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!

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50. MICHELLE'S POV

“Mich, you have to take the cat out for a walk. The leash is on top of the fridge. He hasn’t been on a walk in weeks.” My eldest brother living with us, Martin says, coming out of the kitchen.

“Sorry, man, but I don’t take orders from eighteen year old men in pink, frilly aprons.” I say, looking down at his cooking apron.

“I’m not the one telling you, Mum and Pops are. Besides, Toby already walked Toto, the other one. Why don’t you walk over to Zara’s and see if she’ll walk with you?” He says, hastily ditching the apron. That gives me an idea.

“Alright, fine.” I say, grabbing the cat and the leash. Eli, the aforementioned cat, protests until we step outside, where he promptly falls down and rolls around in the grass.

“You’re so strange.” I mutter to him.

After a good five minutes of what can only be described as pornographic happiness between him and the ground, we make our way to next door, Zara’s house. We go in, and straight up the stairs step into the door.

This time, I hold Eli and I landed on my feet. Eli looks different now, more...anime. Also, he is fidgeting more than usual.

“Alright, fuzzypaws, alright. I’ll show you to some people, than drop you off at Ly’s, sheesh.” I say, setting him down. This time though, he doesn’t roll around in the grass, although it’s greener than before. “What’s gotten into you?” I wonder aloud.

“Yo, Michy! Whatcha got there?” Al says, running up behind me.

“Hunny, I would like you to meet the love of my life.” I say.

“Uh, geez Mich, we’re still kinda new. Are you sure I’m you’re-”

“What are you talking about?” I ask him. “I was talking about Eli.”

“Oh. Yeah right, the cat. Gotcha.” He says, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Silly. Anyway Al, I need to put Eli at Ly’s house, he’s starting to get really fussy. Then we can hang, and you can show me this arcade you’ve been freaking out over.”

“That’s because it’s so cool, and you’re going to love it!” He says.

Lylli isn’t home so I just drop Eli off with Aya. They seem to get along perfectly fine. “We’ll be back in an hour, Aya. Make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid, please?” I say.

“You can count on me!” She says.

We head to the arcade, and, sadly, it was just as awesome as America said. Lucky bastard. We head back to Ly’s house to pick Eli up about an hour later.

We are laughing and having so much fun. You should have seen it, Al bet me that he could spit his gum into the garbage can from twenty feet, clear across the room. He tried, and it ended up in the Manager’s hair. She was so pissed! But luckily, I was soon five bucks richer. Dating Al is turning out to be a very easy way to make dough!

I unlock the door and shout into the house. “Ly, you home?”

“Miche-chan, Miche-chan you need to see it!” Aya says, running up to me.

“Huh? About what, Aya?” I ask, squatting down.

“Eli-chan! He changed!”

“What?! How so?”

“Have a nice walk?” A voice says from above. I look up, and see a dude, about my age, looking at me. He has black hair, green eyes, and...Cat ears? The eyes are also catlike. It’s really weird.

“I hope I’m not interrupting something, but dearest, I need help.” He says, in a silky, purring voice.

“I-er, sorry, who are you?’ I ask, wondering why he just called me ‘dearest’.

“Please? My collar is much  too tight.” He says, pulling at something around his neck. I look, and indeed, it is a collar.

“Oh! Of course!” I say, helping him get it off.

“Thank you my love.” he says after, kissing the end of my nose.

“Oh, I-uh, you’re...you’re welcome. I guess.” I say, blushing.

“Excuse me, but just who the hell are you?’ Al says, coming up behind me and snaking a hand around my waist.

So overprotective. I think.

“Were you not listening earlier?” The strange man asks. “She said so herself, I’m the love of her life.”

A light bulb is turned on somewhere deep in my brain. “Eli?!” I ask, shocked.

The guy, er, Eli, smiles. “Yes love. Aren’t you glad to see me like this? Let’s face it, what pet owner hasn’t wondered what their pet would look like as a human?”

“Right. Okay.” I say. “Yep, yes, hello gravity.” I say, knees going weak. I remember that the only thing I say before slumping to the ground unconscious is, “Man down.”

 

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