Italy turned around to see a blond girl holding his rose. She smiled picked a petal out, said " She loves me." and starts running away with it. When the petal was picked out, Italy felt a sudden jolt of pain. He chased after her. Every few steps, Mary would say " She loves me." and " She loves me not." alternately. Before the rose ran out of petals, Italy managed to grab her by the leg and trip her in front of a hole. He walked over to the hole and, unexpectedly, Mary pushed him in. The fall made him uncounscious.
When he woke up, he was in a room full of roses of different colors, with an empty frame hanging on the wall. He starts looking around the room, feeling pain all over his body. He finally saw his rose in a group of yellow roses. As he picket it up, a pale hand grabbed his hand, a hole opened up in the bush of yellow roses and he was pulled in.
Ib followed the trail until in ended in front of a door. The door is mostly covered in thorny vines. She carefully opened it. It lead to a room filled with roses wuth an empty frame over at the wall. She searched the room for any sign of Italy or Mary. Soon enough, she found Italy's rose. It was lying near the corner of the room. It lost a lot of petals Ib thought but not all of it. Suddenly the room shaked, it seemed to blue and the vines started crawling towards her. She ran for the door but she tripped over a vine, leaving cuts on her lower leg. It wrapped around it and they vines started covering her body quickly. While she can still move her arms, she hastily searched he pocket for the lighter but dropped it as a vine wrapped around her her wrist.
Italy woke up and got on his feet. He is in a room that's color black with a painting. He saw his rose laying near where he fell. As he picked it up, he thought This rose! It's fake. As he said that in mind, the rose rotted and vanished. He walked over at the painting. The painting was a perfect apple with one part sliced revealing a rotten inside. The apple is held by a pale hand that can barely be seen in the shadowing of the painting. The word " Tricket" was written on the nameplate. The painting seemed to change as he looked at the apple. He hesitated and looked at the apple. When he did, the painting turned into a picture of him and his friends escaping the mansion. He felt happy seeing it. While he was appreciating it, the painting turned into him standing in the middle of his friends' dead bodies in the mansion. He quickly looked away from it. After a while, he looked back at it. It was now back to the original apple painting. The nameplate to has changed from " Tricked" to "False Hope". He roamed around the room. There was no door leading out of it but as he approached the left wall, he saw a button with the words " Press for non-false hope." written above it. Italy thought Should I press it?. He sighed and thought I don't think there's any other thing in this room which can possibility show me the way out. So, he pressed it.When he did, the painting, False Hope, down to reveal an empty canvas with a nameplate above it. Italy walked over to it and read the nameplate. Hope he thought. He looked at what used to a blank canvas. It's now a door very identical to the front door of the mansion. It had the front door key in it.
Italy opened it to find the room filled with roses. He before he closed the door, he tried to pull out the key. But it seems to be part of the door itself. He sighed and closed it. When he walked towards the door leading out, he noticed a lighter amongst a few drips of blood. He picked it up. It only has a few oil left. He turned to see Ib attached to the once empty frame with thorny vines. He quickly ran over to her and pulled out the vines. She was unconcious but alive. She's alive. Thank goodness. Italy thought. He looked at the nameplate below the painting. Thorns is written on it.
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What If....( HetaOni and Ib crossover)[UNDER EDITING]
FanfictionNOTE: UNDER HEAVY EDITING NOTE: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAYED WATCH OR READ ABOUT IB OR HETAONI. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Two people, on opposite sides of a gateway find themselves in a rather life-threatening situation. Louder and louder...