Hetalia X Reader

Chapter Three/ Shadowy Friend

H/n: Fauchereve/Shadow Italy comes from the fanmade game, Dreamtalia. Which I DON'T own. For those who are to lazy to Google, *raises hand*, dream reapers/demons sneak into a person's dreams and steal their life energy. This sends the victim into a coma. If the person is not woken up soon enough, they will waste away and die. I'm going by the head canon that Fauchereve didn't know that he was killing people. When he speaks with a crazy capitalization, he is excited or angry. However, if he gets very angry, he talks with normal capitalization. All credit for pickup lines goes to KrystalEndermalie

Narrator's pov
Haleth, Aubree, and (Y/n) waved goodbye and continued down the hallway. (Y/n) turned to the brunette and blondette-ish girls.
"What did Krystal mean when she told those guys not to eat me? Sure, they were odd but they didn't seem that bad." Haleth and Aubree glanced at each other before Haleth answered.
"Some of the 2ps are cannibals." (Y/n)'s facial color lightened a few shades,
"Oh, well then." Haleth nodded, giving her general a sympathetic look.
" Yeah, that's how I reacted when I figured out." Aubree huffed and started waving her arms,
"Hurry uuuuup! I want to see my babies!" She darted around the two girls and started trying to shove them down the hallway. "Come on. Move it. Faster, faster, faster. I'm not getting any younger here." Haleth rolled her eyes,
"Yeah, right. Now let me tell you why that's bullshit. A, I'm older than you by far. B, you are a dream demon, you don't age anyway. That reminds me, have you or Krystal seen Fauchereve recently? He said he needed to tell me something, but then he never told me what it was. And that was weeks ago. Something feels off." Bree frowned,
"No, not recently. The last time I saw him was a few weeks ago, too. He mentioned that something odd was happening with his dreamscape. I don't know what it could be though. My dreamscape has been just fine." Haleth sighed,
"I hope he's OK. I'd hate for anything bad to happen to him." The girls turned and kept walking.
♪ Timeskip of looking for Aubree's babies♪
"Why aren't they here yet!" Bree whined. The three girls had walked around the building looking for the 2p Axis but hadn't found anyone. Other than the 2pn5, who for once weren't the ones who were late. But the girls were quick to leave that area. The conversation that the girls had walked in on was enough to make anyone cringe.
(All of these are directed to Krystal)
" You know what, I've got a sudden craving for lady fingers and your my favorite flavor."- Bernard
"*Picks Krystal up* You're now my queen, Princess."- Magnus
"I found my target."- Thurston
"Can you warm me up? I'm cold."- Egil
"Who lit you on fire? Because you're smoking."- Loki
"Gravity must not be working, 'cause I'm not falling for it."- Krystal
The three intruders had left that room faster than they came in. Haleth sighed and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. Bree and (Y/n) joined her. The two girls laid their heads on her shoulders. Who knew wandering around could make you feel so tired.
Haleth had just closed her eyes to take a nap , when the girls were startled by a sudden loud noise. Someone had come slamming in through the side door. As in, there was now a person-shaped hole in the middle of the wooden paneling. Haleth turned to see who had come flying in and was greeted with a shock.
Slumped against the far wall in all his shadowy glory was Fauchereve. The poor dream demon looked like his clothes had been attacked by a pack of wild dogs. His hair was crazy and his face, dirty. The demon struggled to his feet, then he staggered back to the door to peek through the hole.
"Oh, FrIeNd, CoMe BaCk! YoU nEeD tO cOmE iN. We HaVe SoMe PeOpLe We NeEd To FiNd! I'm SuRe YoU'lL lOvE hAlEtH aNd HeR FrIeNdS," he called out in a glitchy voice. "SuRe, KrYsTaL dOeSn'T aLwAyS sEeM tO lIkE mE, bUt ThE oThErS aRe JuSt FiNe."
From outside the door was heard a sharp irritated voice,
"Who cares? They're probably all pathetic like you. A dream demon who doesn't like to kill, so he refuses to eat. Didn't you say that one of Haleth's friends was a dream demon? She's probably just as bad."
Fauchereve's face twisted into a look of hate.
"How dare you say those things about them! They're a much better person then you at the moment! I brought you here for a reason. The 1ps here hate me, and I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. If it wasn't for you, I could've been with my sweet Haleth this entire time." He reached out and pulled something in through the door, breaking it even further.
He turned and threw the other person down the hallway. Then he turned to the girls. His eyes lit up when he saw Haleth. He leaped forward and crashed into her. The demon wrapped his arms around the female and buried his face in her neck while mumbling something to himself.
Haleth reached up and stroked his hair, making sure to miss the curl, as Bree and (Y/n) trotted down the hallway to see who his opponent had been. (Y/n) made sure to have her (w/o/c) drawn and ready, and Bree, her baguette.
"Fauchereve, what happened to you? Where were you? Who was that?"
At the sound of her voice, Fauchereve pulled his face out of her neck and let go of her. He studied her in great detail,
"That dress looks pretty on you, Bella. As for your questions, something was wrong in my dreamscape. I went to find out what was wrong and found him." He jerked his thumb in the strangers direction. "He flipped out when I tried to bring him here. Apparently, I have a 2p, Bella." He gestured at the man who was steadily approaching. "This is 'Mare. 'Mare, these are three of the four ladies I was talking about. Haleth, Aubree, and (Y/n)." He pointed to each of us, as he said our name.
'Mare rolled his eyes and sneered,
"It's nice to meet you, I guess." Bree tackled him and opened her mouth,
"Omg, Luciano never told me he had a twin. Oh you're so cute my son!" She started petting his head, avoiding the curl. "Don't worry, Mama is here. Nothing's going to get you. You're safe."
'Mare's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his skull, and (Y/n)'s face wasn't much better. Haleth and Fauchereve snickered to themselves, seeing as how they seemed to be the only ones who found it funny.