Hetamanji X Reader

Level 1 - Welcome to the Jungle

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A/N: forgot to mention - my apologies for any OOC writing, I'll do my best to keep them as they are and not 'flanderize'. Also when I said I'd make reference to Jumanji - because it's a Hetalia story and a reader insert, there will be references, but it'll be looser for obvious reasons - chapter 1/level 0 made reference to the board game in the first film, but the chapters from here on out will be based more upon the sequel. Sorry if this is not what you were expecting...

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You woke up in a daze as you realised you were not in the conference room (or Kansas 😂) anymore. Unbeknownst to you, you were perched atop a very large and tall tree, so you got quite the shock when you attempted to stand up, only to lose your balance and fall off the branch.

Screaming, as your frail body was mercilessly tossed back and forth between the branches, your h/l, h/c, h/s, billowed out and whipped violently with the strong and relentless wind. Noticing the forest floor below, you closed your eyes, waiting for the hard landing, only to be met with something soft and hard at the same time, with said landing emitted a chorus of loud male sounding groans... Apparently you had landed on top of the other countries who were in a massive, tangled up pile from their own free fall experience.

Getting up, you realised that you were no longer wearing your uniform, but a f/c leather halter top, with s/f/c tiny shorts with a belt and black combat boots, complete with your locket and black fingerless gloves. The top was very short, so you ended up baring your midriff. Upon realising this, you swatted away a mosquito and remarked; "Why am I wearing this outfit in a Jungle? Tiny little shorts, and a leather halter top. I mean, what is this?"

Your fellow countries noticed what you were wearing and were trying (very badly) to hide their ever-growing blush, your own face heated up immediately, resembling a bright shade of red that would put Spain's tomatoes to shame.

You all got over it quickly enough and decided to talk about what to do. In typical world conference style, of course.

"Bloody frog!"

"Black Sheep of Europe!"

"Become one with Mother Russia, da?"

"NO ARU!"

"PASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

If you didn't like it in the conference space, you certainly hated it in a jungle with mosquitos, dangerous creatures and not knowing a) where the hell you were b) not knowing how you got there in the first place and c) how you could get out of there without being eaten alive or killed. You thought you were angry in the meeting room? Well, you were ten times angrier and ready to snap at any minute, but what happened next was the straw that broke the camel's back:

You were shoved over, hard, might I add, by the fighting nations and went straight into the water with a loud splash. A loud gasp filled the air followed by a tense atmosphere so thick you could cut it with a machete. Silence. You rose up from the water and advanced slowly towards 12 petrified adult men. Let it be known that your aura could rival Belarus when you were pissed off enough.

But just as you were about to go any further, you felt warm breaths on your half exposed body, you turned around to see a large hippopotamus and it looked hungry... Unfortunately, your attempts to get away proved futile as your foot snagged on some kind of vine and your attacker caught you with its massive jaws and promptly dragged you back into the water.

After the countries witnessed what had just happened, they began to panic. Some cried out "Wait - What just happened to her?" And "Is she dead? Did she die?", some were angry, but one voice spoke up above everyone else's, it was Britain:

"Wait a second. Guys, we've been selfish, you know? Our fighting led to y/n getting eaten by that thing."

"Hippopotamus"

"Yeah, whatever, but seriously, she could be dead because we were stupid and didn't work together. We let our pride get in the way, but most of all, we just ended up like we were in that world meeting, and y/n doesn't deserve any of this, does she? So let's stop all this petty fighting and try to get out of here alive. Together, right?"

Once again, there was quiet, until the countries agreed, everyone hugged (even Japan, though he was more forced by the others) after that they all heard a noise and looked up:

You 'fell' on top of Japan, who freaked out and pushed you off of his back, before realising his mistake. He blushed and apologised profusely before helping you stand up.

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((Timeskip brought to you by Carameldansen in a forest))

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You all went to a cliff to check out each other's particular strength(s) and weakness(es)

You got...

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A/N: Sorry to cut you off, but I'm a wee bit busy with sleep right now, so I'll probably write some more tomorrow if my schedule allows for it, haha... 😅

Hope you're enjoying it thus far! 😁

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