The Runaways (A Hetalia x Reader Story)

31- Spanish Fight

The Runaways
Chapter 31
Spanish Fight

- Captain Kirklands POV -

The breeze of the ocean and the fresh blowing wind hit my face, I smiled as I steered the ship west towards the Caribbean. Today couldn't be better.

- First Person POV -

The dust only seemed to pile up in this storage. I had found a supply of fresh water but it was a bit warmer than I would like. The heat from above seemed to surround me in such disdainful ways. I wish today had gone better.

- Captain Kirkland's POV -

We arrived quicker than Jefferson, a friend of mine had thought through planning on the navigations. This was good.

I called everyone to the deck so that I could say something. Most everyone was already here since they were all looking at the island.

"Men, this island is our home, do not disturb it. Feel free to explore, for we will be docked for the night and we will leave tomorrow at noon." I said. They all cheered as the boat went to the docks. I let Jefferson tie it up while we all got a head start on the relaxing. I'll admit, though the sea is fantasic, it can get exhausting without a little excitement.

"Arthur." A stern voice called me from behind. "What is it?" I growled as I turned towards my brother whose arms were crossed.

"You know what. I didn't notice up until now since I had paperwork to attend to, where is that Alfred character?" He hissed.

"He's in Holland. I didn't want someone who knew the secret aboard my ship." I explained. Allistor frowned and walked up to me, "You idiot, this isn't just about you. Whoever that was, he knew me too. You were meant to keep him aboard so we could either make sure he learnt his lesson to not tell anyone or to find out how he knew that."

I turned away, "I'm not an idiot, I know that." I spoke.

"Oh?" He laughed, "So you kicked the guy off with that knowledge if that thick head of yours?" He looked angry as he walked off, "You're such an idiot Arthur!" He was walking away and I didn't feel like walking after him. I felt a bit annoyed now, not as happy as I was.

What have I done? What was I thinking? I needed that guy aboard.

Well, if he's in Holland, I might get someone to bring him over.

- First Person POV -

The ship hasn't moved for a while. I think we have docked? I don't know but I should check it out. If we have, I'm going to be so happy. I cannot take this heat anymore.

I walked up the wooden stairs to the old cabin rooms. No one was in their rooms, they surely must have docked.

I headed to the deck of the ship slowly as I looked around.

There was a guy with a black bandana on his head talking to a woman on the dock beside the ship, he must be one of the crew members showing off the ship. He might be a threat to me though.

"Dammit. How dare he talk to me like that! I will bring him the damn corpse of that Alfred guy so he can kiss that damn thing if he misses him so damn much!" I heard a man saying as he got closer to where I was. That was most definitely Arthur Kirkland. Without a doubt. It was. The quirkiest kirkward, Kirkland.

I... Should probably hide right now.

I stepped back and snuck into the closest cabin and quietly shut the door behind me. This was good, I was safe for... OH FUCK ME!

This is England's fucking room oh god I'm going to die!

It was like in one of the movies. The door slowly opened an he stepped inside...