SO LISTEN UP HERE! I see you think this is going to be AU but NEIN you are wrong Prußen ,Français, España are all themselves but, it's like they live in America for some reason and all of you think I'm adding a freakin Mary sue, but nein wrong there too it's just another person juts to make the story better because if I added another country it would like freaking fuck it up and wouldn't make much sense... So s'il vous plaît readddd Oh yeah and let's pretend that Hetalia is known but Prussia France Spain and the rest of the countries hide their identity when they go out so not man people notice them and they don't know EXCATLY what Hetalia is they just heard of it ((shit this is a Lonnng Author note))
Prussia, Spain, and France went on a trip to the grocery store to buy some "shit" for France's food (as Prussia put it). After France got all his ingredients for his food like, some fresh fruit , meats and now they are in an aisle looking for the "perfect" type of heavy whipping cream for France's Crème Chantilly, for over like, a hour just looking for the "Best" whipping cream
"Françis this is taking forever can't you just pick one damn one," Prussia complained, he was a very impatient person, exceptionally in the aisle of whipping cream, when he could just have sat home and drank beer
"Gil, it's crème chantilly It needs to be perfect! Mon ami~" said France in a you-should-know-and-care-about-this of tone
"STOP CALLING IT THAT IT'S JUST FREAKING WHIPPING CREAM!" Prussia screamed and france for call the damn whipping cream, crème chantilly...it is sweetened..truly..But the great chef fannçais shall not agree on the topic (he just has a little to much pride in his fancy words)
"Gilbert, I will not, "whipping cream" is what American's and people who only know of that rip off crème and not of moi crème," France declared slightly easing his voice
"Gil, Françis can we please not argue in the middle of the aisle mi amigos, people are starting to stare, eh hehe..hola, don't mind them..." *smiles* Spain try's to clam the two countries arguing about...cream...*readers/author faceplam* saying hola to all the staring people, as they continued to shop with a weird look on their faces...
"Antonio, screw the people fran is taking forever I wanna go home and drink something, or at least do something!" Prussia said with a dead look on his face
"Piyo!~" Gilbird flew over to Spain nuzzling into Spain's neck, trying to tell him 'lets go!'
"Ah, Gilbird I know~ sí, Gil we can go after Franny finishes his shopping!" Spain smiled at Gilbird and Prussia, which got more looks because it seemed as if Spain understood Gilbird (which by the way he does, jus like Prussia, France and Germany)
"Ja, I know," Prussia slumped down, muttering
"Found the perfect one~ lets go mon cher's" putting the perfect crème into the cart Spain was pulling and then grabbing both by the ass, which Prussia stomped on France's foot and Spain...well, Spain didn't even noticed ...*Faceplam Yet again*
"Ohonononon~" France whispered so quietly, and got the top person to get the most looks...from like, EVERYONE
They reached the cashier and started putting the things on the table
"Bonjour, Guten Tag Hola, Namaste, and Hi! How are you!" said the cashier
"Your, awfully peppy," muttered Prussia
"don't mind him! He is a little annoyed " Spain's cut in smiling
"Am not I'm awesome!" Prussia said looking offended
"Haha, don't worry I'm not that peppy I just dnt wat an angry customer storming off and not buying anything!" she smiled Prussia loosed up and laughed slightly at an image of austria coming here and being all prissy because he cant find what he wants..
"Bonjour, do you speak French German and Spanish?" France asked a bit interested in the cashier
"well, Oui for French but nein for German and I only speak a little Spanish my sister taught me just a little, she took Spanish, but I loved the French language so I took it. Whoops you don't want to hear my life story I'm sorry, monsieurs" she said a feeling like an idiot
"Non, it's okay may you check these out mademoiselle,?" France asked smiling at the cheerful chasier
"sí we are kinda in a hurry, Pr- I mean Gilbert is wanting a drink of beer mi Amiga," Spain said smiling pointing to Prussia
"hahaha, for a second I thought you were about to say the awesome Prussia!" she laughed at the thought
"Ahem did someone say Prussia, do I guess I was wrong about you being unawesome," prussia grinned
"w-woah wait a minute,...a French a German and a Spaniard...could it be...fuck no way, whoops sorry I'm not allowed to say that...my boss doesn't like it..." she said mentally punching herself
"wait...how do you know we are German, French and Spanish?" Spain asked completely oblivious to the known fact that they are the stereotypical Spaniard, French and German
"Well its obvious... Anyway...so wait can I ask you a question, "Gilbert"...how's Birdie?" she smirked
"WHAT? How do you know mein birdie?" Prussia said shocked
"AH HA it's true! Yeah. I knew it, how's Austria, and Germany, oh and how is Lovi, Spain?" she smiled
"Wa? Lovi! He is gooooddd..wait how do you know Lovi?" Spain grinned at the mention of Romano
"Roddy is good, wait how do you know Germany!" Prussia said shocked even more
"Françias how is England?" she smirked even more
"Ah mon Cher is as annoying as ever... How do you know him?" France asked intrigued
"Well I'm done with your groceries have a great day guys au revoir!" she said smiling at her awesome self for teasing them and finding out who they are , so they do exists she thought as She handed them a receipt and smiled a smile that would be as creepy as Russia's
later that day
France was at prussia's house checking the receipt and saw at the bottom the cashiers number and a note saying " have anymore questions?"
"Gil! Antonio! Come here!"
"What mi amigo!" Spain smiled Chewing on a tomato and got up coming near France
"What is it Franny!" Prussia got up from where he was sitting
"Oh! It's the cashiers number, ohonononon! I'm so charming!" France gave a kissy face and smiled
"dumkopf! She was talking about the way she knew us!" Prussia knew why she gave the number but still thought even if she were t give jet number it would be for him not for France and not for Spain either, looking over to him smiling and not notice himself being molested by France *faceplam*
"Guys we should text her and ask her something about us she could tell us something...!" Prussia said
"Sí mi amigo! We should but I need to send a basket of tomatoes for Lovi first!"
"Oui thats a good idea Gil!" France said trying to hug Prussia, but settled for Spain
"Franny, if you try to touch my ass right when i need to see lovi I swear I will get my ax on you mi amigo!" Spain smiled
"ah! Oh sorry mon Cher!" France backed away I guess he noticed this time..
So anyway I hope you enjoy I will probably continue it but I want to know what you think if you like it I shall continue it but if not I will make it into a oneshot