The Idiotic Adventures Of Anna Parker (Hetalia FanFic) (EDITING)

Unfortunate Events

{A/N- before i start any of this, I want to tell you that I am skipping a few weeks, okay? is this okay for you? IS IT? Anyways, I just wanted it to be winter, because it was sometime in early November and I want it to be closer to winter because I like snow and it's always so ROMANTIC. You know what that means, clouds *eyebrow wiggles*

So, sorry for this *waves arms above*. Without further ado, the chapter.}

"Does it ever snow here?" Mathias asks, glancing from the window towards me. I look from Makayla and Justin bickering to the blonde. I shrug, "It kind of depends. Sometimes it does, but usually not." I say, pushing up my glasses. "It hails like a bitch though." Sarah says with a yawn. I roll my eyes at her before looking back at the sexual tension going between Makayla and Justin. I smirk. If they got married, and had kids, they'd have the most stubborn children... Sort of like their Aunty Anna.

"Get your own chair!"

"How about you go to your house?!"

"Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you over your overly large ego."

"Real funny, but I think your ego is getting in the way of seeing."

"Why don't you-?"

I then decide to have a obviously fake, and overly loud, cough attack. "Sorry, must be something in the air." I say when the whole room turns in my direction. Gilbert rolls his eyes, "Do you mean you chocked on it?" I frown at him, "Go die." Arthur makes a low noise while looking at me with his wonderful eyes. I smile innocently. "Sorry, Mr. Kirkland." Despite school letting out for winter break three days ago, I still call him that because... why the hell not? It annoys him and makes him frustrated.

Definitely a win-win for me, no? Just when Arthur opens his mouth to protest the home phone rings and to avoid disproving from him, I dive for it. "Hello?" I answer with a slight smile directed in his direction. "Anna?" Alfred's voice comes through the line. I blink slowly. "Yes?" Unfortunately, I have failed to notice that he has been gone for a while now. And all he did was go into the city a bit way to get us dinner. Maybe he forgot... I glance out the window to see the hail coming down. Or he's stuck in the middle of some road.

"I - uh - I'm in little trouble." I raise an eyebrow, getting up from the couch for a quieter, and more private, area to discuss this in. "And by that you mean?" I ask in a calm tone for now. I mean, I'll probably freak out if he's stuck or something. "I- Wait, promise me that you won't freak out."

"I would never."

"Anna Marie, I know you. Promise me."

"Fine, I promise."

"If you do, you owe me a favor."

"Alfred." I say in a warning tone. The blonde boy on the line sighs heavily. "Alright, I'm, uh, alone on the middle of the, uh road." Oh, well, looks like my worst fear at the moment came true. "What?" I ask dumbly, to make sure he's telling me the truth. He's silent for a moment, probably trying to word it more carefully so I won't turn all sass master on him. "I got suck on the side of the road- and before you yell and freak out," He stops me when I take a sharp intake of breath. "I slid off the road because of something in the middle of the road-" My first thought was a zombie, but I kept that to myself, "-And now it won't start. Will you send someone- no. Will you come for me?"

I blink again. Is he stupid? If I go to fetch him, we'd probably get so annoyed with each other that if blurt out something I didn't mean. And then, the whole awkward stuff will happen again and I'll have to hug him and tell him that he's my favorite American. I huff at the thought. "Please? I don't want anyone else to make fun of me." He's whining. Whining. I sigh, grabbing my nose slightly. "Alfred..." I start, not to sure how I'm going to end it. "Please, Anna?" Oh God. He's begging. I'd be heartless if I said no. "Fine, tell me where you are and I'll come and get you, idiot."