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!



I sighed. “So that’s the infamous Julie, huh?” I say, watching her retreating figure. “Great. Nice abscond.”

“She’s gonna run right into someone.” Zara sighs. She turns to me. “What was that?!”

“I was explaining. Did I shout?” I ask.

“No, it was your regular voice.”

“Yeah, I’m just loud. She got pretty hysterical though.” I say as I lift my hand to shade my eyes, trying to find her body, but she seems to have gone out of sight.

“You kept making a point of being my best friend.” She sighed, rubbing her eyes.

I turn to her, lowering my hand. “Well, aren’t I?” I ask quietly.

“Yes of course you are!” She says. “But you don’t need to make a big deal out of it!”

“I didn’t! I stated it when I was introducing myself. And I offered to help and she got upset! What do you want me to do? I’m trying here, Zar.”

“I know it’s just… I want my two closest friends to become friends! Can you just, go find her or something? That’d be nice.”

I nod. “Alright. I’ll go find the psycho- uh I mean, sensitive friend of our group.” I say. I mutter as I walk away. “Jeez, today is so fucking weird.”

I walk around the town, trying to find Jules, and I hear a sadly familiar voice.

“YO! Dudette, wait up!” I hear from behind. Naturally, I speed up.

“Hey! You walk fast.” I hear on my right. I look at him.

“Dude, I’m barely going 5 mph. How out of shape are you?” I ask him.

“Wow, rude.” He says. I scoff.

“Whatever. What do you want? I have to find my stupid best friend’s stupid friend.”

“Well, you kinda fell out of the sky. And I, being the hero I am, decided to make sure you’re okay. Besides, how many times does a girl fall out of the sky?” He says.

“AHHHHHHH!!!!” I hear. I look ahead, as a figure falls out of the sky.

“Apparently a lot more than you would think.” I say. I run to where the figure crashed down. I see two figures walking, well, one figure walking and dragging the other. Then they fight, the first figure collapse, and the second figure comes running towards me.

I squint. “Ly?” I say. She comes running towards me, and I hook my hand around her arm and swing us in a circle. “Woah, calm your tits, chica.” I say.

She stops and looks at me. “Mich? What are you doing here?”

“I got sucked in, just like you I assume.” I shrug.

“Dang, you run fast.” Alfred says, huffing and wheezing.

“This dude’s Alfred. He’s followed me around for a while.”

“Sup? I’m America.” He says.

“Yeah, apparently everyone here but you, me, Zar and her friend Jules are human countries. Very stereotyped.” I say. “That reminds me, Zara made me search after her friend Julie.”

“Oh, Julie Kooke?” She asks.

I shrug. “Sure, I don’t see why she couldn’t cook. Are you hungry, there’s like, a bajillion restaurants on Main Street.”

She shakes her head and laughs. “No, Julie Kooke, with a K. Zara introduced me to her a while back.”

“Are you serious? Has there been some kind of giant friendship circle while I was in Italy?” I say, putting my hand on my hip.

“Opps! She didn’t text you about her? They’ve known each other for a month now.”

“So I’ve noticed.” I say through grit teeth. I change the subject. “Who was that dude you just took a nut shot on?”

“Some guy named France. He was trying to get me to go to his house.”

I wrinkle my nose. “Creepy.” America and I say at the same time. We look at each other.

“Whatever. Come on,” I say. “Let’s go find Jules. I think Zar wants me to apologize.”

“For what?” Ly asks.

I shake my head. “No idea.”

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