Hetalia meets the Johnny Stories.
Episode 1. Click Click Slide.
Johnny- Romano.
Parent- Russia.
Crazy Knife Murderer- Belarus.
"Papa we finished setting up the tent!" Lovino called, running into the house with two of his friends in tow. Ivan looked over from where he was sitting at the table and smiled.
"Okay. Go play outside until dinner is ready." He said as he stood up. Lovino nodded and led his friends back outside, chattering something about his tomato garden as he went. Ivan started to cook dinner, making sausages and eggs.
Meanwhile outside the three 9 year olds were playing Tag in the backyard, chasing each other around at top speed as they went. It was Lovino's turn to be 'It'. He was already gaining on one of his friends and just about caught him when a sound made him freeze.
Click, Click, Sliiideee…
He looked around for the source of it while his friends realised he wasn't playing anymore and stopped.
Click, Click, Sliiideee…
There it was again! He frowned and turned on his heel, heading back towards the house to tell his father.
"Papa!" He called loudly once he was inside. "I heard a weird noise in the garden!" He announced. Ivan turned around with a look of surprise.
"Really? You will tell Papa what it sounds like Da?" He asked, Lovino nodded.
"It was weird! Kinda like 'Click, click, slide'." Ivan went pale but he put a cheerful smile on his face and patted the child's head reassuringly.
"It was probably nothing to be worried about Lovino. Go back and play Da?" He said softly. Lovino nodded again and dashed back outside to join his friends. Ivan turned to look out the window and bit his lip nervously. "I am really hoping this isn't you sister…" He muttered.
Later on that night, all three children were tucked into sleeping bags in the tent and Ivan was reading a book while lying in his bed. Lovino was curled up in his sleeping bag trying to sleep but every time he drifted close to dreaming he heard that noise again.
Click, Click, Sliiideee…
Finally Lovino lost his temper and stood up; grabbing the heavy-duty torch Ivan had left them and headed out of the tent, flicking the torch on to scan the dark yard.
Click, Click, Sliiideee…
"Come out stupid noise!" Lovino yelled, clenching his free hand into a fist. "I'm trying to sleep dammit!"
Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee…
The noise seemed to get faster and louder much to Lovino's displeasure. He scowled and started to follow the noise, determined to find the source.
Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee…
The noise seemed to be coming from the large tree in the backyard. Lovino kicked the tree and glared up at the branches.
"Shut up stupid tree noise!" He shouted. "I'm trying to sleep you fucking asshole!" the nine year old swore, kicking the tree again.
Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee…
"Argh!" Lovino growled and started to clamber up the tree, scowling furiously. As he climbed the noise got louder and louder, faster and faster.
Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee… Click, Click, Sliiideee…
Lovino pushed aside a cluster of leaves and yelped as he found his nose inches away from a shining knife bade. The person holding the knife was a young woman, about 25 or so with long platinum blonde hair, held back by a ribbon and icy blue eyes. She had knives in both hands, the edges curved and gleaming.
"WHAT THE CRAPOLA ARE YOU DOING IN MY TREE?!" Lovino cried, hazel eyes wide with shock.
"Where is my big brotherrrrr?" The woman hissed, drawing the knife back.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" Lovino yelped, leaning back. The woman scowled.
"You are not big brotherrrrr you must die…" Lovino went pale and ducked as a knife went flying towards his head.
"GET OUT OF MY TREE BASTARDA!" He yelled and threw the torch at her, hitting her square in the chest and making her stumble back while Lovino took the opportunity to escape, scrambling down the tree at top speed. He hit the ground running, heading for the house so he could wake his Papa and get him to make the creepy lady leave. He had almost made it to the door when something hit him in the back and made him fall forward, burning pain spreading throughout his body as he fell but it was quickly being extinguished by a soothing darkness, overtaking the pain and making him close his eyes as he hit the ground.
The woman paused next to the dead child and pulled her knife from his back, wiping the blood off on the hem of her dress before she continued inside. Ivan looked up from his book when he heard the back door open and close.
"Lovino?" He called "is that you?" he waited for a reply. There was none. "Lovino?" He called again, climbing out of bed and standing up.
"Beeg brotherrrrrrrr~" Ivan stopped in his tracks, going white. The door to his bedroom creaked open and a pale face appeared, smiling widely at him. "I found you~". Ivan took a shaky step back, eyes wide with shock.
"N-Nataliya?" he stammered. "W-what are you doing here?" The young woman pouted, stepping fully into the room.
"Are you not glad to see me beeg brother?" She asked, lifting one of her knives to examine the gleaming blade. Ivan forced a smile onto his face as he spotted the fresh blood dripping off the blade and splashed against the hem of her dress.
"O-of course I am little sister. But you did not answer my question…" He trailed off. Nataliya smiled again, the grin looking a little too wide to be sane.
"I came to marry you brother~" She purred, sharpening her knife blades against each other.
Click, Click, Sliiideeeee…
"I see…" The smile dropped from Ivan's face and he took another step back so he was pressed against the wall. Nataliya moved even closer so she could reach up and brush Ivan's light blonde hair out of his eyes.
"We will be together forever beeg brotherrr…"
End.
Well I've been working on a few one-shots to get back into the groove of writing (Sorry to all of my 'Free Hetalia Units? Cool!...Wait...What's a Unit?' followers for not updating in so long! D: ). Anyway, Johnny Stories are basically a collection of spooky stories about this one kid called Johnny who dies in each one. I have a few more of these planned out but if anyone else has a spook story they'd like to share, review and let me know~
Darky out~