Living in Hetalia

This series of books are for real fan fiction fans. If you've ever heard of the show Hetalia (which we’re sure you have if you are reading this), you know all the characters and who they are, and if you’re a I fanfiction fan you’ll understand the concept of what a 2P is. If you do not, a 2P is the exact opposite or violent version of a character in the original anime series. For example, Britain in the original anime is terrible at cooking and accidentally poisons people who eat his food, meanwhile, Britain in 2P form purposefully poisons people, just for one example. This book is about five girls who take a step into both the Hetalia world and the 2P fanfiction Hetalia world and experience what it’s like to live in Hetalia and how it will forever change their lives. This was written with jigglypuffrevolution-Kayla-on here, on wattpad kaycobeans-McKayla-and our friend Laura. The characters are based off us, Kayla is Zara, I (Judi) am Julie, McKayla is Mich, and Laura is Lylli. Enjoy!



My alarm went off. I groaned, hitting snooze. I don’t like mornings. I get up when I want to get up, or else I am not a happy camper. I pulled on random clothes and got a brush stuck in my hair.

Just great.

I ripped the brush through my hair and looked in the mirror.

Maybe I should put on some makeup…

I grabbed eyeliner and put it on, same with blush. I looked at my appearance and smiled. Anime made everything look cuter. I left with my phone in my pocket-for once. Upon walking into Starbucks, I was greeted by Zara, Michelle, and some of the countries… including England. I knew everyone's human and country names already, so no intros were made, but when Lylli got here, Zara started to say all of them… but she stopped at Romano… So I said the rest. “Romano-Lovino-is the one with the pissed off look and the curl, Spain-Antonio-is the brunette over by Romano, Seborga is the one with the weird crooked curl who is now flirting with the cashier chick and the one with the book and the bushy eyebrows, completely ignoring the world, is England, also known as Arthur. Speaking of which, Arthur, I have to talk to you...” I looked over at him, and he was still ignoring me. “Arthur. I have to talk to you. Arthur. Arthur. Iggy. Iggy-san. I can be more annoying than America. Iggy. Arthur. England. IGGY!”


“I have to talk to you, outside, please.”

“Oooooo! Dramaaaaaa!” Michelle says, nudging America.

“No, not drama. I just want to talk to him. Zara, you say a single word, and I will take a Katana and slice off your damn head.”

“Great new friend you made, Zar.” Michelle says.

“Yeah, I am so sweet when dog tired. I just know shes gonna say something like-”

“You wanted to talk, so we are talking.” Arthur grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the conversation at hand.

“Well, I was talking to them because you apparently didn’t want to talk to me.”

“I do, but…”

“What about Cole. I know, I know. I just wanted to say sorry. There was a lot going on, and I didn’t know how to deal. There is still a lot going on and I still don’t know how to deal with it, but I know that what I said I shouldn’t have said. I’m a stupid American, and I am very sorry.”

“That still doesn’t answer the question. What happened to Cole?”

“Nothing. I don’t want to talk about it. He’s an ass.”

“Hey guys, I’d hate to interrupt your love drawn conversation, but there’s chocolate shakes in the other room!”

“SHAKES? You are interrupting this for chocolate shakes....”

“Dude, don’t diss the shakes.” Michelle says, popping out of nowhere.

I think I need to take a damn hint...

“Well, Ivan and I thought that because we kicked a certain someone’s ass downtown, we should celebrate while we still can.” Zara said, all the while I was making the universal hand signal for shut the fuck up.

“Okay, can't sweep that under the carpet any longer. Yeah, Cole was using me… again. And I could have began dating him again.”

“Oh you didn’t tell him already… Well I better go get those shakes then… haha ha haha…”

“No Zara, no I did not. What gave you the hint?”

“Seriously? Dude, way to procrastinate. And that’s coming from a professional procrastinator.” Michelle chimes in.

I didn’t want him knowing. Thanks guys. I am going home and sleeping for the next ten hours because someone woke me up at 5:45 in the freaking morning.” I walked off, them yelling after me.


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