Hi guys! This will be my first time sharing a reader insert fanfiction. If you have any tips or suggestions, shoot me a message and I'll look it over. I hope you all like it!
PS, Sorry guys, your appearance may be altered to go along with the story line.
It had been a long week. By the time the bell for last period rang, you were ready to throw in the towel. You rushed to your beat up old dodge neon with little more than a word to your girlfriends and turned the key, praying that the engine would turn. When it did, you breathed a sigh of relief. You looked up wearily and groaned at what you saw. Your friend and unfortunately, your crush, were leaning against the school wall, sucking face.
It didn't bother you that they were kissing. Nor did it bother you that they were doing it in public. What really upset you was that they were so perfect for each other. A dream couple. It was so hard to stay docile towards a pair like them. Nonetheless, you tried. It was a hard thing to do, but you did.
And without complaint, might I add. That way, you two stayed friends, and your crush at the very least knew your name. After leaning your head against the stealing wheel for a few seconds, you looked up. They had stopped and you friend was waving at you from across the parking lot. You have a tight, strained smile and waved back.
He waved too.
You threw your stuff onto your bed the moment you walked through your bedroom door. There was no need to go anywhere else, nobody was home after all. You flopped onto your small twin bed on the floor and closed your eyes, wishing it would all go away and you could just be in nothingness. When that didn't work, your mind began to wander.
"I should create an alternate reality simulator. For those people like me who hate this world... I could make millions..." You said aloud to no one in particular.
You had decided. From then on, it would be your lifetime goal.
You groaned when you heard the front door creak open.
"Hey hon, we're gong to be gone for the rest of the evening, don't wait up!" Called your mother from downstairs. When you didn't respond, she just huffed and continued on her way, grabbing her scarf on the way out. You would receive a text later on from her explaining why she was out and why she would not be home for the rest of the weekend.
You figured you should finish up your homework but figured the notion itself was highly unlikely and decided to surf the web instead. For the past few years, you had immersed yourself in an anime. Hetalia! It took the stress away and you were fully convinced it was the reason you were passing your AP European class with a 101.19 average. How cool would it be if your simulator could bring you into the world of Hetalia? You made a mental note to incorporate that into your finished idea.
After returning from the gym at nine thirty, you decided dinner wasn't all too important tonight, as you had basically snacked throughout the day. Instead, you made a beeline for the shower. Stripping the workout clothes off of your body, you climbed into the small space and started the water.
It felt incredible against your sore muscles. While you were by no standards sportive or anything of the sort, you were making a serious effort to become more fit and healthy. It was paying off, slowly but surely, but you were still incredibly self-conscious of your appearance. You brushed your incredibly curly brown hair and let conditioner sit in it as you washed the rest of your body.
Once you were completely satisfied, you went to lean against the wall and freaked out as stop realize you were falling. Backwards and upside down, you tried to open your eyes but all you could see was darkness. You reached out into the dark to grasp something, anything to hold onto but your hands fell short.
Within a fraction of a second, the lights were back on. However, all noise had ceased. It seemed as though there was a noise vacuum before a small cough sounded. Your eyes burst open, and the sight of what was in front of you scared the living daylights out of you. It was a large room, filled by a long table, occupied by quite a few people who's eyes were now trained upon you. You scanned faces in an attempt to recognize someone. Your brain was going into over drive before you noticed something.
Eyebrows.
Huge bushy eyebrows raised in surprise.
They were so recognizable you almost screamed.
The bloody United Kingdom was seated in your line of vision. You looked around and sure enough, you could name all the people sitting around the table. Even Canada was recognizable. A world conference? And you were naked in front of them and unless you could fix that, you were going to pass out. You were dry, however, you realized as you took a glimpse down, that you could barely cover your own breasts, as they rivaled Ukraine's in size. You tummy had all but disappeared, and your legs seemed longer, which was incredible because you stood at a whopping 5'11 last time you checked.
"Alfred!" You called.
"Yes ma'am" a voice responded hesitantly.
"Your coat." You demanded, still attempting to shield yourself from the eyes of the countries surrounding you, particularly, a certain Frenchman who was leaning in for a better look.
"Yes ma'am." The voice responded.
You breathed a sigh of ease when gloved hands draped a heavy, familiar bomber jacket around your shoulder, covering your nakedness.
"Miss. Hungary?" You asked, scanning the crowd. She stood up as your eyes locked with hers.
"Please show me the way out." You asked, your chin raised and your back straight. The jacket came only a bit past your bottom, so it would be a good idea to leave right then.
"O-of course!" She stuttered, ushering you forwards and into the hall. Your daring had run out and you sunk deeper into the coat with your head down as Hungary led you into a room.
Your knees buckled and you looked around dreamily.
"Oh. My. Goodness. What in the name of all that is holy was that?!" Hungary cried, wrenching you out of your haziness.
"Elizabeta..." You breathed, tasting her name, as you'd never actually used it to address her before.
"And you know my name too?! Ah!" She squealed, bringing her hand up to her face.
You straitened yourself out and stood because you felt your legs were finally strong enough.
"Yes, it's almost as if I know you all, actually." You said.
"How?! Oh, dear, never mind that, let's get you into some clothes instead of that wretched old American jacket!" She exclaimed, realizing you were still completely naked underneath the coat. She ran into another room for a few minutes. You took that time to become familiar with your surroundings. The room was small, bigger than your own, but small nonetheless. A bed sat in the middle of the room, on either side a bedside table.
"No personality in here." You said out loud. The beautiful Hungary chose that moment to rush into the room.
"I agree. It's only an extra room for those who need it during the world conferences though." She explained, setting the outfit she had retrieved for you on the bed and placing some boots on the floor. She smoothed out her skirts before looking up and eying you suspiciously.
"I'll be in the hallway. Please get dressed and come out when you have finished."
"Thank you, I will!" You exclaimed, relieved you finally had some clothes. She nodded wordlessly and left the room, closing the door on the way out.
It was a uniform, that she had given you. Blue... A deep blue.
"Holy crap!" You exclaimed, holding the suit out in front of you.
It was on of Italy's uniforms!
"Oi! What is the problem!?" A surprised Hungary called from outside.
"Nothing! Nothing..." You replied, tugging on the uniform, which, surprisingly, fit well... Everywhere except for the bust. You decided that you would have to deal with it and continued on, pulling on the boots. Once you'd finished up, you turned the knob for the handle and jumped back in alarm. A gaggle of men fell through the doorway. A few had the decency to look ashamed, others (*cough*France*cough*) brushed it off and got up to further investigate you.
"Um... Hi?" You greeted meekly, waving with one hand.