Hetalia Fan-fics

Beilschmidt Family x Reader: Little Again

(c/n) - Country Name

~Reader-chan's P.O.V.~

It was another boring World Meeting in Berlin, Germany. America was telling his presentation for the millionth time but no one seemed to be listening, which is no surprise. France and England were fighting again like they always do, Germany is about to blow a gasket since the other countries act very stupid at the meetings, Germania is just sitting in his chair being quiet, but was very annoyed with all the commotion while Prussia was yelling how 'awesome' he is.

I am a very patient country, but right now, my patience was slowly wearing off since nobody knows what to do at a meeting anymore. I stood up to leave the meeting room for some fresh air until I was hit by something. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me. Apparently, England, who was arguing with France, had cast a spell and accidentally hit me instead of him.

~Normal P.O.V.~

(y/n) looked up with her bright (e/c) eyes. She was turned into a four-year-old little girl. Germany picked her up and looked at her.

"(C/n)? Do you know vho I am?" (y/n) stared at him and smiled.

"You my big bwother~! Big bwother Germy~!" She giggled.

Germany chuckled and held her in his arms then glared at England and started to yell.

"Vhat on earth did you do to (c/n)?!"
England paled and started to stutter to explain what happened. Little (y/n) got scared from his yelling and teared up. Prussia took her from Germany's arms and held her close.

"Stupid Vest, you scared her."

"Sorry...." Germany said as he scratched his head.

Germania took little (y/n) in his arms and cradled her close to his chest then looked at England.

"How long will the spell last?"
"Until I find the spell that undoes it. I have so many spell books, it might take a while. Since I did the spell, I will take care of her." England said.

"No way, dude. You will kill her with your horrible cooking. I will take her!"

"She will not eat that stuff you call food!"

"Nein!" Germany suddenly snapped at both England and America.

They stopped yelling at each other and looked at him. "How about you let (c/n) decide vho she vants to go vith. Zhat vay she vill not be an item to be fought over." said Germany.

"Good idea, Germany. (Y/n)? who do want to go with?" asked Germania. (a/n: Germania is the only country who calls you by your human name. Aren't you special~?)

She raised her head off Germania's chest and looked at England, America, and Germany. She then looked up at the man who was holding her and smiled. "I go wit you, Germia~!" He smiled faintly and looked at the others.

"She made her choice. The meeting is over, let's go home." He then turned and walked toward the door to leave.
Germany and Prussia followed him, for the two Germans and Prussian lived in the same house.

~Germania's P.O.V.~

We arrived home with (y/n) and there was a lot to learn about her. The only thing we actually know about her was that she loves to draw. We don't know what she likes to eat or the things she does at home. Until England finds the spell that can change her back, we can learn more about her while she's here. I set her down when we got inside and let her look around a bit. Gilbert sat in the living room, with his pet Gilbird, while Ludwig sat down and started reading his book.

I saw Gilbert get up to do something but then he stopped. He looked down and chuckled.

"Vhat do you zhink you're doing? Your so silly~."