An update finally I bet you all are pleased.
I'm sad to say I lost the files to my other Hetalia one shot so it is going to be a while before I come back on it, sorry.
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As your hand skimmed across many objects, your fingers immediately grasped onto a silky feeling of a thin layered piece, before tugging the unknown item out of the black bag.
A piece of ripped cloth remain in your clasped hand, then gently unclasped it to see a navy blue texture, and with three weird -looking material on it, like two curls on each side while in the middle a pointy triangle which are all wrapped in a band.
'Weird' You thought to yourself.
"Oh no, not him." The British guy mumbled out to himself.
"What? Not who? Is that person mean?" You started to shake.
"What? No, no, they are not mean, exactly, you've got an idiot frog." He whispered out.
Unexpectedly, you were sent off of your feet as you were twirled around in someone's arms.
"I get (Y/N)!" A very familiar voice cheered out.
They placed you closer to their chest. The chest that had a familiar warmth from the beginning of being here.
Your weak arms gave enough energy to at least push yourself to get a glimpse of that person's face.
Then you saw him.
"Mr Francis! Have I got you?"
"Oui chéri, you do." He smiled.
You couldn't help but cry out tears of joy for the greatest thing you had never received before, then instantly, you wrapped your arms around his neck as you hid your face under his chin whilst his face breathed through your hair.
"I'm zo t'rilled to 'ave you az my daug'ter, you vill enjoy being in France and z'e vazhion, ov courze!"
The English guy gave a huff as he returned everything back to everyone.
"Does anyone know where is our next meeting?" Yelling out to no one in particular.
"It iz in my country." Francis spoke up with a smirk, which resulted in a groan from the Englishman.
"You better bring (Y/N) back in one piece." He pointed a finger at him.
"I vould never 'urt z'e fille." Francis was a bit upset as his free hand was held to his chest as he felt offended by that.
"We know what you are like." He growled and that panic-stricken your body to make yourself hide against Francis' capelet as whimpers spilt out of your mouth.
"Look v'at you done, you made 'er cry." Francis rubbed your back tenderly as a way to calm you down.
"Now az you all don't mind I z'ink we zhould be leaving." Without a word, France gripped you close to his body as he walked out of the large room.
"I'm sorry Francis." Rubbing the tears from your red eyes.
"V'at vor? I at leazt manage to ezcape vithout getting into anoz'er large vight." Smiling while holding you tightly against his body.
"Papa, papa!" A quiet voice managed to boom the hallway for you both to hear it.
France shifted to the voice, a young blonde male came rushing up, as soon he was close enough he ran out of breath and bent over to catch his breath whilst holding a fluffy, white polar bear, which are known to live in cold habitats to what you saw last time on television when your mum was out buying her expensive gifts.
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Hetalia x Child!Abused!Reader
FanficI don't know all the character's personalities but to those who enjoy Hetalia, this is different to read than most of the stories I make. It is rather a bit violent at the start so don't push yourself to read something you don't like.
