I absolutely love these lame things, so I looked a bunch up and decided to make a Hetalia story of our beloved Hetalia characters using them. I also had a bit of sugar (I just got my braces off!) so yeah... that's why. Various pairings~ Also, some Reader inserts.
Pickup One
Oh god, he was nervous. There she was, just sitting right in front of him. And he couldn't think of a single think to say. Hadn't he spent hours on his computer looking for that damn perfect pickup line? Lame, he knew, but they always seemed to work on other girls! Hadn't Prussia and France and Spain made so many conquests with those absolutely horrid things? Ah! He was straying again. He cleared his throat, but regretted it the moment she turned her blue eyes onto him. God, she was gorgeous. Oh wait! Was that it? Oh well, it just might work anyway. "Y-you're so beautiful I forget my pickup line..." He stuttered out, shyly diverting his gaze to the ground.
Ukraine smiled at the man in front of her. Did he just... use a pickup line on her...? "Aw, Canada." She said softly. "You're so cute, you don't need a pickup line."
Pickup Two
Prussia was smirking, just like he always did when he had a new fish to hook. This hotie was just sitting at the bar with a bored expression. Bored. Those were the easiest ones to pick up. You must've been just dying for some action. Some hot, kinky, awesome action. So, with the aforementioned smirk still on his face, he approached you. You looked up with that same bored stare, but Prussia wasn't discouraged. "Hi, my name's Gilbert. You'll need to know it for when your screaming it later." You just blinked at him in a, "Are you kidding me?" Sort of way.
Then, you smirked back. "Sir, if there will be any screaming, it'll be my name the neighbors remember."
Pickup Three
"Les-bi-honest... you were checking me out, weren't you?" Hungary smirked at the other green eyed girl in front of her, before they both started to laugh. That was the lamest thing that either had ever heard.
Pickup Four
England was gay. Everyone knew that, and everyone was mature enough to respect that. Except America... he hadn't been able to face England since this confession, for unknown reasons. Now, England was shocked to find him waiting outside his hotel room for him. "Amer-"
Before he could finish, America looked at him with a dead serious expression and said, "When I'm around you I can't think straight." (A/N: Get it? Think STRAIGHT, as in, not gay? Sorry, I'm so lame.)
Pickup Five
America was drunk. He hadn't been this drunk for awhile now, and when he had England hadn't happened to stop by. Nor had he had such a large, crushing, infatuation for him. All around, the odds were not the best for his pride. "Are you a burger, because you can be the meat between my buns." He slurred drunkly, earning him a swift slap to the face.
"Stupid American." England grumbled as he stomped away. "Wait until your sober before you come on to me and I'll say yes!"
So that's all for now. I'll be doing five per chapter and updating irregularly. If you have a certain pickup line that you want to be used, please, send it in! I will waste no time to type it up, promise! Anyway, thanks for reading my weird, sugar motivated story. I look forward to writing some more randomness~