Hetalia Countries Play Slenderman/Horror Games

Denmark

XD hey guys so this one was pretty fun to write. Denmark's up, as promised:D so you guys can tell me which chapters you liked best in the comments! I'd love to see what your favorite chapters are and if you like the story...from the looks of it, you guys love it:) so anyway, why don't y'all smash that vote button, drop a request or comment, and stay epic, kay?!

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"SICK! A GAME!!!" Denmark yelled, upon seeing his accidental-boyfriend, Norway-or as they called him to piss him off, Norvay-holding a video game. "Since when do you play video games, Nor?"

"I don't. This was merely recommended to me-"

"Don't care! Mine now!" Denmark yelled, grabbing the slenderman game and running down to the Nordics' computer study. As soon as he put the game in, he slammed the door shut and collapsed in the gamer chair. "Yeah, yeah. Find pages, creepy notes, all that useless shit. Lemme plaaaay!" Denmark whined, fast-forwarding through the instructions and clicking play.

As soon as he was in the forest, he instantly started third-person commentating...for the fun of pissing off his friends. "Denmark has found his brave self inside a deep dark wood-WOOD! THAT'S SO DIRTY! Now he's walking forward, scanning the forest around him. Pages, pages, gotta catch em all-"

"DENMARK! SHUT! UP!" Called a chorus of voices and accents from around the house. Denmark nearly wet himself laughing. Before he knew it, he'd found his way into a crash site with a bunch of smashed vehicles. He knew to check all of them, in case he found a page. After weaving his way through the maze of overturned trucks and cars, he caught a page on the side of a moving van.

"Denmark is deep in the forest now...and in deep shit with the other Nordics...there seems to be static on the screen... HOLY ROLLING BALLS! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" He screamed, slenderman's face flashing across his screen as slenderman's legs started having towards him. "BACK UP, BACK THE SHIT UP, MAN!" He screeched, backing his character away and running into the woods. After about five minutes of running (and trying not to cry), Denmark found a white tile building. "Thank god, a shelter," he said, running into the building, then stopping in his virtual tracks. The walls were smeared with blood, the corners were pitch black with darkness, the while tile floor was matted over with dirt and death threats were scratched all over the walls. Denmark's eyes were wide with shock, fear, and surprise. "Should NOT have come in this hellshack...," he muttered, slowly walking through the winding, confusing, and terrifying halls. After a while of walking, Denmark found another page. Without bothering to read it, he clicked it. Once again, static began to take over his screen and he yelled, "OK, TIME TO GET THE F**K OUT OF HERE!!!!"

Rushing through the halls, with a monster thing chasing him, Denmark frantically searched for an exit door. the static was getting worse, and Denmark was getting scared. He hit a dead end of a corridor, and turned around.

Standing at the end of the hall was slenderman. The music shrieked in Denmark's ears, and slenderman rushed toward his character at alarming speed. YOU DIED flashed across the screen, as did slenderman's head. Denmark screamed, then instinctively kicked the computer desk and jumped back from the flashing monitor. He panted hard, flat against a wall, then his eyes went wide. Slowly, he looked down.

"Awe shit...." he muttered at his darkened, wetted pants.