Let the World Sing; Hetalia Oneshot Book

World Tour; Countries x Reader (Prologue)

Hi! Hello! Salut! Hola! Other ways to say hello!! I had an idea yesterday to make a oneshot involving all the countries with a anxious reader. Each chapter will be designated to one country! I have a Snapchat and Instagram now too! You can find me under the name, heikaackerman. You should be able to find me. As always folks, stay safe and Happy Reading!!

"Come on dude! You have to come to come with me on this trip!! It was such a blast last year, that you are obligated to!! Please?!" America pleaded and cried. 

"There is no way I am going America! I have... um... things to do!! That is it... Besides I cannot skip work for so long." I mumbled softly, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly. Out of strange coincidence, I happened to stumble upon a country and we became best friends. A few years ago, I ran into America on the street and apologized. He asked to buy me some McDonalds and I could not refuse. Why could I not refuse? He dragged me into the nearest one and started chatting up a storm. After a couple of days the U.S. Government came knocking on my door and the first person I saw was America smiling brightly. He and his agents explained to me about the personified countries and how America wanted to be best friends. I got anxious and decided to stay friends with America. Back to the present, America wanted me to go on a world tour of sorts, where all he will have all his meetings with his other friends. I suffered from anxiety, so I did not want to go.

"(Y/N), I will be there with you, besides the other countries are totally nice. Like, my good friend Japan did not want to go to my Christmas party, but he went and had a totally awesome time! Trust me, please? This is going to be a totally awesome experience!" There was a moment of silence, before I sighed and accepted his invite, "Great dude! Now let us pack your bags, we leave at noon." America ran down my hallway in a rush to my suitcase closet. He swung the door open and pulled out my (F/C) suitcase, before rolling it to me with a large smile drawn on his features. America and I could be defined as anything except 'two of the same.' He was tall, handsome, loud, and always had a large grin of sorts. As for me, I was shorter than him, not the best looking, quiet, and would watch anime for a living if I could. I was never sure what he saw in me.

"What should I pack? Where are we going anyway?" I asked, flipping the suitcase on my bed and starting to look through my closet. A scarf in my left, and a blue tee-shirt in my right, I looked to America to see him laying on my bed.

"We are going to all the main countries you think of. England, Russia, Italy, Germany, Japan, China, France, the Baltics Countries, the Norse Countries, Greece, Turkey, and more I think. We are going to have so much fun, dude! You will definently want to do it again next year, because that is how awesome it is going to be!!" America answered, as he counted the countries on his fingers. I smiled softly and started to fill my bag with both summer and winter clothing.

"Am I going to need a passport?" I queried, looking at my little booklet before turning back to America.

"Nah! You are traveling with me!! You probably will not need one, dude." Which meant that I probably needed one. I packed it in my hand bag and wondered the house for whatever else I needed.

'Toiletries, check! Clothes, check! Extra sets of underwear, check! Electronics, check!' I mentally checked off. I thought for another second, wondering if there was anything else I needed to bring. I had everything I needed, and all I had to do was call my boss about this unexpected trip; However, I did not have it in one of my pockets. Looking around my room, I did not see it. Looking in the bathroom, I did not see it. The living room? It was not there either. I was about to call out to America for it, since he loves playing on your phone, but I heard talking the the backyard porch. I looked out the glass door to see America in a fancy suit holding my phone casually to his ear.

"Come on Mr. Boss Man, I am sure your will not miss her for a couple of days," Yells and screaming came from the phone as a answer, but America did not move the phone away from his ear, "Look, this is important United States Government business. Technically, I am allowed to take her under any sorts of emergency. She will not be at work for about two weeks, so find someone else to wait tables and clean dishes. Good bye, sir." Before he could turn around, I ran to my suitcase and continued to pack. America came back into the room and gave me my phone back.

"W-Who were you calling?" I asked, knowing full well that his answer was my boss. I hated lying to America! Even though he is completely ridiculous sometimes, he can still be pretty serious and scary. That is why I never lie to him, unless if it is for joking purposes or little white lies.

"I called your boss, dude! You can come!!" He smiled and started to play with my phone. I rolled my eyes and zipped up my bag. I looked to the clock to see that it was almost noon. 

"America? Should we head out early?" I asked, sitting the bag up right. He looked to the top, right of my phone screen to look at the time. He nodded and took my suitcase from me, "Oh! America, I can take my bag to the car." I smiled wanting to take my luggage back, yet he pulled it in front of him.

"Do not worry dude! I have your luggage covered!! Just walk out and jump into the car." There was no point arguing with him. When America was in the zone, there was no taking him out of it. I did as he said and jumped into the back seat of the small limousine. I waited for a minute or two before America climbed in and smiled fondly at me. I reciprocated the action then looked out the window until we boarded the private jet and set off for the first destination; London, England.