Hetalia Upside down

This story was made for big fanfiction 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 fan fiction 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 four 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.
Book two of the Living in Hetalia series



“Well, finally.” I muttered under my breath. After some of the fighting died down, and Arthur was the only one fighting, I dragged him away. “Come on, Arthur, it’s not like I am a big loss.” Everyone stared at me. Like I was lying. “What?”

“Julie, you are everything to me.” He hugged me. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“You’re okay, right? They didn’t hurt you or anything, right?”

“Yeah… Of course… I wasn't hurt.” I lied.

“You’re lying.”

“We should leave.” Yeah, I was dodging. I let go and began to walk away.


“Yeah, Zara? I am trying to find my way home.”

“You’re going the wrong way.”


“And by the way Ivan and I are having a redo of today tomorrow.” Zara smiled.

“Aww, for me?” I said sarcastically and laughed. “Why would you want to, if you finished the ceremony. and don’t say you didn’t, I see the rings.”


“Okay, you don’t have to bloody yell.” I muttered, not fully comprehending the language I used.

“Aww, she’s turning out like Iggy.” That is what Alfred said. I shot him the death glare.

“Hey guys, I love that everyone is safe and stuff, and I’m glad we get to watch the ceremony again and I get to see Al cry like a baby again, but I’m kinda bleeding out of a stab wound in my stomach right now, and this all would be a lot better if we addressed that maybe?” Mich says, clutching her stomach and leaning against Alfred.

“Let’s go take a look.” Zara said to Michelle.

“Arthur, I’m staying at your place tonight.” I felt Arthur’s arm around my waist and leaned my head on his shoulder in attempt to calm myself. I was mad at myself for ruining Zara’s wedding. I was mad because I couldn’t cry-even if I wanted to. I couldn’t be strong any longer, yet I can’t cry unless I find out someone I trusted betrayed me. All this pain is bubbling inside me and I dont want to deal with it any more. I just want to go home and stay there forever. It was in all these thoughts that I realized something. My parents might be looking for me. My brother, my sister, my family might be looking for me… but they might also not give a shit. That made me want to cry even more. I didn't care what happened after that, just that we got home and I could sleep. It was so tiring, being kidnapped. “Arthur…? Can we just leave…?”

“Okay.” We winded through hallways and somehow ended up in a church. A damn church. Well, then. They must’ve got there right from the ceremony. I felt bad. If I hadn't had the incompetence to get kidnapped, they wouldn't have had to stop or even redo the wedding. We left there and  by the time Arthur and I arrived at his house, I had decided I needed to go back to my dimension.  



“I should probably go back to my dimension, even if just for tonight.” He kissed my forehead.

“That would probably be best… you have been here a long time.” I hugged him and we exchanged goodbye’s and I love you’s. Then I went up a weird never-ending staircase, and found myself in Zara’s house, some random clothes on the floor and everywhere. Not how we left it, though. Her parents must be back. I snuck out a window. Then I went and found a police station. Told them I had been kidnapped and Cole and Derick were responsible, telling them the history. They told me where my parents were… and they were in Georgia, living in a house here, not a hotel. My brain immediately remembered the plane ticket. The plane ticket was strange. It wasn't my imagination. I went to the house and I was immediately greeted by yelling. Only my mother was yelling, everyone else was staying out of it. But she was yelling at me like this was my fault. Then something hit me like a lightning bolt.

“I should have never signed those damn adoption papers if I knew you were going to be this difficult!”


“Yeah, you were adopted. I wanted a damn girl and the doctors said I couldn't have one. The damn lies.”

“Well, I’m nearly sixteen, and I’m leaving forever. Goodbye.” I walked out. I walked about a block when I realized someone was following me. It wasn't her, though. It was… Justin. “Jus, I don't have-”

“I remember. When they got you, I mean. And, anyway, it is nearly impossible to have kids so close together. 10 months is too close.”

“And this is supposed to cheer me up…?”

“Yeah, sorry.”

“Dont worry, I know you aren't good with words.” I smiled. “Can you keep a secret?” I sat down on a bus stop bench. He sat next to me.

“Yeah, you know I can.”

“I found this place, with Zara, and I found the love of my life there. But then Cole-you remember him right?-Cole came and ruined it all. Then they kidnapped me. And you know what?”


“I beat the shit out of them for trying to kill Zara.”

“That does sound like something you would do.”

“It does, doesn't it. Anyway, I have to go back to Arthur now.”


“Bye. Dont worry, I will be safe. Oh, and one more thing.”


“I’m engaged.”


“Sorry for the bomb. Me and Arthur got engaged. And dont worry, I’ve known him since the day we got here.” And I left. Not another word. I knew he wouldn't follow me, he didn't know where I was going, plus he wouldn't want to get in trouble with m-his mom. I snuck back in through the window and went back through the door. I hurried through the streets of the Hetalia world, and found myself at Arthur’s. I went and knocked on the door, he opened it almost instantly.

“H-hey. I j-just-t g-got b-back-k f-from-m my w-world-d…” I was shaking.

“Hey, are you okay? What happened?” He pulled me inside.

“I… was adopted…” I started to laugh. It all seemed so fake… Like a bad dream… Or a good one. I didnt know. “I’m sorry… I don't know why…” I burst out laughing again. “I dont know why I keep laughing… It isnt funny… But, Justin… He is nice to me, atleast. tried to cheer me up…” The laughing soon turned to sobs as I leaned into Arthur’s shoulder. “It was all a lie, my entire life, being the miracle child, when my sister was actually the only miracle child in the home. And they all decided to move without my consent, too. Am I really that bad of a child?”

“No, you were probably a perfect child.” That only made me cry more.

“Maybe if I had been different, if I wasn't such a failure at love, at life…”

“You didn't fail at love. You got me to fall in love with you the day I met you.”

“I did?”


“Well, I was in love with you before I even met you or watched Hetalia… I have always loved your country.” That was when I heard a bark behind me and I jumped.

“It’s just Piko, don't worry.”

“Keep that mutt away from me.” I moved so Arthur was between me and the dog.


“He is theirs. Not mine.”

“He is just a pup.”

“I know.”

“He couldn’t be theirs if he is too young to learn.”

“I know… but-”

“He is your pup, not theirs.” We stood there, not moving for a few moments.

“Arthur… I feel like such a bad friend, I let myself get kidnapped on Zara’s wedding day. And she probably hates me now…”

“She doesn’t hate you.”

“How are you sure?”

“She called you her best friend.” I laughed at the thought.

“No, Michelle is her best friend. I’m just a girl she met on a plane to Ukraine.”

“Didnt you save her life?”

“Once… but I ruined her wedding.”

“It was a nice wedding, it just got slightly interrupted in the end.” He led me over to a couch and we sat down. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah…” I leaned my head on his shoulder. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too and I won't let them try to get you ever again.”

“I know… I didn't even realize that I was protecting her, though. Or that no one was protecting me… Or that anyone had to be protected.” I was pulled closer to Arthur by his arm around my waist. “Maybe you shouldn’t have saved me until tomorrow… then Zara’s wedding day wouldn't have been ruined.”

“I would’ve left the wedding mid-service if it meant I would be able to find you…” I smiled.

“That is why I love you.”

“And that’s why you are my fiance.”

“Arent you worried, though?”

“About what, love?”

“About… all this happening again? Or me dying?”

“Slightly.” He held me tighter. “But I won't let that happen.”

“Thank you…” I closed my eyes. “For everything…”

“Do you want to watch something on TV? Like Doctor Who?”

“Yeah… Doctor Who is always a good show to watch.” We sat there until, like, 11 at night watching a marathon of Doctor Who.

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