Roadtrip?! Hetalia x Reader

25: Fight

When you're at cottage and everyone's outside, but you want to write a new chapter.

No one's POV:

It has been about an hour now since you woke up. Others had come back about 30 minutes ago, and you felt really uncomfortable, knowing that there was more insane people in the house. You haven't yet seen all of them though, since they were keeping you in the basement and Allen was watching you so you wouldn't try to do anything stupid.

You wondered what the other 2ps were like.

"Hey Allen?" You asked and he just grunted as response so you knew that he was listening. He was swinging his baseball bat from side to side with his other hand and was gazing at the floor, bored.

"How many of you are here, in this house, right now?" You asked.

"And why the fuck should i tell you that?" He asked.

"Swear jar~!" Oliver's voice was heard from the other side of the room's door.

Allen just rolled his eyes and then looked at you waiting for an answer.

"Mm.. Well it wouldn't hurt to tell, right? And it would be nice to know how many murderers i'm dealing with" You explained and chuckled nervously.

"Not all of us are fucking murderers" He responded.

You looked at him.

"Well.. most of us are.." He admitted.

"But Luciano (2p! Italy) and Flavio (2p! Romano) are here with Lutz (2p! Germany) and Kuro (2p! Japan). Then there's Andres (2p! Spain) and Gilen (2p! Prussia). And me, Oliver, Francois (2p! France), Zao (2p! China), Viktor (2p! Russia) and.. Mathieu (2p! Canada). That's all of us i guess" Allen informed and you nodded, trying to remember who was 2p version of who.

(Sorry if some of the names are wrong)

You had already come to the result that you wouldn't be able to escape anytime soon and you wanted to know more about your kidnappers, so you could have a little bigger chanches to escape later.

Some time passed and you wanted to ask some more questions.

"Allen?" You asked and he grunted.

"What the fuck do you want?" He asked and tightened his grip of his baseball bat. You shrieked a little. You definently didn't want to be hit by that, specifially because it had nails on it.

"Um.. Uh.. Why my 2p isn't here? Where is she?" You asked, or whispered being afraid that he will hit you if you asked too much.

Allen leaned against the wall and looked at you with a poker face.

"She left" He simply stated, almost like he wouldn't want to talk about it.

"Left? Why?" You asked, now interested.

"Mind your own fucking business" He replied and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Pleaseee?" You asked. You just for some reason wanted to know why your 2p had left. You had last seen her about three or four years ago, and then she was good friends with 2p! Allies, or specifically with 2p! F.A.C.E family.

"No" Allen responded, and looked extremly irritated.

"Please?" You asked once again, and you knew that you were walking on a thin ice.

Allen suddenly hit the wall, frustrated and you yelped backing away from him a bit.

"Okay! Fuck this shit i'm out. I'm not going to fucking babysit you anymore. Someone else can fucking do this. I'm leaving" He said, with angry look in his eyes and you wondered how many swear words he could say in one sentence.