Hetalia VERY Down Under

Pans are evil~

Fourth chapter!!!!!!!!! Yay! I feel accomplished for doing next to nothing this whole week but hey, I made it to fourth chapter. Sooo, I just stared at my blank wall for ten minutes straight so I think I'll get started now~

-----------------------------------------

Mystery Chick's POV

Water was the last thing I remembered before waking up in a brightly lit room. I turned my head to one side and looked out the open window where a summer ocean breeze gently hit my face. When I tried to sit up, my head throbbed.

Ahhh, what the hell? I thought finally able to sit up and rub my temples. I looked at my right arm to find it bandaged from the wrist to the elbow.

Okayyyyyyy, so where exactly am I? I thought apperently finally realizing I was in a stranger's room.

I looked around in the room I was in, it looked like a hotel room with it's little drawers for each bed. There were three beds each against one of the opposite walls.

I noticed slightly panicked that people still lived here; there was clothing draped over chairs and some on the beds, personal belongings on top of the drawers and food on the counter.

I heard a little chirp above me and looked up to see a little yellow bird that flew in through the window.

"Hey little guy" I said stretching out a finger to pet it. It jumped on my finger and cooed as I pet its yellow soft head.

I heard shuffling outside the door and out of panic, looked for something to protect myself with. I found a fairly large pan and decided it was good enough to whack someone with without killing them.

I strode by the side of the door and waited for it to open.

3rd Person POV

"Are you going to check on the chica?" Spain asked turning the corner with the rest of the nations with America and Prussia in the lead.

"Hell yeah! I'm the hero and it's my job to check on her!" America said puffing up his chest.

"Vhy do you have to see her? I found her!" Prussia protested.

"Bad enough she has to stay vith the BTT" Germany said.

"And vhy vould zhat be so bad? I vill rather enjoy 'aving a petite fille vith us Ohohohohon~" France laughed.

" You frog! I must speak to Ms.Redd in regards to bedding arrangements for that poor girl" Britain said rubbing his temples.

"Veeeeeee~ I want to-a see our new friend too!" Italy said dragging his brother behind him.

"How can you call her a friend if ve don't even know her yet?" Germany asked with a sigh.

"I know you longer and I still don't-a like you potato bastard!" Romano shot back.

Germany let out an even longer sigh.

-----Back to Mystery Chick's POV-----

I gripped the pans (I found another one when I unfortunately stubbed my toe on the table) as the mumbles from the other side of the door grew louder.

I saw the door handle twist. My heart started to beat faster when the door opened. It opened quick and I saw two figures walk in before I let my wrath fall upon them!!! (yeah I'm a little sarcastic, so what?)

I swung and closed my eyes as I felt the pans make contact with their heads.

I opened my eyes to see to guys, around my age, on the floor. One was an albino with red eyes and white hair who clutched his nose with both hands. The other was a blond with a weird cow lick that stuck straight up and was ferociously rubbing both sides of his head.