Hellhole to Hetalia Heaven [ADOPTED BY @pastalover11]

Chapter 5~ I Speak Your Language

While Alfred drove us the few blocks to their house, Arthur describes the current sleeping arangements. Arthur shared a room with Vladimir, Lukas, and Matthew. Then Yao, Kiku, Ivan, and Emil. Another group had Alfred, Gilbert, Francis, and Mathais. The last room had Ludwig, Feliciano, Romano, Berwald and Tino.

I laugh to myself as alfrdd parked the huge machine. I wasn't even sure what to call it, because technically it's a truck, but it's more like a high-speed truck. ' pretty sure it's even got bulletproof glass. I laugh again.

Since it's lunchtime by now, Arthur offers to make everyone scones. Obviously no one agreed. While he's pouting on the couch, I ask Yao and Francis to cook lunch. They eagerly agree, and set straight to work.

"Who is this?" I twirl around at the sudden unfamiliar voice, but relax when I recognize Vladimir as its source. It seems he had just come downstairs, and five absolutely HUGE cats are following him. The creatures are the size of German Shepards, and can only be the Nordics.

"Bună ziua Vladimir, Numele meu este Zeralina, dar tu să-mi spui Zera." I smile at him. His face shows how shocked he is that I can speak in perfect Romanian. (Hello Vladimir, My name is Zeralina, but you can call me Zera.) 

"Wow! Hvad er det med den varme kylling?" One of the cats spoke, and I know it's Mathais. (Danish: Wow! What's with the hot chic?)

"Du ved, jeg forstod det. Det var slags uforskammet af dig." I answered his Danish words with some of my own. (You know, I understood that. That was kind of rude of you.)

"Åh, undskyld! Du kan tale dansk?" He meowed back to me. Everyone was watching, not able to understand what we were saying. (Oh, sorry! You can speak Danish?)

"I can speak bits and peices of many languages, including those of everyone who lives here. Some I'm more fluent in then others." I look around.

"Oletko todella pystyy?" An adorable cat asked. (Finnish: Are you really able to?)

"Kyllä, todella." I tell him. (Finnish: Yes, really.) I continue in English. "I also know who all of you are, and that each of you is the personification of a country." The six who I had just met looked at me doubtfully, so I proved it. I point to each, and state who they were and what country in their respective native tongues.

"Vladimir, română." I point at the human.

"Tino, Suomi." The cutest cat.

"Mathais, Danmark." The feline who had spoken first.

"Berwald, Sverige." The largest cat.

Looking at the last two cats, I could tell who was who by the slight size difference. I point to the larger, then the smaller.

"Lukas, Norge." I switch languages as while my gaze flickers to the last cat. "Emil, Ísland." I smile at them as everyone is stunned into silence.

"Ótrúlegt." Emil breaks it first. (Amazing.)

"Þakka þér." I told him. (Icelandic: Thank you.)

Yao pokes his head out of the kitchen then. "Lunch is ready!" He tells us, before disappearing again.

~small time skip~

After lunch, everyone sat around talking. The 'cats' had wandered to some other part of the house, and I sat in a lounge chair. I quietly observe everyone and compare them to what I know about the anime; Hetalia.

Alfred is loud and obnoxious, check. Matthew is quiet and mostly forgotten, check. Poor guy. Arthur and Francis are arguing about something stupid, check. Yao is telling Ivan that "They are so immature, aru." Ivan has his purple aura faintly glowing. Vladimir is sitting off to the side, queitly, not getting involved in anything. I take the time to study his features. (Sophisticated way of saying that I was checking him out... lol)