Here I am with my first ever Hetalia fic! :3: Please enjoy! It's based off of the movie "The Parent Trap".
Summary: Alice Kirkland and Amelia Jones look exactly alike and get sent to the same summer camp. Amelia is a cool, laid-back gal from California. Alice is a proper rose from London. Alice has never met her father, and Amelia has never met her mother. When these two girls who look alike but act differently meet at summer camp, chaos ensues.
A Summer To Remember
Chapter One - Introductions
It was a lovely June night when Arthur Kirkland and Alfred Jones were married. They had been young and in love and completely... completely naive.
The wedding ceremony was private and secluded to a small yacht in a bay in California – the same yacht that Alfred had proposed on. Everything was wonderful and right in the world.
Their happiness only grew when they found out that Arthur had somehow become pregnant. It was a miracle – they both had always wanted children. But as Arthur's pregnancy went on, they began to fight and fight more often. Something was always wrong – the dishes didn't get done even though Alfred promised – or just other stupid things in general.
On the day of Arthur's delivery, Alfred dropped everything to come see it. He was truly devoted to Arthur and their marriage. He got there just in the nick of time and helped his husband through the entire thing. And boy, was he proud. The Briton had given birth to two beautiful baby girls. It was perfect. They had been fighting over girl names – Alfred had wanted to name a girl Alice and Arthur had wanted to name one Amelia – so the twins received those names. Things were blissful after that, or so Alfred had thought.
One day, Alfred came home from work to find a note on his desk, written in Arthur's signature calligraphy. He had left Alfred because he was just tired of fighting. He had moved back to London.. and had taken Alice with him, leaving the American with most of his things, a ripped wedding photo and Amelia.
Alfred's heart shattered into pieces that day. He was depressed for the longest of time and almost stopped functioning. Arthur had been his life, his entire world.. but soon the American came to realize that he'd have to come to accept this... Amelia would be his life now. And he'd do his best to raise her. For his.. and Arthur's sake.
The two separated twins spent their lives oblivious to their other twin but always felt like something was missing. As they grew up, they always dreamed of meeting their other parents, dreamed of being a true family again. They dreamed of seeing their parents happy once again and honestly, they didn't know if it was possible.. That was, until one summer...
"Amie! Come on, you're gonna be late!" Amelia's father, Alfred, called from the downstairs of their home in California. Amelia, a young girl with shoulder-length blonde hair and bright cerulean eyes that were covered by glasses, stumbled down the stairs with her rather large duffel bag.
"Coming Dad!" The fifteen-year-old yelled as she slung said bag over her shoulder.
Alfred was waiting at the front door with his keys and wallet in hand when Amelia finally reached the bottom, panting lightly. He chuckled lightly and took her bag for her. "You ready for camp, squirt?" He asked, opening the front door so that they could head to his car – an old red Jeep.
"I was born ready!" Amelia chirped as she skipped behind her father to the Jeep. She squeezed into the passenger seat while Alfred placed her bag in the back. "But I'll miss you a lot, Dad." She added, sounding a little deflated.
Getting in the driver's seat, her father chuckled and messed with her hair. "I'll miss you too, squirt. But it's only three weeks and then we can go on our summer camping trip when you get home." He reassured her as he started the car and backed out of their driveway.
"You promise?" Amelia asked with a tilt of her head.
"I promise squirt and your good old dad always keeps his promises - because he's a hero!"
After a long plane and then bus ride, Amelia finally arrived at her destination.. An all-girl's summer camp that was called Camp Walden.
She looked around in awe at all of the other girls. There were so many and they all looked like they were from different countries. With an excited grin, she headed to get her cabin assigned to her.
She had a very good feeling about this.
Alice Kirkland had a bad feeling about this. She had been away from London for all but a few hours and she already missed her father – whom she called 'mum', a lot. Her chauffeur, Ludwig, looked back at her. "You alright, Miss Alice?" He asked, his German accent peeking out. She simply nodded and stared out of the window as he drove up to the camp.
Ludwig was a lot of things – he was a butler, a chauffeur, and also a friend to Alice. One of her only friends. You see, Alice had a hard time playing with others, a trait that she had inherited from Arthur. She was short-tempered, stubborn, and as British as all get out. She had been born and raised in London, so she had never left the city before. Not once ever in her life.
As Ludwig stopped the car and let her out, she glanced around the camp with distaste. "...it's...quaint." She finally said with a steady breath. "I'm sure that you'll have a nice time, Miss Alice." Ludwig reassured her as he handed her her suitcase, which could be rolled as one walked. And then he handed her her purse.
"I do hope you're right," She said with a sigh. She honestly just wanted to go home back to her father and just sit with him all day long and read and drink tea...
"Well, if that's all you need, Miss Alice, I'm going to head back now." Ludwig said curtly before getting back into the car.
"Have a safe trip," Alice said before he drove off into the distance. Looking around, she decided to just go get her cabin assignments and get settled in.
After talking to a semi-nice camp counselor, Alice promptly headed to Cabin Three, where she would be staying for the three weeks. Upon entering, she saw a tall girl with long and wild blonde hair arranging her things at one of the bunk beds. Turning toward Alice, the girl gave her a friendly smile. "Finally! There's someone else here besides me. Names Michaela Kohler and I'm from Denmark!" She said, holding her hand out for Alice to shake it.
With a polite smile, Alice shook her hand. "Alice Kirkland. I'm from the UK – London to be more specific."
"That's so cool," Michaela said with a wide grin. "I've always wanted to meet someone British!" Before Alice could reply, the door to the cabin swung open and there stood a slightly shorter girl with sleek platinum blonde hair and light blue eyes.
Said eyes narrowed when they spotted Michaela. "...not you again."
Michaela's bright blue eyes sparkled when they saw the newcomer. "Lovise! Ah! So great to see you again! I've missed you!" The girl squealed as she ran over and hugged her tightly. "...get off of me." Lovise simply said, looking a slight bit annoyed.
"..I take it that you two know each other," Alice commented.
"We're best friends!" Michaela chirped excitedly. "We shared a cabin last year too!"
Pulling away from Michaela's grip, Lovise walked over to Alice. "Lovise Bondevik. I'm from Norway. You've met my idiot of a friend, Michaela." She said with a quiet sigh. "She's noisy and a magnet for trouble."
Alice nodded in simple agreement. "I'm sure that we can handle her together." The Brit joked lightly, wanting to get along with these girls. They would be her cabin mates for three weeks after all.
Michaela pouted. "I'm right here, you know."
"I didn't notice," Lovise said cooly. "Unpack my stuff. You know where it goes." She added, handing Michaela her suitcase. The taller blonde didn't seem to care that she was being ordered around, in fact she was happy to help. With a hum, she began to unpack and place Lovise's things in the correct places. This left one bunk left, over, the one above Alice's.
"So how long have you two been coming here?" Alice inquired curiously. "You seem to be.. very familiar with everything."
"I started coming here the same year that Lovise did!" Michaela chirped as she placed some of her friend's clothes in a dresser. "That was... three years ago. And we've become great friends since then! We've kept in touch over the years!" She added proudly.
Lovise simply nodded in acknowledgment. She seemed to be a girl of few words so... different compared to the loud and flamboyant Michaela.
As Alice was about to say something else, the door opened again to reveal a short Japanese girl with short black hair and brown eyes. She wore a Attack on Titan t-shirt and some shorts that went to her knees. When she saw the other three, she got a little startled and quickly bowed. "K-konnichiwa, I-I'm Honda Sakura and I'm from Japan. I hope that we can be great friends." She stuttered with a blush appearing on her face.
All three of the other girls blinked. Alice was the first to take the initiative and walk over to Sakura. "Hello there, Sakura. I'm Alice and these two are Lovise and Michaela." Upon hearing her name, Michaela waved hyperly while Lovise shrugged casually.
"I'm very pleased to meet you," Sakura said shyly. Alice smiled reassuringly at her, being unusually nice. She led Sakura over to her bunk and let her get settled.
Alice sat down on her bunk and looked around with a little sigh. "I suppose it won't be too bad here," She mumbled.
Amelia pushed her way into her cabin and found that she was the last one there. Already settled in were an albino girl with red eyes, a shy looking girl with blonde hair and light purple eyes, and a Spanish girl with bright green eyes.
The Spanish girl looked up, eyes sparkling when she saw Amelia in the door way. "Chicas! Our new roomie is here!" She chirped in a heavy Spanish accent. The albino looked up from her hand-held console game with a grin. "Oh mein gott, she's so cute!"
The American girl blushed lightly at being called cute and waved a little. "Hiya, I'm Amelia F. Jones and I'm from America," She introduced herself with a friendly smile.
"I'm Isabella Fernandez Carriedo!" The Spanish girl chirped excitedly and then gestured toward her friends. "That's Julchen Beilschmidt, the official sassy German or self-proclaimed "Prussian" of the group – but everyone calls her Julie."
Julie walked up to Amelia and hugged her tightly. The blonde girl squeaked at the sudden contact. "Let's be like awesome friends!" She said, pulling away and looking at Amelia with a nod.
"Don't terrify the poor Americano, she just got here," Isabella scolded her friend, pulling her away from the American. "Yeah, that's Julie. Over there is our quiet and extremely shy friend. Her name's Madeline Williams – she's Canadian." She added.
Madeline looked up from her book with a light blush. "C-Call me Maddie." She said in a hushed tone. Amelia walked over and shook her hand. "So which bunk is mine?" She asked, tilting her head.
"Zat one above Maddie!" Julie chirped, pointing to it. With that said, Amelia began to unpack and put her things down. She laid an American flag fleece blanket about the normal sheets and got out a burger pillow as well and laid it there.
"So which state are you from~?" Isabella asked from across the room.
"California," Amelia answered and then frowned a little. Just mentioning her home made her homesick.
"Awesome! Do you live in Hollywood?! You know any movie stars?!" Julie asked, dropping her gaming console and looking at Amelia, her crimson eyes sparkling. "Sí, sí! Tell us, por favor!" Isabella demanded.
"Guys, I've never even been to Hollywood," Amelia admitted. "I live in Northern California on a vineyard. My dad owns a vineyard."
"Like for wine and stuff?" The Spanish girl asked with a slight tilt of her head. When Amelia nodded, Isabella grinned. "Bien, bien! She squealed happily. "I like wine! Mi amiga, Lovina, let me try some last summer that we were here!"
"Jah, and you both got sent to the Isolation cabin for the rest of the trip!" Julie said with a laugh. "Is Lovina here this year, by the way?"
"Sí! She has a cabin with her hermana, Felicia!" Isabella chirped. "Also with that French girl Jeanette and some Chinese girl."
Madeline seemed to perk up at hearing Jeanette's name. "J-Jeanie's here?" She questioned in her quiet voice. When Julie and Isabella nodded, Madeline shot out of her bed. "I-I'm going to find her!" She said and quickly left the cabin. Amelia blinked. "What's her problem?"
"Oh, Maddie has a little crush on Jeanette," Isabella said, wiggling her eyebrows. "It's too bad because Julie-"
Julie threw a pillow at Isabella. "Don't you say another word, Isabella Fernandez Carriedo!" She warned, a deep blush on her face. The Spanish girl easily dodged it and grinned. "But mi amiga, you both are so adorable! I ship you and Maddie so hard~!" Another pillow was thrown at her in response.
Amelia watched the two with a grin on her face. She had a feeling that summer camp would go by faster than she had thought.
She could tell that she'd have a great time.
To Be Continued.