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Headphone Connector- AmeriAAMU (Hetalia/WattpadHetalianAuthor)

A/N: Ooookkkaaayyy….I made this one out of no inspiration at all .___. All because I hardly know AmericaAteMyUsername unlike GoogleSearchBarz, so I’m sorry if this is not for your taste and maybe in the cliché side… *bows apologetically*

This is a new oneshot celebrating my new found love for my new shipping: AmeriAAMU who are getting married next week and maybe I’m not there to see it myself…. TT^TT

To ReBluellion, I DID NOT betray UsPh, it’s still in a special place in my heart.

Dedicated to AAMU aka AmericaAteMy Username

And inspired by the profile picture in @Offical_AAMU

Enjoy~!

PS. Sorry if there is some wrong grammar, misplaced sentences and etc.

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Our main character in this short story is one of the famous Wattpad Hetalian Authors, AAMU who is currently walking her way to a local music shop in her neighborhood.

She stopped to look up and smiled, her hazel eyes beaming. She now stood in front of the shop and entered as she listened to the soft beep of opening and closing of the two doors.

The music shop was a two-floored building with all the music you can name of, it became famous for its updates in new music today. It was alive before the female was born. She headed off to the section where they sell music from the 19’s and where their headphones have microphones.

She guessed that they didn’t have headphones without microphones yet but she didn’t care as long she could listen to her favorite music. She was happy because the shop also lets the customers listen to the music and also sells music from the movies too.

She put on the headphones, listening to the ‘Damn Yankees’ music ‘From Hannibal Hero to Shoeless Joe’. She bobbled her head to the beat, closing her eyes and tapped lightly at her fe-

CHHHHZZZZZHHHZHZZZZZZ!

Her eyes widened at the sound and pulled the headphones off, wincing at the sound. “What the heck? Is the headphones broken?” She asked herself, the screeching was so loud that she could hear it without even putting it on. She was about to call for maintenance when the screeching stopped.

She thought the headphone wasn’t broken anymore so she put them on again. When suddenly….

“Man, the headphones are broken….Gonna call the dude who is in charge of this…”

Her eyes widened. Is this even possible? To hear someone talk who is using the same headphones in the shop? With the microphone, it was possible…

She hesitated but she did it out of curiosity…

“H-Hello? Is someone there?” She stammered out.

“W-What the--? Woah man! This is AWESOME! We’re like those secret agent people  in the movies or something!”

She appears to be talking to an American boy with a loud voice; she slightly winced at his loudness.

“Are your headphones not working too?”

“Yeah, they were screeching like heck and the next thing I know, I’m talking to you…”

“Oh….” That what she can only say. What was she thinking? Talking to a stranger like this, she could get herself in a kidnapping case, or worse that dude maybe holding her for a ransom if they talked further. She was about to call for someone when…