~ And So She Dreamed ~ (HETALIA FANFICTION)

~ And So She Dreamed ~ Part Twenty Six!

France’s POV~

“Get the door, amigo.” Spain mutters, throwing a pillow at me as someone knocks on our dorm room door.

“No.” I mutter, curling up closer to my pillow. Another pillow hits me and I groan, looking over to Prussia who grins at me sleepily. I roll my eyes and stand up.

I walk over to the door tiredly and slowly open it, examining the scene before me.

There stood America, England and Canada with a little girl in America’s arms. I stare at them tiredly, my eyes adjusting to the light in the hallway.

“We have a problem.” America mutters.

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England’s POV~

“So, what you’re saying is,” France starts.

“That Annabelle took your book,” Spain says next.

“And turned herself into a child?” Prussia finishes.

I stare at them with an annoyed look. They were like triplets, what the hell?!

“Yes.” I say, clearing my throat. Annabelle was currently hiding behind America’s leg, staring up to the three friends. “We need help, she can’t stay in these clothes for long, they were Annabelle’s and she keeps falling over.” I explain.

America leans down and picks the trembling girl up and she hides her face in his shoulder.

France smiles softly, watching her. “I don’t ‘ave any children’s clothing but I’m sure there is a store around here.”

I let out a sigh. “Alright. Thanks anyway.”

We all walk out and make our way to the store.

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Third POV~

The three walk down the street, Annabelle riding on America’s neck, looking around from the new perspective. She grips onto his hair, making him cringe at the pain, squeezing one eye shut  and gritting his teeth with a slight grin.

They get flirty stares from girls, some of them giggling and awing at them. Annabelle leans on Americas head, looking down to him curiously. “Al? When will we get there?” She asks in an adorable tone and America almost melts at the adorableness.

‘We’re almost there!” He cheers and grins up to her. They walk up to this little shop to the side. Canada looks around it. “I think this is it…”

America nods and sets Annabelle on her feet and she takes his hand and Englands. They walk into the store, insantly looking lost and confused. It was so… Pink. No wonder France suggested this place… Wait… How did he know..?

Meh.

Annabelle looks around then sticks her tongue out cutely. “This place is really pink…” She mutters. They all look down to her, America chuckling. She looks up to them and blinks. “What?”

They shake their heads and start to walk around. “I’m not sure what you want, Annabelle.” England says, holding her hand as they walk around the store. She shrugs then something catches her eye. She runs over to it, letting go of Englands hand.

He gasps and runs after her. She jumps up to a light blue colored dress. “This one, this one!” She says in a childish way. America and Canada jog over.

America snickers and pulls out his phone, snapping a quick picture of her and stuffing his phone in his pocket again. England gives him a look then looks back to Annabelle who Canada gives the dress to, smiling. “Go try it on, and we’ll see, eh?”