A Small World? (Hetalia x Male!Reader x 2pHetalia)

Side Story: Princess Tea Party

AGES:

Allen: 14
Matt: 14
(Y/n): 15

~YOUR PVO~

    I was hiding in the closet as I heard the nightmarish screams from my brothers. I prayed to the gods that I wouldn't be found. Fucking Allen had to open his stupid ass mouth!
  "AHH!!! HELP ME!!!" Allen screams echoed the halls. It was nightmarish here. Of course, Ollie would be pissed off with Allen's damn comment. I heard Matt running down the halls -trying to find a place to hide. I kept the closet door locked and shivered. I could hear Matt pounding on my door, desperately trying to get in.
  "LET ME THE FUCK IN!! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING DIE!!!!" Matt begged. I shivered and stayed quiet, wanting to live. I don't hate my brothers, but this is their fault. They need to appease the beast they've created. I could hear Matt screaming and running off to hide. I tried to stay quiet and just hope they're okay.
  "AHHHHH!!!!!" Matt's screams of pain wailed throughout the house. Then, it got eerily quiet. The kind of quiet in a horror movie that's just before the jumpscare. I held my breath as I heard footsteps near me. Oliver seemed to hum some sort of nightmarish song as he came to my hiding spot. First, he tried the handle -testing it to make sure it was locked. I shivered as he stopped, opening a nearby closet. That's when god realized he hated me.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

     "Here's Daddy!" Oliver created a hole in the closest door using an ax. I screeched and tried to escape. I knew -this was the end of my life. Oliver hacked down the door -his baby blue eyes swirled with bright pink. I trembled in the farthest corner of the small closet. He discarded the ax once the hole he created was large enough to enter.
  "Now poppet~ It's time to play~" Oliver laughed. I only cried in terror at the thought of my death. Now, you might be wonder what happened to get us in this situation...

~Flashback to 10 minutes ago~

     "Oh, poppet! These look amazing!" Oliver squealed as I set up his tea party. He has these about once a month. Of course, he tried to invite me, Allen, and Matt to join him. François was at work on this nightmare of a day. Oliver was surprised I baked for his tea party. While I only did simple things, he still seemed to appreciate it. Allen noticed it and rolled his eyes.
  "Tch. Why does the old man like such girly things? Is he that much of a wimp?" Allen -with no real filter- spoke freely.
  "Allen!" Matt hissed. Allen was always an asshole.
  "It's true! If he wants to be a girly princess, he should know better than to fucking ask men to help him with this! A real man doesn't fucking drink tea at bitchy tea parties!" Allen screamed.

~Flashback over~

     Oliver didn't like Allen's tone, swearing, or the insult of his tea parties. At first, I and Matt thought only Allen was going to get it. However, we soon realized that wasn't the case and ran for our lives. Now, we're dressed up for a tea party. Because Matt and Allen swore, they were princesses. Matt was the luckier of the two and wasn't completely demasculated like Allen. Matt only wore a gray dress and a tiara -something, as long as he tried hard, he could live off as a dream. Allen, however, wore a bright pink dress, makeup, a bra with fake boobs, and a tiara. He wasn't going to live that down for as long as me and Matt lived. I was the luckiest since I really didn't do anything -unlike Matt who did swear, so, I got to wear a white prince outfit. Ollie wore normal clothes.

Allen's Outfit:

Matt's Outfit:

Your Outfit:

     "Would you like some more tea, Princess AL-ex?" Ollie teased Allen as he poured more tea. We were all tied to kindergarten chairs to keep us from running away. Allen swore up a storm, to which Ollie shoved a cupcake into Al's mouth.
  "Naughty Naughty, Princess! A lady should never swear!" Oliver tsked. He then turned his attention to Matt -who looked like he pissed his pan- err... Skirt.
  "Now, how about you, Princess MAT-ilda? Would you like more tea?" Ollie asked creepily.
  "Y-Yes K-K-King Oliver! I-I would love s-some more tea!" Matt stuttered in fear. Ollie smiled and poured some tea for Matt -not like we could drink it anyways, being tied up and all.

     We waited until 3 O'Clock for François to finally come home. He stared at the scene before him, then took a picture for blackmail.
  "Oh! Hunny! Look!" Ollie gestured to his tea party happily.
  "Why are children tied up? And in outfits?" François asked slowly.
  "Oh! Allen swore and insulted me! Matt swore only a teensy little bit! And (Y/n)! ... He didn't do anything now that I think about it..." Ollie put his pointer finger under his chin.
  "Alright, (Y/n) go and pack your bags. I'll let you go to that stupid sleepover at Luciano's place. Matt, your punishment is over... Allen, your punishment can be over at 5 o'clock at the earliest. You 4 understand?" François stated. We all nodded and Ollie untied me and Matt. I stripped right then and there to give to Ollie and Matt ran to his room. Worse Saturday Ever!