Enter Hetalia! (Hetalia x Reader)

Prologue

“Come on guys, make-a pasta, not war!”

“NEIN! You dumkoffs!”

“Come on dudes, calm down!”

“Really, gentlemen, calm down, and have some scones!”

“Angleterre, your cooking will only make things worse.”

“Rook, carm down everyone!”

“You immature western countries, aru.”

“Kol kol kol…”

“Guys… listen to me…”

The Axis and the Allies plus Canada were fighting again. It was the end of another unproductive world conference; all the countries except the ones arguing had left early, as they didn’t want to waste their time. Finally, someone stopped.

“Look,” England said, “I’m going out. This is ridiculous.” He walked out the door, causing a momentary silence. Then France stood up.

“I’m too handsome to stay in a stuffy room like this for 5 hours,” he said, then he walked out the door with as much dignity as he could muster.

All the other Allies got up together and left, spewing excuses. Only the Axis were left.

“Germany, can we play-a football?” Italy asked.

“Nein.”

~~~~~~~~~~Le Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~

America walked around England's house alone. The others were in the living room. France was discussing something in French with Canada, China was drinking tea with his baby panda friend, and Russia was sitting on the couch with his pickax and looking creepy.

America was looking for England. He left his front door unlocked, so the Allies just let themselves in. He would never say it to his face, but America was starting to get worried about England. He was looking pretty lonely these days, which only made America feel bad about wanting freedom. But who could blame him? He wasn’t a kid anymore. He deserved freedom. But guilt still gnawed at him every time he laid his eyes on England.

He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice a door slightly ajar at the end of the hallway, will strange lights spilling out and stretching across the floor. He heard a faint chanting and he realized it was England. Being the curious guy he was, he crept closer to the door marked “ENGLAND’S MAN CAVE”.

He peered inside. England was there, with a black cloak swirling around behind him. There seemed to be a strong wind in the room, because his hood was ripped off, revealing his choppy blond hair. America wondered why, so he risked opening the door a little so he could see the source of the wind. He shifted slightly to right, and he wasn’t prepared to see what he saw.

Before England was a swirling portal made of blue and purple clouds, crackling with lightning. England’s voice was barely heard over the howl of the wind and the crackle of thunder. How did I not notice the sound before? America thought, as his mouth hung open from shock. His hand accidentally slipped off the doorknob and the door swung open, making a loud creaking noise.

England’s head whipped around, outrage and shock displayed on his face. His concentration broke, and the portal grew unstable. The clouds turned orange and yellow, and the wind went the other way, pushing a cussing England headfirst into the portal. America panicked.

“GUYS! HELP!”

Thankfully, America was pretty close to the living room, so the others came to his rescue in about 10 seconds. Only they saw that he wasn’t the one who needed rescuing.

“What’s wrong, aru?!”China exclaimed.

“That thing,” America pointed to the shrinking portal, “it ate Iggy.”

France rolled his eyes.

“Guess we ‘ave to go after ‘im,” he said.

Without another word, the five of them in the portal just before it closed.

~~~~~~~~~~Author’s Note~~~~~~~~~~

Hey guys, here’s the prologue to the Enter Hetalia! series that I’m, writing. I think it’s going to be a fun project for me. ^J^

So, if you wanna help me out with the plot or something, feel free to comment!

Anyways, what will become of our Allies? Where is Reader-chan, or should I say, you?

Find out next time on, Enter Hetalia!

Kthnxbai.