[Author's Note:]
Collab story time! This is going to be a silly story that EliteKessu and I will be working on. I apologize for the super long first chapter. We got carried away and didn't know where we could cut off.
Enjoy~ ^.^
Situation
"Hey Kiki." A girl with long, black hair and a newsboy cap strode up to a fountain. This was a meeting place between her and her friend when they wanted to get together to go somewhere.
A girl with shorter hair, and height, looked up from her phone and waved at her friend. "Hi hi."
She smiled and took her friend's phone from her hands, to rid of distraction. "Say Kiki, what do you want to do today? I mean it's the start of summer."
Kiki reached for her phone but her friend's height was obviously higher and decided not to try anymore. "We could…" then her stomach growled as on cue to her pause, "…grab something to eat first." She laughed nervously, with a sweatdrop going down her head.
Another stomach growl resounded. "Yeah, good idea." The taller friend laughed too. "Carl's?"
Kiki shrugged. "Sure, why not?" It was where they usually went and it was nearby so why not take that chance?
-Somewhere at some other world-
A young man with bright blue eyes and short blonde hair, which had a lock of hair sticking up above his forehead, cleared his throat. "Okay! Let's start off this meeting!"
The British man of this conference heaved a sigh. "Do bring up something rational to discuss this time…"
"Like your weird magic stuff is rational, Artie," countered the blonde American.
"Moving on!"
Alfred F. Jones simply grinned in satisfaction and turned back to the meeting. "Anyway, I got something wicked cool to show you guys!" At that, he pulled out a battered old book.
"Ve~ did you finally find 'The Atmosphere' book?" asked the Italian. He and Alfred had been on a lifelong quest to find such sacred text; at least, they thought it was sacred because they could not find it and no one else would help them out.
"I did! It's so cool! It says a bunch of cool things about other worlds and stuff like that!" he answered excitedly.
Feliciano Vargas gasped. "Whoa! That's amazing~ I wanna see!"
"Other worlds?" The Brit, Arthur Kirkland, raised a brow.
"A lot better than your magic crap, Artie; It actually tells you how to get people from different worlds," Alfred retorted in a mocking tone.
Feliciano continued to be amazed. "Really?"
Arthur slammed on the table, startling the nations sitting around him. "That is risky, Alfred! Don't try a stunt like that. And stop calling me Artie!"
The German leaned back in his seat impatiently. "Can we actually talk about something other than magic, please?" He did not understand any of this witchcraft or alchemy or whatever that was involved. He only wanted real issues to be discussed and greatly disliked how Alfred was always the one leading.
An equally impatient Swiss shook his head. "You should know by now that nothing in these meetings are meaningful."
"I have to agree with that, aru." The Chinese, by the name of Yao Wang, placed his hands in his large sleeves and sat back in his seat a well.
"Besides, a lot of us are not paying attention, daze~" commented Yong Soo, the Korean nation of this meeting.
A man with short black hair and somewhat different eyes than the others nodded. "I sadly agree." Heracles Karpusi, his Greek friend, was already in deep sleep, as usual.
"Romano~" The Spaniard glomped his former lackey. He preferred to call him by his nation name.
"Get off of me!" Lovino shouted in response.
"These meetings are usually fun, aren't they, Kumajiro?" Matthew Williams asked his pet polar bear.
The mass of white fluff looked up at him, "Who?"
"I'm your owner…"
The elegant Frenchman flipped his long wavy hair. "Arthur, you are horrible at keeping your cool."
"Shut up, frog!"
Ivan Braginski quietly sat at his seat, a smile floating across this face.
A dutiful but worrisome nation of Lithuania noticed the smile. "Y-you seem to be in a good mood today." Having to work under Ivan for a while made him fear, but at the same time gave him the ability to sense, the bad presence emitting from the Russian.
He grinned at him. "Oh, don't mind me. I'm just imagining how everyone's faces will be like once they become one with me."
Yao shuddered at such grim thought. "Aiyah, again with that, aru."
"You will become one with me, right?" Ivan turned to his Chinese comrade.
"Don't come sneaking to my home in a panda suit!"
All the while that was going on, Alfred was flipping through his book. "I'll show Artie." Then something finally caught his attention. "Hah! Okay. Ro-tu-li-go-ne-via? What kind of thing is that?"
Arthur knew what it was for and was partially relieved at the American's dense nature. He facepalmed and sighed deeply. Yet, he was frustrated at how he had mispronounced the words. "We haven't even officially started the bloody meeting and already I feel like I want to go home."
"I wanted to leave the second I saw you and your two eyebrows," Francis Bonnefoy, the Frenchie, responded, "Or should I say caterpillars?"
"Why you!"
Alfred had his epiphany moment. "Oh! Rotuligonevia!"
The Brit gasped. "Alfred you bloody idiot! Don't read anything out of that boo—"
A bright light appeared from the ceiling. The room fell silent for a split second and everyone turned their attention up above. Wang Long, nation of Hong Kong, slipped on his shades and enjoyed the light show; although it was nothing compared to his Symphony of Lights.
Ludwig squinted at the scene. "What have you done this time?"
"Ah!"
The nations at the meeting saw a figure fall from the circle of light and onto the center of the table. When they thought that that was it, another figure fell down besides the first, splitting the grand table in half. The light disappeared with a flash and the room went dead silent.
The second girl got up on her knees. "Ow…"
The first girl rubbed the back of her head. "Okay, what tractor ran over my head..?"
"I just wanted soda…" The second girl noticed the awkward buzz in the room and looked up, finding about forty people around them. Panic ran down her spine. "Err…"
"What's up?" Her friend soon realized the foreign room as well. "Uhhh…"
"Did Carl's have a secret underground lair…?" Kiki scooted closer to the first girl.
She surveyed the premises. "I think we have been kidnapped."
"Either way… where are we?"
A snicker broke the silence. "It worked!" Alfred rejoiced. He honestly did not expect anything to work but things turned out for the better, at least for his part.
Arthur went up to him and smacked his head. "You just caused something horrible and you're happy about it?"
The second girl pointed at them with a trembling finger. "I-is that..?"
Ludwig facepalmed and shook his head. Alfred had yet again succeeded to screw something up.
Feliciano peered curiously over the German's shoulder. "Oh~ Surprise guests?"
The taller girl blinked at the scene. "Uhh… I am horribly lost."
Yong Soo decided to surprise attack his brother. "Aniki~" He glomped the Chinese nation. "I want food, daze~"
The girl held her breath and whispered to Kiki. "Oh god… Please don't tell me…"
Her friend gasped and whispered back. "Contain yourself…"
"Easier said than done…"
"You have to send them back!" Arthur shouted at Alfred.
"How can I send them back?"
Kiki flinched at the sudden uproar. She was not used to loud voices, with the exception of her friend's of course. In the meantime, the first girl was staring at the two bickering brothers.
The Frenchman came up to them and extended a helping hand. "Now now, let's not leave these two lovely ladies sitting in a pile of broken wood."
The girl with long hair recognized the man. "Oh my god, it's Francis."
"Ah~ you know of me?" He flipped his soft looking hair.
"Yeah, as in the perverted freak that deserves to die in flames."
Francis pretended to get hit and threw a dramatic fit. "Oh~ an arrow right to my heart."
She scoffed. "Why not send ten thousand more?"
Kiki just sat there and watched the two. A sweatdrop ran down her head, and then she noticed someone coming over.
The Korean bumped Francis to the side and faced the first girl. "Do you need help, daze?"
She responded with an eye twitch and turned to her friend. "Kiki…"
"Yes..?"
"Is that who I think it is?"
"I believe so."
Yong Soo just stood there, waiting for an answer; clueless to what was coming for him. In a flash, the girl glomped him and locked him in a death hug.
"Can't… breathe!" The nation tried to move but it was just a futile effort.
Yao shook his head. "Karma; I will go with that, aru."
"I probably should have given him a warning." Kiki scratched her head and watched as her friend squeezed the life out of him.
She squealed and hugged harder. "It's Korea!"
"One…and…only…!"
"My heritage nation!" she squealed again.
Kiki sighed and tried to have her friend let go of him. "He's starting to go blue."
"Ve~ Yong Soo can change colors."
The Japanese nation, Kiku Honda, turned to his Italian friend. "I do not think that is a good thing."
The girl finally let go and Yong Soo inhaled a deep take of air. "I can finally breathe, daze…"
She scratched her head in embarrassment. "Sorry about that."
The nation flapped his oversized sleeve at her. "No worries."
"Satisfied?" asked Kiki. She knew that her friend was a major fan of Yong Soo and was afraid that something like this would happen.
She nodded. "Oh, by the way, I'm Jacklin but you can call me Jack or Jackie for short." She directed attention to her friend. "And this is my best friend…"
The shorter girl blushed at the sudden attention. "I-I'm Maki but she calls me Kiki."
Jackie sighed. "You're way too shy for your own good, Kiki."
Maki hid behind her friend. "But there are so many people here."
She looked at Yong Soo and then back at her. "Do you see me getting freaked out?"
"You're not me!"
Francis waved his hand. "Now now, let's not fight over me, mes cheris."
In the background, Alfred and Arthur were still arguing.
"What do you mean I have to take care of them?" shouted the young American.
Ivan, who was listening in on them the whole time just smiled. "Would make sense." He simply wanted Alfred to be troubled. After all, he has always enjoyed watching other people suffer.
Arthur crossed his arms, showing that he was being serious. "You are the one who brought them here! Until you send them back, they are to be stuck with you."
Jackie looked at Maki. "Do I have to live in a house full of hamburgers and video games?" She made a face. "I'd rather live with Ludwig and Gilbert than to stand in that mess." Her friend nodded in agreement.
"Hey! What's wrong with that?" questioned the American.
The long haired friend put a hand on her hip. "Dude, eating hamburgers all day will make you fat."
"Does not!" he challenged, "Look at me!" He stood up tall to show that he was not flabby with fat.
"I heard you gained five pounds last week," whispered Ivan. Quiet laughter sprouted throughout the room.
"Did not!" Alfred pounded on the table. Ivan just giggled for his amusement.
"If I had a choice, then I'd rather stay with Kiku…" Maki commented to Jackie.
She fixed her cap. "I think we should talk about the main issue here."
"Which would be?"
"Where in the world we are."
At that, Ludwig stood from his seat and presented himself. "To answer that, you two are in the middle of a World Conference held in Italy." His booming voice and accent fought through the loud and scattered chatter throughout the room.
Jackie's jaws dropped. "How the heck did we end up in Italy?"
"Ve~ Benvenuti in Italia~"
"Yes, thank you, Feliciano," said Jackie. He smiled gleefully in satisfaction.
The Swiss was getting really impatient with this whole thing and something was bugging him, being overly protective and all. He slammed his fist on the table. "Is anybody else finding this suspicious?"
"Does anybody else think that Vash shouldn't yell?" shouted Jackie.
"Or you…" Maki said to herself.
"I heard that, Kiki."
A younger girl sitting beside Vash turned to her brother. "What do you mean, bruder?"
He recollected himself, knowing that he probably had set a bad example for his sister. "How is it possible that they know about us so well when we haven't disclosed any information?"
The Spanish nation propped his elbows onto the table and rested his chin on his hands. "Si, that is strange. But they seem fun so do we really have to worry?"
Alfred scoffed. "They're obviously psychic cyborgs from the future."
"Too much sci-fi, Alfred…" said his quiet Canadian brother.
Jackie laughed at the comment. "No, I came from a blue telephone booth." Arthur in the back chuckled for he knew what she was referencing.
Maki smirked at him. "Psychic cyborgs? Really?"
Her friend turned to her. "Do you want to explain?" She frantically shook her head 'no'.
"Aww, it's okay. You can tell us." Feliciano gave her a reassuring smile.
"Ehh…" She hid behind Jackie. "Flip a coin. If it's heads then I will explain."
"Okay!" Jackie took out a quarter from her jeans pocket and flipped it. It landed on heads and she grinned at her.
"Oh what?... Really? Do I have to?" she asked desperately.
"You're the one who came up with the idea," Jackie said casually.
"Okay…" she sighed in defeat. "In this 'other world' we come from, you guys are all in an anime."
"Anime?" Kiku cocked his head to the side. Anime was his specialty but he had never heard of this occurrence. Several eyes directed toward him and he ducked behind his meeting notes.
"Yes… I guess systems are a bit different here…" Maki rubbed the back of her neck. "You guys are from this anime called 'Axis Powers Hetalia', and being big fans, we know pretty much all that there is to know about you all." Chatter of mixed reactions built up but Ludwig hushed them.
"So in this 'other world', we are mere characters created by someone?" he asked. Maki and Jackie nodded at the same time.
Feliciano raised a hand. "But how can we be in an anime if we're right here?"
"I wish I knew…" Jackie smiled innocently. "But either way, it looks like we are stuck here until someone sends us back." All heads turned to the Brit.
"Oh, no no no no no!" He pulled Alfred up to him. "This bloody fool is the one who brought them here. It has to be him who has to send them back."
"Kirkland…" Ludwig sighed. "You are the only one who knows magic so it is your responsibility to send them back."
He frowned and stood his ground. Everyone looked at him expectantly and he eventually fell under pressure. "Fine! It's for my own good, not yours, because there can't be two girls from another world running about in our world."
"Hey!" Jackie shouted at him, "What's wrong with that?"
"You will never know what will happen, young lady!"
"Don't be such a barrel!" She stuck her tongue out at him.
The American cracked up. "Good one!"
The tall Swedish nation was also amused, for one of his citizens was referenced.
"Where in the world did 'barrels' come from?" The Brit shook his head. "Anyhow, don't do anything irresponsible while you two are here."
Maki placed a hand on her friend's shoulder dutifully. "I will be sure to keep an eye on her."
"We won't—Hey! What do you mean 'keep an eye on her'?" Jackie started hitting her shoulder.
The German nation pinched the bridge of his nose. He sighed heavily and stood up once again. "Meeting is over. You are all released to go." Once people started to exit, he turned to the two girls. "You two are to remain in the building until everyone had filed out."
Maki nodded obediently. "Yes si—"
"What? Ah, nah, nah, nah, no!" Jackie frowned. "There is no way I am going to be staying in a world meeting room when I am starving! Even if it's a short while."
"That is not my problem," Ludwig said in a finalized tone.
"Uhh… Yeah it is!" screeched Jackie.
Maki decided to step up and walked up to the nation. "S-she will not stay quiet if she does not eat something… Trust me."
He looked up at Jackie and saw that she was holding a pen in her hand in a seemingly threatening way. Then he turned back to Maki, who looked really nervous. He sighed in defeat and let them do whatever they pleased; as long as they behaved.
-After the Meeting-
"I'm surprised you're calm about this," Maki said as she looked up at her friend. They finally were able to walk out of the conference building since the crowd the nations had lessened. The Italian buzz around the town hall was very relaxed and the sun gently beamed down on them. It was a very nice place to be in.
"Yeah, well, I guess it didn't settle in yet." She shrugged. "Watch, I'll be waking up around midnight sometime in the future and I'll be like, 'Oh my god, I'm in a whole new world with Hetalia characters! Holy crap!' or something like that."
"That… sounds just like you." Her friend laughed nervously. "Things always come to you slow."
"Yeah it—hey…" Jackie stared at Maki. "What's what supposed to mean..?"
"Oh, nothing…"
"Tickle." Jackie poked Maki's side, repeatedly.
To the side, Toris and Ivan were waiting for their ride and were watching the two in the meantime.
"They seem to have a really great friendship." The brown haired nation smiled at the scene.
"Da!" Ivan smiled as well. "I can't wait until they become one with me."
Alfred jumped down several blocks of steps and landed besides the two. "You're not getting my citizens," he growled.
"Ow!" The three nations looked up to see Jackie holding her face. "That stupid wall needs to die!"
"It's not its fault if you don't pay attention," Maki tried to reason with her. Her friend had run into the wall when Maki was trying to run away from being tickled.
"Stupid wall…" Jackie punched it and left a small fist-sized dent. Then she took Maki's hand, forced it into a fist, and compared it to the dent. Her fist was slightly bigger. "Dang it, your hand is still bigger even though I'm taller."
"It's because you have small hands."
"I know; I'm complaining about nothing." Then the two broke into laughter.
Kiku Honda walked up to them, followed by Alfred, Arthur, and Yong Soo. He greeted them with a slight bow. "Since the meeting is over, would you like to join us for lunch?"
Jackie jumped in excitement. "Yes! I'm starving!"
Maki tried to settle her hyper friend down and then turned to the nations. "If it is okay with you all then sure."
-At a restaurant-
After everyone had their share of pasta and breadsticks, which were especially delicious because they were in Italy, Maki nudged Jackie's arm.
"Now that we're stuck here, what are we going to do?"
She shrugged as she swallowed her last bit of pasta. "Don't know, but I don't mind staying here for a while."
Arthur set his cup of tea down. "I will have to find a reverse spell for this, and they take quite a long time to find." He leered at Alfred, who was sitting across the table in front of him.
The American waved it away. "It's all good! They seem to know a ton about us so I'm totally psyched to hear more about this 'other world' they come from."
Kiku nodded in agreement and turned to the two girls. "What anime did you say we are of again?" He was really interested to know as well since he does not recall making any anime relating to the nations' lives.
"Hetalia; well, Axis Powers Hetalia," answered Jackie.
"Hetalia… 'Heta Italia'?" he murmured to himself. "Such an insulting, yet suitable, name for Feliciano-kun…" Maki and Jackie giggled while the rest were puzzled for they did not understand enough Japanese.
"So dudes," everyone looked at Alfred, "where exactly are you from?"
"South California," Jackie and Maki said in unison.
"So you guys really are my citizens?" Alfred asked in shock. The comment he made to Ivan earlier was only a bluff but he was pleased that it was true. "That's… so freakin' awesome!"
Arthur rubbed his head in dismay. "More bloody Americans…" Jackie threw a jalapeno from her appetizer into his mouth, and he swallowed it. "Ah! What the bloody—" He started coughing from the sudden heat in his throat.
"I take offense to that comment," Jackie growled.
The Japanese nation leaned over to Maki in concern. "You friend is… a little…"
"I know…" she said, almost apologetically.
"Hey Kiki, guess what?" Jackie smiled at her.
"Yes?" She turned to her.
"Your face."
Maki turned back around and continued with converse with Kiku. Jackie started to turn bits of her food into missiles and threw it at her. Maki then held up an empty plate to deflect the food bits. She still continued to talk with the nation.
"Umm… Maki-san…" Kiku could not help but to be worried about this action.
"This is normal." Maki took a sip of water.
The Brit sighed. "Don't throw food, young lady." Jackie then threw her food missiles towards Arthur, including the wet mustard pieces of lettuce. "Argh! Stop throwing food at me!"
She just grinned. "I'm bored…"
"She really is American, daze…" Yong Soo smiled awkwardly.
"Objection!" She pointed her finger like Pheonix Wright. Then she decided to throw food at Yong Soo instead. He started to throw food back her. "Food fight!" she declared.
"No cake," said Maki.
"No! I'll be a good girl." Jackie sat properly at her seat and started eating whatever that was left at the table.
Alfred was smiling happily to himself. "Yep, this is going to be fun."
Maki slightly nodded unsure if she wanted to agree with that or not. Then she realized something important. "Where are we going to stay? We don't have money or anything…"
"Le gasp! That's right." Jackie automatically turned to Yong Soo with a hopeful look on her face.
"There she goes…" her friend sighed.
"Hm?" Arthur raised a curious, and bushy, brow.
"When you look at that face, you will be reduced to saying yes to something." Maki sighed again. "It's how she got multiple Pocky cases from me."
Yong Soo looked up at everyone else and just shrugged. "I don't mind daze."
"Yay!" Jackie jumped out of her seat and hugged him from across the table.
"You have no idea what you got yourself into," Maki said to Yong Soo.
He hugged Jackie back and looked up at her, and all the while Jackie was squealing into his shirt. "What do you mean, daze?"
"'I'm sorry' is all I can and will say," she said in an apologetic tone. Yong Soo just looked puzzled, and so did everyone else.
"Where will you be staying, Maki?" asked the Korean. "You could stay with Big Brother too, daze."
She held up a hand. "No, thank you." She scanned the table and thought about each nation's backgrounds. "I think… I will stay with Ludwig… avoiding Gilbert, of course."
"Eh?" Jackie rushed up to Maki and whispered in her ear. "Make sure you get baking lessons…"
"What?"
She grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Avoid Gilbert!"
" I... Know... Stop... Shaking... Me!" Maki tried to free herself from her grasp.
"Gomen, gomen, gomen, gomen, gomen." Jackie let go and returned to hugging Yong Soo.
"Should I let Ludwig-san know about this?" asked Kiku. He was one of his closer friends so he felt the need to break the news.
"I think that would be a good idea," said Arthur, "Don't want to randomly barge in."
"Oh, why not? It'll be a party!" exclaimed Alfred.
"But that will be rude…" commented Maki.
Arthur turned to her. "You really are like Kiku... Are you sure you don't want to stay with him instead?" It would make sense since she was polite and had good manners, and to top it off she was also Japanese.
Maki nodded. "I've never been to Germany before, and I'm interested in seeing other cultures outside of Japan and America."
He held up his hands in defeat. "Okay, I won't stop you, love."
…
-Hetalia-
Hey hey Maki, could I have some sake? (No.)
Hey hey Oppa, hey hey Oppa,
I could never forget the taste of the cultures I've never had before!
Draw a circle, there's the earth
Draw a circle, there's the earth
Draw a circle, there's the earth
I'm Jackie!
Ah, a cultural world
That could be seen with the swipe of a brush.
Let's have some cake!
Hetalia!