What's Up With These People and Curls? {My Hetalia Fanfic}

Chapter 18: Thanks and Dresses

I started typing this while my family and I were going to the beach. I'm so tired... I woke up at five am. Ugh... Enjoy the chapter!

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"Who could that have been?" I asked, flopping backwards onto the bed.

"Well, judging by the figure, it's a women," Arthur answered.

"That rules out a lot of people," Alfred said.

"Yeah. Arthur, could you help with Juli? She's never been sick before, so I don't know what to do," I admitted.

He smiled. "Sure, I'll help. I have taken care of plenty of colonies in my time."

"Yeah, we get it. You're old. Could you just take care of the kid?" Alfred joked. Arthur glared at him. "What? I'm just trying to lighten the mood a little."

Arthur sighed. "I can see that." He sat down at my desk after turning the chair to face the rest of us. "Well, regular fever medicine doesn't work much on us, and-"

"Oh, crud!" I got many stares as I shot up.

"What is it?" Arthur asked.

"What time is it?" I asked.

Arthur looked at his watch. "Almost four-thirty."

"I'm gonna be late for work!" I jumped up from the bed. "Thank you guys so much for helping me out!" I said while pulling out my waitress dress, socks, headpiece, and shoes.

"You wear that at work?" Alfred asked.

"Yeah, but if you think the dress is bad, just listen to the "compliments" I get." I sighed. I rushed to the door after grabbing my bag after emptying it's contents onto the floor. "Bye!" I closed the door and stuffed my clothes into the bag. After that, I ran as fast as I could to work.

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I opened the door to the restaurant, clocked in, and rushed to the bathroom. I changed quickly and threw my school clothes into my bag.

I looked into the mirror. "I just can't get used to it."

I wore a black dress that went a fourth of the way down the upper part of my legs. A white apron was on over it that frilled on the edges. I wore white socks that went to my knees, black Mary Janes with barely any heel, and a white headpiece with my hair in a top-knot ponytail.

"Ugh..." I spun on my heel and walked out of the bathroom.

On my way to serve my first table, I got a wolf whistle. Of course, I had to smile on the outside, but on the inside I was kicking him where the sun doesn't shine.

"Your sweet tea, ma'am," I told the women I served.

"Danke," she replied. I recognized her from somewhere, but I couldn't quite place her since she didn't show me her face. (German: Thanks.)

"Keine Ursache," I replied to her with a rather horrible German accent. (German: Do not mention it.)

She laughed a little. "I have a friend that you remind me of." She turned to me.

We both gaped. I recognized her face immediately.

"Victoria?!"

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Now it's nine pm... I've been up for sixteen hours...

Sorry for the short chapter, but that's where I wanted it to end. At least I typed it all on the same day, and (half of it) on my new laptop! (I would like to thank my awesome parents! Love you, mom and dad!) Hope you enjoyed it!

Stay positive and eat pasta~! Buh-bye~!