2p!F.A.C.E X Reader: Home Ch. 1
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I do not own Hetalia, You, or any references I make~
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Key:
(H/c)-Hair color (E/c)-Eye color
(Y/n)-Your name (L/n)-Last name
(Y/c)- Your country (F/c)-Favorite color (A/n)-Author note
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(So...Made a new series...with 2p!'s! YAYYYY! Anyway as usual there is cussing cause' like, I like cussing. It's good for the soul! Lol...Enough of my blabbering let's get this show on the road! >w<)
You sighed as another boring world meeting ended. 'It's hard being the country of (Y/c)...Least I can relax now.'
"Yo! Sis!" You turned around to see your brother Alfred F. Jones the personification of America. "Hey Bro! What's up?" Alfred's smile faded. "Yeah...I'm totally sorry (Y/n)! But I have to do some work so I won't be home tonight!" You sighed and shook your head. "Nah, It's cool bro. Don't sweat the small stuff." Alfred awkwardly chuckled. "Thanks for understanding sis." You patted your brothers back.
"Or...Is it that you're actually going to visit England? Hmm?" A sly smirk appeared on your face. Alfred blushed fifty shades of red. (A/n: If he was sick it would have been fifty shades of grey...Lol I'm a perv...)
"W-what?! Y-you n-now me and Arthur aren't gonna do things like that!" Your smirk grew even larger. "So you admit to going over to Arthur's house?" "Bye (Y/n)!" You laughed. "Bye~! Tell Arthur I said hi~!"
~*~*~*~*~*Awesome time skip~*~*~*
You let out a sigh. "Nothing on T.v, I've played all my video games...Guess I'll go on the internet." You opened your laptop and checked your e-mail.
You scanned the page and sighed. "Oh yeah cause' that's what everyone needs...A lifetime supply of scrub brushes...Ugh, I hate junk mail." You were about to hit the 'delete all' button until something caught your eye. You opened it and read it. "It looks like a spell or some kind of curse...I'm gonna try it!" You cleared your throat and began to read it.
"Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlin Jack Latoya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer!
Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlin Jack Latoya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer!"
You waited in silence hoping something interesting would happen. But sadly like most things on the internet it didn't work. ".......FUCK YOU, YOU DUMB E-MAIL! SUCK MY DICK! FUCK YOU AND YO DUMB FUCK CURSE! I'm done!" And with that you slamed/closed your laptop and flopped on your bed. "Stupid curse...last time I try my hand at magic..." You grumpily mumbled to yourself. 'But seriously...I should've known it was fake...Dumbledora the explorer? Ha! It screams fake!' You let out one more sigh before drifting off into slumber.
~*~*~*~*~*~In da morning~*~*~*~*~*
"Oh heavens me! I hope the poor poppet isn't hurt!"
"Hey, Doll has nice tits."
"Alfred watch your language!"
"Don't call me that!"
You heard two voices one had a british accent and one had an east coast accent*. Your eyes fluttered open only to see a man with freckles, Strawberry blonde hair, and baby blue eyes full of concern looking down at you.
"Um...Excuse me but, Who are you? And where am I?" You drowsily asked.
The blonde smiled and hugged. "Oh thank goodness you're alright!" He suddenly let go still smiling. "Oh heavens me! Forgive me for being so rude! I'm Oliver Kirkland! It's a pleasure to meet you poppet!" You rubbed your eyes to make sure you weren't dreaming. "O-oh...um...I'm (Y/n) (L/n) n-nice to meet you."
"Nough' with the girly talk, Name s' Al jones. Nice to meet cha'." You eyed the brunette. 'He looks A LOT like my brother...but it's probably my imagination.' "Oh, Nice to meet you too." Oliver let out a squeak before running over to you. "You wanted to know where you are right poppet? Well...We don't understand the details much our selves but..."
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Oliver walked down the street humming when all of a sudden some portal of sorts open and a girl with (H/l) (H/c) fell out and hit her head. "Oh my goodness poppet! Don't worry I'll help you!" The Blonde ran over to you and hoisted you over his shoulder. You mumbled something but Oliver couldn't make it out.
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You nodded. "Oh I see...It must have been that dumb-ass spell." Oliver sightly frowned. "It's not good manners to curse in front of others poppet." You felt a slight shiver run down your spine. "I-I'm sorry." The blonde's smile came back. "That's alright poppet~!....Wait, What do you mean spell?" Oliver tilted his head clearly confused. You sighed. "Well from my understanding I had read a spell that apparently out of some weird who's-it-what's-it I was taken here, which I'm assuming is a different portal or universe of sorts." Al and Oliver were speechless. " So then where the hell are you actually from doll face?" Al asked curiously. "Unicornlandia." Al scowled at your sarcasm. However Oliver face lit up. "You know unicorns poppet?! What are they like? They're adorable~! Are you a unicorn too poppet~?!" You sighed at how gullible Oliver was. "She was being sarcastic." Al said slightly annoyed. "Oh cupcakes!" Oliver said with a puff as he crossed his arms and pouted. You giggled. "Sorry Oliver, That was only meant towards Al." Oliver hugged you. "Oh I could never stay mad at you poppet~!" You couldn't resist his adorableness and hugged him back. (A/n: 2p! England is adorable~!)
"Ugh...There's already one pussy in this room we don't need another one." Al grumbled. Oliver turned around to face Al. "Alfred..." You noticed Oliver suddenly had pink swirls in his eyes. "Ack! Er...Gotta go! Bye!" and with that Al ran out of the room. '...Oliver can be scary...I'm making a mental note to never make him mad.' Oliver turned back to you and giggled. "Sorry about that poppet~!" You wryly smiled. "It's...okay." Suddenly your stomach let out a loud growl. You blushed like a madwoman. "Er...Sorry I guess I'm a little hungry." Oliver's smile grew even larger. "Oh! Then you must try one of my cupcakes~! I'm sure you'll love them poppet~!" You smiled. "Of course! Thank you."
You followed Oliver into the kitchen. It was pretty decent sized and was surprisingly neat. Oliver motioned for you to sit at the table. You looked into the living room you saw Al watching some movie. "What are you watching Al?" Al turned around. "Oh some dumb as shit movie about some pussy and his talking teddy bear." You smiled. "You mean Ted?! I love that movie!" you excitedly said. (A/n: I seriously love that movie kinda why I put it in here~) Al chuckled. "Really doll face? My heart bleeds for the youth." You playfully stuck out your tongue. "*cough* Old *cough* fart" Al chuckled "I like you doll, You're witty. Not those dumb bimbo broads. Ya dig?" You giggled at how Al talked as if he were in the fifties. "Yeah, I dig." Oliver happily skipped over to you. "Here you go poppet~!" Oliver handed you a plate with a cupcake on it, You had to admit it looked incredibly delicious. Al scowled at the cupcake. "Oliver, You didn't put those ingredients in there did you?" Oliver pouted. "Of course not! I would never do that to (Y/n)! I'm actually hurt you think I would!" You tilted your head. 'What the hell are they talking about?....I should probably just let sleeping dogs lie...' Oliver turned to you. "Don't worry poppet, I would never hurt you." You smiled and took a bite of the cupcake.
"Oh my goodness! This so yummy! Thanks Oliver!" Oliver proudly smiled. "Thank you poppet!" After you finished your cupcake you went into the living room with Al. You looked over at Al stared at him, He must have noticed because he smirked. "Like what cha' see doll?" You felt your face warm up. "S-sorry! It's just that you look A LOT like my brother..." You felt your eyes start to sting. "Er! Uh...Don't cry doll! We'll find a way to get you back home!" Al started panicking. Oliver walked over to you and hugged you. "Al's right! There's no need to worry poppet!" You wiped your eyes. "thanks guys." Al looked away for a bit. "Wait...You're not from this world right? Then where are you from?" You cleared your throat. "Well...I'm actually the country of (Y/c), and My brother is the country of America." Oliver and Al stared at you. "Wow..." You chuckled awkwardly. "So um...Is it okay if I can stay here until I figure this whole thing out?" Al nodded, and Oliver squealed. "Of course~! Oh! For time being we could have tea parties! Oh! and I can give you can play dress up! I have a whole bunch of pink dresses! Oh! and bake and..." Oliver went on and on about all the things you two could do.
oh boy...this is gonna be one hell of a time.
