And It All Falls Down // Hetalia // Working Title
- LECTURAS 129
- Votos 15
- Partes 3
Continúa11m
Última publicación mar, oct 13, 2015
Arthur woke up in a hospital room.
"What's going on?"
Doctors turned around to look at him.
A long silence.
"You got hurt."
"How?"
"It's best... It's best if you remember on your own."
"Huh?"
"You will remember. It may be in a day, in a year, in a decade, but you will remember."
"Okay?"
"If you feel okay, you may go home."
That's when he realized that Japan and Prussia were both sitting in the room.
"Oh, uh, hey Kiku and Gilbert..."
They looked nervous.
"Oh, hello, Arthur. I am glad you woke up." Japan said.
"Uh, yeah..." Prussia followed.
England raised an eyebrow.
"Well, we're going home, right?"
"Yeah..."
---
When England returned home, everything seemed normal. Alfred was still there. So was France. Why was France here?
"Bonjour, Arthur. I'm glad you're okay."
"I'm so confused."
"About what, mon ami?"
"What happened?"
"I am sorry, ami, but I cannot tell you. Doctor's orders."
Prussia and Japan looked at each other. How many drugs had they given him?
Todos los derechos reservados
#180
aphfrance
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
My Dear Alfie... (America X Reader)
"Alfie! Don't you remember me? I thought you were dead!" You exclaimed in a pleading voice as he looked at you, quite dazed. "Um who are you?" He asked as you felt something struck the heart like lightning. "I-It's me! ______!" You exclaimed and extended your hand towards him, but he ended up backing away from you as you stood there. "______, who's ______?" He asked in confusion as he looked at you with his baby blue eyes. He forgot everything, but the memories you had with him were still etched in your mind. He was still your dear Alfie, cheery faced, and the boy you were always in love with.Concluida
Just A Dream~Prumano
Romano never really liked Prussia, and Prussia never cared to get to know Romano. They never realized that they were alike in many ways, or that they had a certain feeling hidden deep inside for each other that would only come out once they got to know each other. Spain invites his two best friends, Prussia and France, over for a sleep over one night. Late at night while Spain and France were sound asleep, Prussia decides to go see if Romano was awake too. He needed something to do and he figured annoying Romano would be fun. He enjoyed seeing the strange Italian for some reason, but didn't want Spain to know he was hanging with him, so when he goes back to the room with his friends, he finds them awake. They ask where he was but he doesn't think it would be quite a good idea to tell them, so, he asks Spain if they can have a sleep over every week. Little does Spain know, Prussia just wants to see Romano every night to get to know him secretly in a romantic-story way. Or does he? I don't own Hetalia or the cover photo. Also Spain has a different house so just go along with it. I suck at writing accents so no I am not putting in accents. You can just think of how it would sound with them. Sorry of this sucks, I hope you enjoy!Concluida
Putting things back together
Francis moved to America to open up a small café, he ends up sharing a 4 bedroom house with three other people. A loud American named Alfred A quite little Canadian name Matthew And a grumpy Brit named Arthur They all seemed so familiar to him, yet he's never seen any of them. and one of them is holding a big secret from the other three.but what? .................................................. This is my first fanfic by myself. I hope y'all like it even though the hetalia fandom has died down I'm still a huge fan and thought this was a good time to leave my shell and write this. Anyway this may have FRUK in it and maybe other ones too. OOC (out of character) a lot. And an OC for the landlord. And other languages Done! I do not own hetalia I only own the plot Rated mature, just in case.Concluida
Reincarnation (Hetalia England x OC) SEE DEAR FRANCIS,
REWRITING THIS AS DEAR FRANCIS. I UPDATE ABOUT ONCE A WEEK-ONCE EVERY TWO WEEKS. A long time ago, back in what you know as the Renaissance Age, that is where my heart lies. It never left and never again did I fall in love. I would've and almost did, but something held me back. That something is a memory. A memory of the boy I loved. Sadly, I remember no more of his name than his first. ... Arthur. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, any pictures, or any anime if I mention them. Also, I am incapable of saying how much is true and how much is fake, reincarnation wise, at least. That's up to you.Concluida
We'll Never Leave you alone (Yandere 2p nordic 5 X reader)
(Y/n) woke up in a hospital without any memories except for her age being eight and her last name being Køhler. I don't own Hetalia. Art belongs to the respective owners.Concluida
2P!America x Reader: Shit Happens
The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?Concluida![|| A Bright Sun || Hetalia/ England x Abused! Child! reader [FINISHED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/96017516-256-k438559.jpg)
|| A Bright Sun || Hetalia/ England x Abused! Child! reader [FINISHED]
[EDITED] Every single day was total agony for me. My father will hit me everyday even without a reason. I was just his worthless punching bag, only to be useful for buying beer. My mom, she died from a sickness a year ago. Without her to protect me from father's rage. So I have no one to rely on nor to comfort and protect me. That's why I ran away into the slightly cold autumn day into the bustling street of London. That's where I met my sun... Disclaimer: I DONT OWN HETALIA!!! Plot is mineConcluida
Starting World War 3! (A Hetalia Fanfic)
Despite it being well past sunrise, the house was dark. I had woken up with a start, hearing the sound of a car below but now as I lay awake, I was in even more of a panic. "Don't make a sound." She whispered as she clasped a hand over my mouth, "The house is surrounded. They're going to kill us. They're going to kill the countries." ... It is gradually nearing to two decades since Taishya Rovanoff ran away with her twins and despite the media taking the world by storm, great tensions are underlying once-happy friendships with the nations. When a young and perhaps too-curious state comes across some files, she decides it is her own personal mission to solve the missing-twin mystery. This, however, proves more challenging than not when old scars are reopened leading to a series of events which brings the world to its knees. With forgotten prophecies and mysterious attacks threatening the lives of once-strong countries, the world is inevitably falling apart. So how is it, with all the chaos going on, a missing lady, a set of twins, a naïve child, a sickly teenager, a frightened mother, a celestial body and a queen all bring about the darkest hour the personified nations have ever faced? How is it that the threads of the earth are slowly undoing to bring about the start of the end of the world? ... DISCLAIMER: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. The only things that I own are the plot, Taishya and any other OC's I might decide to include. If I did own Hetalia, I wouldn't be writing this...actually, I reckon I would be on an island, basking in the sun and drinking a pineapple cocktail whilst my servants brought slices of nectarines. Hetalia and it's characters belong to their rightful genius owner, Hidekaz Himaruya...(seriously, that man is a god!).Concluida
"Alfie! Don't you remember me? I thought you were dead!" You exclaimed in a pleading voice as he looked at you, quite dazed. "Um who are you?" He asked as you felt something struck the heart like lightning. "I-It's me! ______!" You exclaimed and extended your hand towards him, but he ended up backing away from you as you stood there. "______, who's ______?" He asked in confusion as he looked at you with his baby blue eyes. He forgot everything, but the memories you had with him were still etched in your mind. He was still your dear Alfie, cheery faced, and the boy you were always in love with.
Más detallesPautas de Contenido