PandaQueen98

“C’mon, it won’t be so bad!” Jxk dragged you into the library and you sighed. “We’ve only known each other for a week and already you think its okay to wake me up early on a weekend?” It was true, you had met Jxk in your math class and you saw her drawing country flags in her notebook. You asked her if she knew what Hetalia was and she immediately fangirled. You both became quick friends after that. You had woken up to your friend calling you, dramatically explaining over the phone that she needed a new library book and that she wanted you to accompany her. “I’ll be in the horror section

It was hot today. Not just hot. HOT. So there had been no hesitation in agreeing to come to the beach with America, Prussia, Italy, Spain, and a bunch of other countries who felt the same. Most everyone had gotten into the water and then just gotten out, but after a game of heated volleyball with a few countries, it was still way too hot to just bask on the beach, so you were in the water, swimming idly here and there, watching as everyone started a new game of soccer on the shore. You frowned slightly, hiding your mouth under the water as you leaned down into the cool ocean further; you thought the meaning of going to the beach meant pe

Everyone was getting ready for bed. Everyone, even if they usually didn't go to bed this early. This shouldn't have been a problem, since you had been tired by an hour and a half ago, but now, you were wide awake. Why...? Well, after this particular world meeting, all the countries had a little get-together at a nearby hotel, and quite a few of them gathered in one of the many rooms they had rented for the night. For a while, no one really knew what to do, until, creepishly enough, someone found a Ouija board in a closet and you all entertained yourselves for a while with that, in which everyone took a turn setting their hands on the poi

You roll your eyes and stick your hand in, grabbing an... Iron Cross Necklace? You wince, looking over at the man next to you who had just dropped the necklace in. "You're kidding me, right?" Germany asks his brother, a little annoyed. "Well, howdy to you too, Germany!" you scoff, jumping from your seat to hide in the little closet. It wasn't his fault, he didn't know you had a crush on him. He flushes, jogging after you. "(Y/n), I didn't mean it that way..." he touches your crossed arms. You flinch but refuse to let him win. "It's just, Prussia knows that I..." You look at him expectantly, hoping he would say it first. He clears his th

"_______ got Leon!" You looked at the set of headphones in your hand. You'd only met the asian country a few times, but when you did, you couldn't help but feel some sort of link between the two of you. He was a lot like his older brother, Kiku. He didn't show a lot of emotion, but that was one of the things you liked about him. You heard quiet footsteps approaching you and you turned round, smiling softly at him. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a t-shirt with his flag on it, and a cardigan with sleeves that were a little too long for him. He held his hand out to you and you took it, letting him lead you to the closet. "Keep it PG guys!"

Your hand touched something feathery, but before you caould pull it out, it bit you. "Ouch!" You pulled your hand out of the hat, finding your finger to be bleeding. A small bird struggled out of the bag. You gave Alfred a bewildered look as you sucked on your finger to stop it bleeding. "It would appear you found my puffin..." A cool voice mumbled from behind you. You turned around and became face to face with one of the nordics. Iceland. "Oh, hey Emil." YOu said, smiling a little at him. He was dressed in what he usually wore, apart from the fact his shirt wasn't done up fully. Alfred heard the quiet mumble from the Icelandic nation and gr

Warning: I swear in this one too. But I don't give a shit anymore. See, I just swore in a warning about swearing... ~ Your boyfriend broke away from the kiss with frown on his face. Staring back at him you tried to keep the sheepish look off your face. “Is something wrong, Matt?” you asked. “We didn’t have pancakes for breakfast.” he said. Damn it, you thought, he knows. You just frowned trying to keep an innocent look on your face, “So?” “I taste maple syrup.” Matthew said, catching your lips again. You knew it might be better to keep your mouth shut, but you couldn’t resist y

Warning: I swear. Do I even have to say that anymore? Puhhhh... Swearing is good for you! So deal with it. Matthew woke to the sounds of shoveling snow. He wondered if some kids were shoveling his drive for money. Well, he sure as hell wasn’t going to pay them, he thought, rolling over to find your warmth. Matthew shot up, finding you no where to be seen. “_____!” he called out, kind of worried. You never woke up before him. There was no sound. Just the constant shoveling that was starting to grind against his last nerve. Throwing open the curtains he prepared to yell at whoever the hell it might have been to go away. But

Matthew was so sweet. You really loved the poor fellow to death, but he was way too oblivious. Lost in a realm of books and fiction, he was unreachable to you on that level. And you were too shy to drag him back out. But you were still trying. Kind of. You accompanied him to the library after school. You pretty much jumped at any opportunity to hang out with him, and hoped it didn’t bother him. So there you were, rubbing your bare arms to use friction to warm yourself. Matthew observed this, “Are you cold, _____?” “I’m fine, Mattie.” you said with a smile, knowing he was the type to worry. Still, he to