⚠️ Warning! ⚠️
Cussing in this chapter. Probably in chapters to come too.
I agree with @Yuki_Jiji, fuck England in this story!! Sorry! I don't mean to be offensive. That is how I view the personification. Especially after reading a couple stories, I immediately can't view United and England becoming real friends with each other, United's trust has been defiled (in my AU) two times and United does not have the idea to trust him any more.
Italics = Diary thingy
Bold = Me cutting in
Normal = Just normal text
Anyways, I do not own Hetalia!
Let's go.
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"This one is a statement," China said before he began reading,
" They're all incredibly smart "
(Damn, I'm really descriptive)
"I wOnDeR HoW," Diego sarcastically said.
You see, United just had it the worst. Canada and both Mexicos had been insulted because they are also considered world powers. (Don't hate me please).
Some nations looked uncomfortable in their seats.
United was giggling like a bitch inside. (I think I need to include more cussing. I mean, why not?)
China decided to continue, simply to get out of the room as fast as possible.
"This is a statement," he started,
"All of them are older than they look"
(I mean no duh me, they're like young adults!)
"Yup!" Maria calls out.
"Mattie and I are what four thousand? Maria and D are 40 years younger than us." United helpfully added.
(If I got anything wrong, please correct me)
Seeing the uncomfortable faces of the other personifications, Canada decided to be nice and said,
"Two more. Then we can take a break"
China nodded gratefully,
"United cooks extremely well. While the other three personifications of North America can cook they choose to steal food from United."
Small murmurs were heard around the room, just to get out of the room China read the final passage for now.
"There are more personifications in North America than what meets the eye."
"Fuck..." United said under his breath.
"Vhat!?" Germany yelled out, Maria and Diego started to try and become one with their chairs.
United and Canada make eye contact.
Diego decides to make an attempt to escape the room.
Key word: attempt.
"Hey, didn't we say that we'd have some food or something after this entry?" He said shakily.
"Ve can vait for lunch... Vhat are the other personifications?" Ludwig pressed on,
"Um..." Maria brought the attention to her,
"You know, I am kind of hungry," France admits.
Ivan had been silently watching the situation and couldn't help but agree to France's statement,
"Da. Food sounds good." (I apologize for every accent I attempt. They are terrible. I understand, just please help me write them better. I'm practically begging you)
A lot of the nations shivered when they heard the tallest speak in his preferred childish (I don't mean to be rude) voice.
Eager to take any -if not all- the attention off of themselves, Maria and Diego quickly agreed. Alfred just shrugged, and Matthew turned to United and said -rather desperately- said,
"Could you make lunch Al?"
Alfred shrugged again and said, "Sure..."
North America (all) stood up and went to go find a kitchen, if worse comes to worse they could just consume coffee.
After about 5 minutes of searching, they find the kitchen in the cafeteria and decide to make food from the other nations.
••Like 2 hours later, I have no idea how long it takes to make food••
During their (United) cooking, the other nations decided to use this time to finish paperwork, relax, and talk to each other.
When the food was done, it was set up in a buffet-like style.
The other nations were hesitant to eat the food, as if it were poisoned. Eventually, after Italy and (no one saw her) Estonia got their food -along with the Americas- Russia decided to be be brave and get some food himself.
(Confusing sentence, sorry)
After a few minutes, the nation's were divided into all of their cliques respectively, eating glorious food, and overall having a good time.
Once the food was all gone -spare a few crumbs- most of the nations felt a bit drowsy and so thy all left to find anywhere that was comfortable to sleep.
After walking for a while, England managed to stumble across a couple hallways with flags imprinted on them.
France quickly followed England into the area and yelled for the others to come to where they were.
In a few minutes, the nations found their own personal rooms.
In the rooms, there was a bed, dresser, a seat and some writing utensils.
Though, every room had at least 2 personal items (and/or things that they enjoy or like), with a max of 5.
Almost every nation was asleep. All but one.
Even North America managed to catch some shut eye.
Estonia sat at a desk with a couple monitors in her room. She leaned back in her chair and took a look at the three screens. She had music on one (classical music if your wondering), the coding for the EU on another, along with the coding for NATO on the final screen.
This was going to be another sleepless night for her.
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I FINALLY UPDATED!!!!
This was supposed to be a 1,000 Word update but had turned out as a 900 Word update. I appreciate all the positive feedback a lot, and as this is my first not-oneshot book and first real fanfic I appreciate tips and tricks that would help my writing be more enjoyable and interesting to read.
Thank you again!
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