My POV:
I ran as fast as I could to get to the school. We get in trouble if we're late. I made it to the designated area before the bell rang.
"Hi Russia!" I said to my friend, Kayla. We all called each other by different country names
"Oh, hi Pol- I mean Central Dakota." Kayla replied.
"You were going to say Poland, we're you?" I asked.
Kayla smiled in her way of saying yes.
England's POV:
I was mad at that frog yet again. Who did he think he was anyway? When I got to my house I grabbed one of my black magic books. I tried looking for a spell to make France pay. When I found one I started chanting the words. I messed up one little word so I didn't think anything different would happen, but I was wrong. I became unconscious after I finished speaking the spell. When I awoke everything looked different. For one thing I wasn't in my house anymore, I was in a... cornfield? I got up and brushed the dirt off of me. Then I looked around. I saw all the members of the G8.
My POV:
I doodled in my notebook as I waited for the bell to ring. It was last period on a Friday. Tomorrow would be summer break. Come on bell! Hurry up! I started counting the seconds in my mind. Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...t hree...two...one! BRRIIIIIIIINNNNGGGG! The bell rang. I was free to go! I said bye to my teacher and followed my friend to the library. Before we got there I saw a man looking very confused. He looked like a character from my favorite show. Could it be someone cosplaying as England? I was cosplaying as Hungary. I walked over to the man. He even had the bushy eyebrows.
"Hello, sir. Are you lost?" I asked.
"Hungary! You're here too? Oh no, that means I sent eight other people here." He replied.
"Um, I'm not Hungary." I replied.
"You're not? That's a relief. Now if you'll excuse me, I must figure out where I am." He replied.
"You're in Fort Wayne, Indiana." I replied.
"Indiana?!" He exclaimed.
"Yeah, how come you don't know where you are?" I asked.
"That does not concern you." He replied. He then looked at our faces."America! I've been looking everywhere for you!" He said this to my brother, Eli. America and Eli had a strong resemblance. Okay, who was this guy?
"Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Arthur Kirkland." He replied.
"What?! Do you happen to be England?" I asked.
"How do you know that and why is America a chibi?" He asked.
"Hetalia and this is not America." I replied as I put my hand on Eli's head.
"Don't touch his- weird, nothing happened." Arthur said as I touched the hair that sticks up on Eli. I moved my hand off Eli's head.
"See? Not America." I said.
"I should probably find the others. Goodbye." Arthur said as he headed to where the library was at.
Oliver's POV:
I was happily making some cupcakes. I only had one ingredient left, bleach. I forgot who they were for but oh well, I love to make cupcakes. Maybe Tim wants the cupcakes. If they were for Tim I should add extra bleach. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Hmm, one bottle or two? I know! I'll put in three bottles of bleach! Oh dear, I got cupcake batter on my bowtie. I went and quickly put on a different one. When I finished I went to Tim's house. I hope there's no pink swirling in my usually blue eyes. That usually was a giveaway to the bleach in the cupcakes. I looked in the mirror to check. There was pink and i forgot to put make up on my freckles. There was no way I was going to let anyone see my freckles, let alone Tim! I drove the car back to my house. Then I put my makeup on. Only enough to hide my numerous freckles. I looked at my eyes. They still had pink swirling in them. Would contacts work? Unfortunately i had no contacts so I was forced to go to Tim's with pink swirling in my eyes.
"Tim! I made you some cupcakes!" I said as soon as he opened the door I was smiling crazily and I knew that there was probably more pink swirling in my eyes. Tim looked at the cupcakes, my face, and a pocketbook.
'I'll pass. You probably put bleach in them." Tim replied. My smile wavered for a second. Tim grabbed Clarence and started walking towards me. I gulped. Clarence is a bat with multiple nails sticking out of it. I did not want to get hit with that. Not again. The first time it almost hit my head but I flung up my arm and hit my arm instead. I stated to back away from Tim. I looked at where my car was at. I wouldn't get to it in time. My only option was to run.
My POV:
I was reading an article in the newspaper when I noticed a found person ad. I'd never seen one of those so I looked at it. There was a person with light pink hair and multiple freckles in the picture. Apperantly his name is Oliver Kirkland. I had to reread the name part. The paper said he was in the hospital due to a head wound. Could it be 2p! England? He sure did look like him. Even the name was the same. I decided to call my friend, Jenny.
"Hi Jenny, do you have a newspaper?" I asked as soon as she answered the phone.
"Yeah, why? Jenny asked.
"Look at the missing person's section." I replied.
"Oliver Kirkland?! Could he be...?" Jenny asked.
"I think so, but we won't know for sure unless we talk to him or he snaps." I replied.
"I'll call the others." Jenny said before she hung up.
England's POV:
I started reading one of the local newspapers. I saw a picture of Oliver. He had a bandage wrapped around his forehead and he looked sickly, but you could still tell that he was Oliver. I decided to visit him to see how he got to this dimension. I took the city bus to get to the hospital. I then went over to the nurse at the reception desk.
"Hello ma'am. I'm here to see Oliver Kirkland." I said as politely as possible.
"Relationship?" She said rather rudely. How do I reply to that?
"Brother." I replied.
"Name?" She asked.
"Arthur Kirkland." I replied.
"Third floor, room 112." She instructed.
"Thank you." I said as I walked towards the elevator.
Oliver's POV:
I woke up with a massive headache. I looked around and saw that I was in a hospital. I didn't remember much except for going to Tim's house and that Tim had his bat. I put my hand to my forehead and felt bandages. Tim must have hit me with his bat. Everything looked slightly fuzzy and I guessed that I had a concussion. Then someone walked into the hospital room.
"England?" I asked.
"Yeah. What are you doing here?" England asked.
"I could ask you the same thing." I replied. I tried to sit up but that made me see black spots so I laid back down again.
"I goofed up on a spell." England admitted.
"Again?" I retorted.
"I think the spell might have sent you here too. Do you know if anyone else was sent here?" England asked.
"I just woke up! Besides, all I remember was going to Tim's house." I replied.
Just then a doctor came into the room.
"Do you know this man?" He asked.
"Yeah." I replied.
"I'm his brother." England offered.
Brother? Last I checked we were not brothers. The doctor then took my temperature and gave me a shot.
"I'll go tell the police that I know you." England said as he left.