Enter Hetalia! (Hetalia x Reader)

Chapter 1: The Portal

_____ walked through downtown Toronto on a friend’s day out. She was hanging out with her best friend Brendon Suzushiro (half Canadian, half Japanese). He had messy wheat colored hair, and dark brown eyes. He had a somewhat oriental style face, and he was slightly shorter than _____, which really ticked him off.

“It’s not fair, I should be taller!” he would always say to her.

“Not my fault you’re short,” she always replied. Then he would stalk off and pout for a day.

He was kind of skinny, but he was okay at sports and was really funny. But don’t get me wrong, _____ was awesome too. She had (length) (color) hair, and (color) eyes. She was kind of a tomboy (just go along with it if you’re not) and she was very funny. She was often found play fighting with Brendon, as if they were kittens. She liked playing videogames with Brendon and her other friends, and she was basically one of those girls that her male friends called “one of the guys”. Don’t worry, she wasn’t alone on that one (cough cough).

That day, little did _____ know, was about to change her life. She and Brendon just so happened to walk in front of an alleyway talking about their favorite animes, (Lelouche is such a weird name.” “Meh, Britannians are weird. But he is a jerk.” “Yeah, we might as well call him Ledouche.”) when a flash of color caught their eye.

“Hold up,” _____ said. She practically dragged Brendon back to the spot they were just at.

“Argh, jeez lady, you have a grip,” he said, before he stopped. There was a swirling portal of orange and yellow clouds at the end of the alleyway. Even from this distance, they could feel wind pushing their hair off their foreheads.

“Should we check it out?” she asked. Brendon shook his head.

“Nope, what if it’s a trick to get a teenage girl to go into the alley and get raped? I’m your fearless protector, I couldn’t let that happen to you,” he said with a lopsided grin. _____ snorted.

“Oh please, if anything, I’m the one protecting you,” she said, “and besides, it looks too realistic for some street pervert. You’d need a green screen to make an effect like that, and as you can see, there’s no green screen. Or computer for that matter.”

“Fine, whatever you say, professor,” Brendon said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. She rolled her eyes and started down the alley. Brendon shuffled a bit in place, before following his friend. (Brendon you wuss.) They reached the swirling funnel of colorful cloud, getting buffeted by the strong wind.

“What is it?!” _____ yelled over the wind.

“You honestly think I have the answer, woman?!” Brendon yelled back. Then, out of nowhere, lightning crackled in the clouds and blinded the two. When their vision cleared, _____ registered that there wasn’t any more wind, but there was a lot of groaning and whimpering. She looked down and freaked out.

Lying in a heap at her feet, were 5 guys. But not just any 5 guys. They looked awfully familiar, even though she hadn’t met them before. Not in person anyways. No, it wasn’t One Direction, these guys were much cooler.

“B-Brendon?” she stuttered.

“Y-yeah, I s-see them…” he muttered back.

They helped untangle the mass of bodies (she realised, that there were actually 6 guys, cuz Canada) and helped the boys stand up. _____ thought she ought to be polite, so she asked the first question that came to her head.

“U-uh… who are you?”

“They just came from nowhere, and you’re asking them who are they?! Aren’t you worried whether or not their aliens or something?” Brendon asked. _____ shot him a look and he shut his mouth. The dude with extremely thick eyebrows spoke up.

“I’m Arthur Kirkland,” he said. He looked as if he hadn’t used that name for a while. _____ could guess why. She recovered from her shock and tugged on Brendon’s sleeve.

“Excuse me, but I need to talk to my friend,” she said. She turned around and whispered in Brendon’s ear.

“Dude, I think these guys are from Hetalia.”

“Oh no, not that show again.”

“What? It’s a good show. But don’t they look like those pictures I showed you?”

“I don’t pay attention to guys. I pay attention to the ladies.”

“Whatever you perv.” _____ turned around and addressed the 5 guys standing in front of her.

“Are you guys countries?” she said. (Hey, you gotta give her props for being direct.) The boys wore stunned expressions.

“W-what?” said the second tallest boy. He wore glasses and his hair was blonde, with one hair sticking up. “W-we’re not countries, what are you talking about? Hahaha…” he laughed nervously.

“What’s your name then?” _____ asked.

“Ameri- I mean Alfred,” he suddenly looked very interested in his shoes.

“Bloody idiot…” said the second shortest boy. His eyebrows were extremely thick.

“Dude, those eyebrows…” Brendon muttered, his eyes wide. _____ couldn’t help but laugh.

“Alright, enough of this,” she looked at each of the five guys in turn and said, “We’ve dragged it out enough.” (No please, I need 1000 words!)

She pointed to all five of them, and went like, “You’re England, you’re America, you’re Russia, you’re China, you’re France, and you’re Canada.” Their faces were again, shocked. Like, OH MY GOD SHE’S ON TO US! shocked. They would’ve denied it more, but suddenly, the portal decided to be a dick and come back. It was orange and yellow, which meant it was still unstable. It sucked up all 8 of them in the alley way disappeared once more. Good job portal.

~~~~~~~~~~Author’s Note~~~~~~~~~~

If you’ve noticed, I tried writing a little bit like Rick Riordon. If you don’t know who he is then you’re LAME. Nah, just kidding. I thought it would be a nice change, since every time I write; I end up writing like a freaking Englishman. I thought I should start writing like an American. Or in this case, a Canadian. So I hope you liked the first chapter. (Yes, 1000 words!)

Kthnxabai.