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 woke up still drowsy. As I walked out the door in the same dress I wore to dinner (It was still clean, I can’t believe that). I opened the door to find Francis at the step.

“Ah! Oh, sorry. I’m just not used to seeing people at my door at 8 a.m.”

That’s okay, I just heard two guys from ‘your dimension’ are here and wanted to warn you, you know in case you disliked the men or something…” he blushed.

“Were either one of them looking for me or something?”

“Well… yes, one was..." 

“Did you catch his name?” I heard the faint whisper of ‘Derick’ roll off Francis’ lips

“Oh my god…”

“What? Is he an ex-boyfriend or something? If so, I can get rid of him for you.”

“He-- um… I-I… he is my-- he was--”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to answer what he is… do you want me to escort him here or not?” he said in a voice that was so sweet it almost made me cry.

“Ju! Francis,” I sigh. “Tell him that he needs to go back home, it’s not safe. Tell him that he does not belong here, and do NOT tell him I said this…”

“Alright, mon che-- I mean, Zara.” Francis came back a short time later, a smile on his face as if nothing was wrong. “He left as soon as I said it’s not safe. He went up this staircase then disappeared along with it.”

“Good. Let’s go downtown and have some fun and maybe we can forget about this alright?”



“Are you going to my house, Zara?”

“No, I don’t feel comfortable doing that.”

“You feel comfortable making out with me at the mall but you don’t feel comfortable at my house even though I proposed.”

“It’s different.”

“You know what maybe this won’t work out!” I started to sob.

“No, stop! Don’t do this to me, please!” “I’m sorry, but we’re over!” I fell to my knees sobbing


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