Disclaimer:
A story idea I had from a while ago, but I thought I'd give it a go. Here's a few thing I might want to explain. I have both the cannon and Fem!Nations coexisting. I consider the female doppelgängers as siblings. Although, in this story, I'll be mostly referring to everyone by their human names to avoid some possible confusion.
For now, it seems that there will be no pairing for the moment, unless of course, people really want one. Then that might be arranged.
Just to make it easier to follow along:
Arthur Kirkland=England, Alice Kirkland=Fem!England, Alfred F. Jones=America, Amelia Jones=Fem!America.
I know there are some of you who already know this, but this is for the people who don't
I don't own Hetalia or Doctor Who. I am nothing but a mere fan of both shows that just happens to love to write.
Enjoy!
The Christmas was season was in full swing around the world as it was the week before Christmas Day. Shoppers who had put gift buying for so long were in a rush to find everything they needed before it was all sold out, that is, if it wasn't already. Of course, in one country, there was a pondering of what disaster was coming this year. And that country was England. Yes each of the last few years, they have had to deal with a wide asortment of various aliens, a different one each year, and it all seems to stem from a man known as The Doctor, or at least according to Arthur Kirkland. Anyways, we move on to the story at hand.
Alice Kirkland was looking over the Christmas decorations when she heard a knock on the door of her house. She opened the door to a shining familiar face. "Alfred?" Alice said not expecting him. "What are you doing here?"
"Dude, just saying hi." He said. "Thought I'd come on by and visit." Alfred stood at the door step wearing jeans and a tee shirt and his beloved Air Corps jacket, which everyone doubted he'd ever part with.
"Um come in." She said inviting him in. "Arthur's going to be gone for a while, just to let you know. I was just about to start cooking." Alfred looked like he was about to gag.
"Um, how about I cook." He said so he wouldn't have to taste her terrible cooking. Sadly, Alice, like Arthur, was really bad at cooking.
Alice sighed. "Fine." She didn't feel like arguing with him since she was fully aware that she couldn't cook.
An hour later the smell of ground beef wafted in the air as Alfred cooking, you guessed it, hamburgers. Alice was laughing about something Alfred had said when all too familiar whooshing sound was coming from the back yard. Alfred and Alice ran out to see if they were right about what was causing the sounds. A blue police box stood in the yard, where nothing had been standing just moments ago. A tall and skinny man wearing a brown suit with spikey sort of hair stepped out of the box.
"Oh hello there Alice and Alfred!" He said smiling. "Nice to see you two again."
"Hello Doctor." Alice said. "I wish I could say the same."
A/N
The beginning is a little short, but don't worry! It's only the beginning.