Please note: If you want this to be/not be romantic, I would love for you to tell me. It influences how fast every chapter will come out, if I know if it's going to be romantic or not.
Edit: I've decided (after changing the OC I'm using) there is not any romance, just family friendship and humour. It's mostly because my oc is now 13-ish.
Chapter 1: A Phonecall
The sound of a guitar played throughout the meeting hall. Everyone was quiet and looking at Spain.
"Baby, baby, when we first met And all of a sudden, when you left
I never felt something so strong
You were like my lover and my best friend
All wrapped into one, with a ribbon on it
I didn't know how to follow, it's like a shot
That spun me around and now my heart dead
I feel so empty and hollow"
"What the hell is that?" questioned England. All heads then turned to a certain self-proclaimed, hero, also known as the source of the sound.
America chuckled nervously and flashed everyone a sheepish grin. 'Ooops!' was written all over his blushing, embarrassed face. "That's my new ring-tone, gotta take this dudes!"
And with that, he flew out of the door like someone set fire to his trousers. Not only that, he had an exited look in his eyes, like he had expected and waited for this call.
"€50 says it's a pretty girl on the end of zat phone." Challenged Francis, with a cocky smirk in England's direction. Said nation wouldn't back down from the obvious challenge.
"You're on, frog."
"Shush you guys! I wanna hear the conversation!" hissed Elizabeta in a hushed tone. Everyone, despite themselves, went quiet so they could pry into America's might-be-private affairs. They realized it was on speaker, so they were even more interested.
"So how's the meeting going?"
"It's really loud like always!" Replied America, chuckling "I'm surprised a fight hasn't broke out yet! France and England are always at each other's necks!"
"How am I not surprised? It's just like you to have such work colleagues."
America full out laughed at the dead-pan response from his companion. "Don't be so sour, Sweetie Pie, I know you wish you were here~!"
"You're not wrong there!" laughed the girls's voice from the phone.
"Anyway, I gotta go! A hero can't keep people waiting!"
"Indeed, indeed. Good bye for now!"
"Au reviour, mon petit agneau~!" said Alfred before ending the call.
America swiftly opened the door, only to see the countries (most of them) piled up on the floor. Little did he know that they had been leaning on the door he had swung open.
"Uhhh…" There were no words to describe what it looked like. Suddenly, as if a switch was flipped, everyone jolted and was up on their feet, discussing what they heard. The loudest being 'Pay up England' and 'America's getting some!'
"Whoa, dudes! What did I miss?" There was a bit of silence before the bad touch trio (France, Prussia and Spain) loomed over him with creepy grins on their faces.
"Vell, Vell, Vell…What 'ave we 'ere?" began France.
"America, but something's missing…" continued Spain.
And Prussia finished off, "He's lost his virginity, that's vhat…"
"What?" cried Alfred in shock: he was beyond confused. Germany, deciding to be the mature one and actually look for answers clarified
for the poor man.
"We heard the conversation you had; or at least some of it."
"Yeah, Alfred. Why did you call her 'sweetie pie' and 'mon petit agneau', Vee~?" the innocent Italy, who was side-by-side with a German and Japanese man.
" 'My little lamb*'?" France repeated Americas words but in English. "Sounds like someone was wooing a girl with the language of love~"
"Oh, you mean that!" cheered the Hero triumphantly "She's just my friend."
"You don't call your just-a-friend 'sweetie pie' or 'my little lamb'!" counted a frustrated and puzzled England.
"The cat thing is just a nick-name and it in French 'cause she's French on her dad's side. Well, kinda..." Explained America, "The 'sweetie pie' was an inside joke, plus it gets on her nerves which is fun."
Silence. That was it. Everyone (save for a few) thought they got their hands on something juicy. Turns out they were wrong. Or were they?
"So…" said a slightly dejected France "Just friends?"
"Yep"
"Friends with benefits?" said Antonio hopefully.
"Yes-wait- NO!"
"Oh!" called out Prussia with a sly grin and red eyes like a chest full of fire, mischief and cunning, "The awesome me sees a blush~!"
BONK! Germany slapped his brother upside the head. "Be quiet about it already!" He yelled in his German accent.
And so, a huge debate *cough* fight *cough, cough* about the mystery caller –whom still wasn't named- broke out. Just another day in the world of Hetalia.
A/N
Me: so who is the mysterious caller? Is there something…intimate…going on between them? I'll tell you now, no, there isn't. But hey! It's the first chapter, how can there already be a boyfriend-girlfriend situation going on? And she's also kinda 12 or something! That'd be really dang creepy!
?:How long was this chap anyway? 100 words? You're so lazy!
Me: Shush up you! It was 732 words actually!
?: You goal is 1,000 per chapter ya bell end!
Me: You sure like making people depressed don'cha?
?: Nope, just you! *giggles like a creep*
Me: Hmph, ANYWHO! In regards to the asterix (*) I just wanted to say something bout the translation. Often an animal noun changes, depending on if it's being addressed as food or not. I couldn't find the non-food version, so if this word is wrong, my excuse is America can't speak French for crap! ^w^