Arthur POV
"Mein gott its raining!"Prussia flinched feeling a bit of water falling down."We should find a shelter"germany suggested."Wait..."I said."What is it artie?" america asked me with the nickname that i hate so much. "When did we get here...?" I asked surprised to see a big mansion in front of us.
America gasp and said"I-I dont know..."We was confused but when i turned around the path is blocked with roses..."What the?" "What artie?" "mon amour! the path! its blocked!"France shout.
"What the hell? magic?" i feel some kind of magic from this house.But...Its a mix feeling.Like the magic is angry but at the same time sad."...I think...We need to enter the house..."Arthur suggested.
//Ok i forgot to tell you guys that this is my first story so sorry if it sucks😅😅
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Hetalia the witch house
FanfictionThe nations was walking in the woods to find a haunted house and it suddenly started raining.They have no choice but to take shelter in the "witch house".Why? because the path is blocked.They cant get out. Hetalia and witch house combine to one! i...
