Ever wondered what would happen if you and the Hetalia guys got stuck in Jumanji? Well it's time to find out!
This book will reference the first and second film continuing on from each other. This is my first story on Wattpad, so I hope you enjoy it...
Now, before we (or rather, you) get sucked in, let's get the boring stuff out of the way first, shall we?
References, credits and (copy)rights:
I own the book's cover, as I drew it personally on the Adobe Draw app via iPad I also own the image used for the prologue, as that is me.
I don't own Hetalia - the rights belong to the creator Hidekaz Himaruya. I don't own Jumanji, be it the novel, or either screenplay. I don't own any other images or gifs, or any video clips used. I don't own you either, as far as I'm aware! 😂
All rights go to their respective owners.
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Key:
A/N = Author's Note Y/N = Your Name F/N = Friend's Name H/C = Hair Colour H/S = Hair Style H/L = Hair Length F/C = Favourite Colour S/F/C = Second Favourite Colour
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So, on the book cover I made a flag and called the country Pieland, (cause I love me some pie) and will be referring to your country as such in the book, but if that's not really your thing (or you don't like pie), then please feel free to imagine your own flag and country if you prefer!
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Okay I've rambled on about all that enough now - onto what should be a prologue...
It was a typical day at the World Conference meeting - chaos. Chaos everywhere. But this time would be different. As patient as you were, you had simply reached the end of your limit this time. You decided to step in and stop the arguing once and for all:
"If you all shut the hell up for once, we might actually get something resolved! I'm sick and tired of all the arguments all the damn time - England, France grow up! America - shut up. And as for you, Russia, leave people alone!"
Shocked at your sudden outburst, everyone became silent and stared at you wide eyed, some impressed, some nervous, but one in particular, indignant.
"With all due respect love, I don't see why I'm getting told off - it's not my fault frog face is an idiotic cheese-eating surrender monkey! If anything, blame him, he's the one that started it! Or better yet everyone is always getting at ME - that's not fair!" Britain spat.
"Are you done acting like a child? Because maybe the reason everyone argues with you is because you're the common denominator? Think about it, you're a bit of a hothead to put it bluntly. If you want respect, earn it, don't whine about it like a baby. Now if we're all done here, I suggest a break time, right, Germany?
Germany nodded, impressed by the young nation's wise words.
As you left the conference room, you pondered to yourself; "God some of them treat this like a damn game!"
But little did you know, you'd soon be sucked into one...
