall man stepped up holding a bat with blood stains and nails over his shoulder,"Hey doll the names Allen F. Jones this fucker is Matt Williams and I think-" he began before Alex muttered, "That must of hurt." he cut off mid speech and glared. "Listen bitch, I-" Alex leaned on her left leg "Well before you continue I'd like to thank you for the compliment." Everyone with the exception of Amber got slightly confused at that remark although not everyone showed it. "What do you mean thank you? I just called you a bitch!" Allen barked. "Well, i'd like you to keep in mind that a bitch is a dog and dogs bark, bark is a part of nature and nature is beautiful, so yeah thanks for the compliment." Alex said. Amber sighed and turned to her, "Do you have to do that every time you're called a bitch?" she asked only getting a smirk as an answer.

Allen stepped up and grabbed Alex's shirt pulling her forward, "Oh so you wanna be a smart ass, eh?!" Alex clapped, "Firstly~ I'm smart not my ass secondly coping people's speech impediment is quite low. Although technically that "eh" everyone classifies to Canadians is more commonly used in America as Americans made up that myth really." she said thoughtlessly. Allen stared at her before setting her down and walking away muttering something about idiots. Alex happened to hear but kept her mouth shut.

After that incident the brightly colored man stepped forward again clearing his throat. "Terribly sorry about that poppets!~ How rude we've been! Allow me to introduce myself and the others~" Alex nodded thinking 'Yes keep talking your accent is sexy~' as though knowing what Alex was thinking Amber jabbed Alex in the side. "Keep it together will you. You and your obsession with accents. I hope there aren't any Russians here." She whispered. Alex rubbed at her side before paying attention.

"I, my dear poppets, am Oliver Kirkland.~ The fellows you just met are Allen and Matt~ This is Francois Bonnefoy * he said pointing to a smoking french man with a rugged face, who was wearing a purple shirt underneath a brown jacket. He had shoulder length dirty blond hair and dull violet eyes.* this is Xiao Wang * moving onto a Chinese man who was wearing a black military hat with short black hair and deep red eyes. Wearing a long sleeved Changshan, the rest is exactly like normal china with black* Nikolai Braginsky *a man wearing a long black coat with red out linings and long tattered scarf with black slacks and boots. He has brown hair with red eyes that glisten with insanity.* and this is-" Oliver began but was interrupted by an Italian man in a tanned military uniform with magenta eyes wearing a small black hat on his head.

"Don't worry, I can introduce the rest of us." he mentioned before stepping up to the ladies and bowing jokingly. "Ciao~ My names Luciano Vargas, *stepping to the side he motioned to the other men in the room.* this-a is my idiota fratello Flavio * he motioned to a blonde wearing pink sunglasses in a white suit with a small and fashionable peach scarf.* Lutz Beilschmidt * to the tall German with an open tan military coat revealing a white tank top that covered large noticeable scars. A black military hat with blond hair and bright purple eyes, he was wearing black gloves and was leaning against a wall looking... damn* and finally Kuro Honda." *mentioning lastly a Japanese man in a black traditional outfit with red linings. Having short black hair and bright red eyes that seemed to stare into your soul*

As the introductions had been made Amber was analyzing who had what weapon while it took everything in Alex's will not to steal the British male and ask this Nikolai if he was Russian to which she'd steal him to.

Luciano clapped his hands and in sync with Oliver said "Welcome to our world!~"

~END~

Now I only really added description to what they looked like, if you're still new to 2P!talia or forgot what they looked like. If I have something wrong do let me know but I am keeping these names as they're my favorites for these characters.