hetalia 1p x 2p x reader icecream

other country's to?

the mafia germany walked up to you with a slight dark smirk. "so verry nice to meet vyou." 

1p germany stepped inbetween you and the other him protectivly.  "i have no clue vwho vyou are but i vwould suggest-"

a loud yelp cut of germany.

"GET OFF ME YOU BLOODY GIT!!!" you here an english voice call out. the next thing you know, england came stumbling out of the bushes with a pink haired version of himself following him. america followed soon behind with another him following behind him, continuesly chatting.

"wait, you guys two?!" you say in an unbeleiveing voice. 

"hey, other me, whos that unbeleivably hot chick over there?" other america asked, aproaching you.

"excuse me?"

"no need to excuse yourself sexy. man, youve got a nice-" at that moment, your fist slammed into his face, causing his nose to bleed. "YOU SYCOTIC BITCH!" he yelped, holding his nose.

" vhats my girl." 1p germany cheered.

england sighed. "its bad enough being around france and america. NOW THERES FOUR OF THEM!" he exclaimed, pushing away his other self. "and this gulable idiot came out to!"

"came out of where?" you ask, making england freeze.

"nothing." he said, trying to avoid the question.

"TELL ME OR ILL GOUGE YOUR BLOODY EYES OUT!" YOU yell at him. he put his hands up to his chest in surrender.

"o-ok! ok!.... i... uh.... accidently opened up a parrel univers....." he mumbled quietly.

"ARE YOU F%$*ING KIDDING ME?!" you screamed at him. "i swear, if theres two frances, im going to rip your head off and shove it up your ass!" you threaten.

(hey, sorry i havent done another chapter. so here you go....)