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 name is Zara Marie Dubois and I’m 16 years old. My hair is a strawberry blonde and my eyes are a deep blue. My mom says my facial structure makes me look so cute that no one could say no to anything I ask. Today is a Thursday, just following my normal day to day schedule: get up, brush my hair, get dressed, eat, take my medication, brush my teeth, leave, go to school, go home, spend time with family, eat, call people on the phone, drink a ton of water, write in my diary, go to bed, but today… it was different. I found this little door on my bedroom closet floor that no one else has told me about (probably because they haven’t noticed it), but I’m planning on exploring tonight before I go to bed. Who knows what could be behind that door but the curiosity is killing me. Oh, I almost forgot, I live in America (Although my full name is French, my mother is almost completely French and in love with the language), you know, the place stereotyped for being fat, ugly slobs, that constantly eat hamburgers and drink soda, I don’t know how Lee Greenwood sang “I’m Proud To Be An American” with the fact that we are stereotyped so much. Anyway, I live in Georgia with my older brother, big sister, mom, and dad, and we’re all that stereotypical happy family, although right now, my parents are a little bit upset with me because I get to travel abroad to Ukraine in 4 months and they can’t go with, but I believe that they know in their rock hard heads I’m growing up. My mother calls me up the stairs and my dad, brother, and sister are sitting there on the couch, they look like they want to talk to me about something. I pause as my hands start to shake and stand as still as a stone wall.

Dad says, “Zara, we want to talk to you.”

I thought to myself, ‘I kinda figured that one out, and mom told me this, where is this going? Is it bad? Did someone die?’ I know that sounds harsh, but that’s the frame of mind I have to have when my family calls me up from doing something. Mom speaks next

“We’re going to China for the next 9 months on a mission trip, are you going to be alright here by yourself?”

At that statement I think to myself, ‘that's what you wanted to tell me! I thought it was actually something extremely important. Here by myself for a while? It’s a nightmare and a dream come true!’ I just nod my head in response because I have so many things to plan now that my family is going to be gone for 9 months! I wonder why so long though, it’s almost like my mom is pregnant and going to have her next baby in China or something. The last thing going through my mind was ‘Are they trying to get rid of me? Am I not good enough?’

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