~ And So She Dreamed ~ (HETALIA FANFICTION)

~ And So She Dreamed ~ Part Twenty Seven!

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“Get down this instant!” England yells up the tree Chibi America sits in.

America sticks his tongue out to England. “You have to come and get me Iggy!” He giggles. “Isnt this fun Annabelle??” He asks the girl below him.

Annabelle hugs onto the tree tightly, whimpering. “Wh-why did you take me u-up here?!” She shouts.

England groans and France walks up to him, chuckling. Chibi Canada is clinging onto him as he holds him in his arms. “Need some help, Angleterre?” He smirks at the Englishman.

England glares at him. “No, I can take care of it, frog!”

Annabelle whimpers more and sniffles. “Helo me Iggy…” She whimpers.

England looks up to her and sighs. He starts to climb the tree.

He soon gets up to where Annabelle is, out of breath. “Okay, Annabelle, just slowly climb onto my back and—“

He gets cut off by Annabelle crying and jumping to him, knocking him off.

“AAAH!” England yells as he falls. He lands on his back with a grunt.

Annabelle soon lands on his chest with a cute squeak. She trembles and whimpers. “I-Iggy?”

England groans and looks to her dizzily. “A… Are there two of y-you, love?” His head falls back again.

France laughs with Prussia ad Spain. Germany and Canada look to them curiously while Romano still attempts to get out of Spains grasp.

Hungary walks over with a sigh and hits the three over the head with her skillet. They all fall and the children soon fall on them, Canada squeaking.

She walks over to Annabelle and smiles kindly to her. She holds out her hand and Annabelle takes it shakily. Hungary pulls her off of England and into her arms.

“IMCOMING!” America yells as he jumps out of the tree. England starts to sit up until America lands on his chest, pushing him back down with a grunt. “GAH! BLOODY HELL!”

“That’s a silly word, daddy.” Canada says softly, looking at the two. Annabelle pouts. “Silly word, Iggy!”

France slowly sits up, causing Canada to tumble off of him. “You didn’t ‘ave to hit us, Hungary.”

“It was necessary.” She smirks at them and puts Annabelle down.

“Miss Hungary, do you have any pasta?” A small voice asks, tugging on Hungary’s dress. Hungary looks down and smiles to Italy. She picks him up. “We shall see.” She says ang giggles at his pouty face.

England slowly stands, picking up America.

“Romano?” Spain asks, looking around, holding his head.

Germany lays cold rag on Prussias bruised head. He smiles at his work and looks around.

“I need to find a way to change them back.” England says, setting America down because he kept squirming. America runs over to Canada and takes his hand.