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Chapter 2

~ Lastly on Hetalia ~

~Meanwhile somewhere in France ~
(F/Name)'s POV ~

"Jackass," I said under my breath.

"I agree," the man that was dragged back in told me.

With the little light in the room I can see he's wearing a torn tan suit with a red dress shirt and a black tie. He has green eyes and dark brown hair with a strange curl on the right side.

"How long have you been held here?," I asked him.

"Not sure...you?"

"I think over a week...I'm (F/Name)....what's your name?"

"Lovino, Lovino Vargas"

"Nice to meet you Lovino," I said with a soft smile on my face.

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~Reader's POV ~
In the van~

Okay...I take this next left turn and the hotel should be just a couple blocks away.......wow this hotel is huge!

3rd POV ~

The hotel is big as the Breakers mansion in New Port Rhode Island. Within the building there are over 350 rooms, an indoor pool, and a big ballroom to contain either a big meeting or a party.

~Reader's POV ~

I pulled up to one of the ten handicapped spots and parked the van.

"W-what do you think of the hotel?," Matthew asked.

"It's gorgeous," I replied.

"It sure is, wait until we go inside" Alfred told me with a smile on his face.

"We should get inside. It looks like it'll rain soon," Matthew said before I unlocked the doors and pressed the button for the ramp to slide out from underneath the van.

Once again I was struck with awe as I entered into the hotel. Beautiful paintings are hung on the walls, white marble flooring, marbled sculptures up against the walls above doorways, red curtains placed for each window, and golden leaves etched onto the walls and ceiling. Each golden leaf looked as if someone carefully painted each one.

"It's beautiful is it not," I turned to my left to find a man with a French accent. The man's hair is blond at shoulder length with a stubble. Wearing white dress shirt, red pants, and black dress shoes.

"It's very beautiful," I told him.

"Francis, it's good to see you"

"Good to see you too Matthew," the Frenchman said as the two gave each other a hug.

I decided to go over to the front desk and leave them be to catch up.

"Bonjour"

"Bonjour, how can I help you?" a lady asked me just as she finished placing a mini stand at the center of the desk that's containing maps of France.

"Yes I'd like to book a room," I asked her in French.

The woman looked at me with wide eyes before smiling at me and checking for unoccupied rooms.

"It looks like there is a king size bed on the mainfloor that is available," she turns around to grab a key and gives it to me.

"Your room is number 27 and I hope you have a wonderful time visiting France," she told me while also giving me one of the maps from the desk, her smile never leaving her face.

"Thank you," I said to her. Leaving the front desk to go find hotel room number 27.

Mini time skip~

Let's see....23...24...25....26.....ah here it is room 27! I thought as I reached my hotel room and unlocked the door.

"Bullocks! Of all places why hold the meeting here?!? And where the hell is that Frenchman?," someone mumbles in a British accent as he closes and locks hotel room number 26.

"Is the Frenchman you're talking about by chance have blond hair and a stubble?," I asked him. The British man jumped a little before looking at me with his emerald eyes.

"Aa..yes, have you seen him?" he asked.

"Last I saw he was talking with Matthew by the front door," I told him.

"Forgive me, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Arthur, Arthur Kirkland" he introduced himself.

"My name is (Name), (Name) (Last Name). Nice to meet you," I said to him with a soft smile.

Arthur smiled and says, " See you later love~"

"See you later," I said to him before opening the door in front of me.

Meanwhile~
3rd POV ~

"What do you suppose he wants with 5 humans?"

"Not sure Flavio...."

"And why the hell do you think he wants with us potato bastard!"

"I don't know but whatever it is....it's so unawesome!"

"Shh....here he comes," Flavio whispered as the door opened. This time it wasn't the man in neon clothing.

The man standing before them has tangled shoulder length dirty blond hair with a stubble. Wearing a silky purple dress shirt with black pants and shoes. Stomping on a cigarette he just finished.

The five of them look at each other for a few moments.

"Francois"

"Flavio," the man known as Francois says before walking over to the sleeping girl with (h/c) hair, carefully picked her up and left before closing the door behind him.

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