DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA. IF I DID.. YOU DON'T EVEN WANT TO KNOW
PLEASE REVIEW WHAT THE PERSONALITIES OF THE OTHER 2P NATIONS SHOULD BE BECAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA
The rain poured heavily outside. The weather was horrible as usual, much like England's ever-grumpy mood.
England slammed the door to his house, a little too hard he thought as his house shook violently.
He had just come home from another unproductive meeting. All he wanted do was curl up on his bed and sleep, and maybe have a cup of tea, he added approaching his tea set.
After making himself a cup of Earl Gray tea, he continued his conversation with himself.
Arguing with Alfred and the frog was more tiring than it seemed. All he wanted to do was relax.
"But no!" he complained to no one in particular, probably any magical being that was listening to his rant. "He had to have paperwork today". His boss's assistant had dropped the papers on his front door, right on the welcome mat. He grumbled as he sat down on his office chair mumbling curses under his breath. If only there were two of him England thought. Then a bright idea came into his head
What if there can be two of them.
"That's not such a good idea" warned the Flying Mint Bunny.
"Oh, what would you know?! You're a bunny for goodness sake" England retorted, gathering his magic stuff.
England went down to his basement, his magic room of sorts, and began chanting a spell to clone himself. After finishing the chant, England looked around to see if there were any Arthur-doubles. He sighed in disappointment, he couldn't find any.
He trudged to his bedroom, thinking he would accomplish the paperwork following morning.
When he arrived at his bedroom, England immediately went to bed, not even bothering to change his pajamas (even a gentleman has to sleep).
And within a minute England had already fallen asleep, unaware of the cerulean eyes watching him in the darkness.
The next day...
"Good Morning love"
England woke to the sound of a voice very much like his own.
WAIT WHAT?!
England opened his eyes, only to find blue eyes staring directly at him. England's reaction was that of any normal person's: to scream like a little girl.
England let out a piercing shriek.
"WHO ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" England shouted at the stranger
"Now, now" The stranger shushed England "It's not polite to scream at a guest"
Guest? England thought he hadn't invited anyone over. England's thoughts were interrupted by his "guest".
"Aren't you going to answer the phone?" His guest said gesturing to the phone.
England had been spacing out too long; he didn't realize that the phone was ringing. He hurriedly answered it.
"Hello" England said, wondering who was calling.
"This is Germany" a distinct German accent came out of the phone. "I have called an emergency meeting, be in the conference room at 12:00 sharp" Germany continued not waiting for England's reply.
Aside from the German's voice England could hear a loud snoring emanating from the phone. Probably Prussia or Italy England thought. England was waiting for Germany to continue probably hung up England scowled that bloody git didn't even wait for me to reply. England was about to hang up as well until Germany added
"-and if you have one bring him as well" The line went dead.
Before England could ponder about what Germany had meant by that, he was interrupted yet again by his guest.
"Boy, I thought you would have more manners."
England was about to retort. He had had enough of this guest criticizing him on his manners. He had been the one to enter his house without his permission. And here he was now telling him his manners should have been better. England was about to give him a piece of his mind, until he added
"You are the other me after all"
England was flabbergasted. What did he mean?
"Oh you poor dear I must have confused you. You see I'm your 2p, or rather your second player. I come from another dimension."
England thought back to the events of last night, when he tried to clone himself. He must have summoned him instead. He looked at his 2p once again. He didn't take the time to see how he looked like.
His 2p had pinkish hair, with a matching pink sweater vest and a blue tie. But other than that, his 2p looked exactly like him.
England had long accepted the fact that there were other universes that were much like theirs. But meeting his other self, his second player there were no words to describe that.
"Oh dear, you're spacing out again. Are you fine?"
It took a while before England was able to respond
"Yes, yes" Then at that moment England had realized what Germany meant.
"Actually we're going to go to a meeting together."
His other self couldn't contain his joy. He began jumping around his bedroom.
God he was almost as bad as Italy.
"By the way what is your name" England asked.
His other self gave a creepy smile before answering
"Oliver"
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