Chapter 1

Trouble

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of the songs. Only the OCs in this story. I don't own the shops and stores either.

A/N: Hello there! Hope you all enjoy this story. No quotes again, so bear with me on this too. Well, enjoy! ^_^


-Canada-

"Ai ya! I'm beat!" gasped out Isabel, laying down on the couch tiredly.

"Not as much as carrying a 300 lb. stack of bricks down a mile of hillside." stated Susan, collapsing on the floor.

Chiara came in from the kitchen with three plates of Churros. She gave two to Isabel, and two to Susan, having two to herself.

"How's work?" she chirpped.

"Alright, but really busy." replied Isabel, biting into her churro.

"Hell," retorted Susan, eating her churro whole.

"Well after you fleurs refresh yourselves, how about we go to the mall. Hot Topic and Silk Road of course." suggested Chiara, picking up the already empty plates.

"YES! I need more anime stuff for my room!" cheered Isabel, jumping off the couch.

"More Germany, Sweden, and Prussia stuff for me!" piped up Susan.

"Alright then, hurry up. We leave in 20 minutes." explained Chiara, as the two girls rush to their room to get showered and dressed.

"Fine mi amiga." Susan retorted once again, going upstairs.


-Susan's POV-

I went upstairs and took my shower. Good thing our rooms had sparate bathrooms. Then, I got dressed in German miliatry pants, a t-shirt showing Thailand's nature on it, and my signature blue jacket and hiking boots. Out of us three girls living in the house, I'm the most tomboyish.

You could say I'm the youngest out of our trio. Isabel is second youngest and Chiara is the oldest. Most kids at school call us the Hetalia Trio, because of our love of Anime and Hetalia. It was either that or the Axis Powers, since we act like we came from either Germany, Italy, or Japan.

I have dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and tanned skin from playing in the sun for so long. Isabel has black hair, brown eyes that look black in the shadows, and lightly tanned skin. Chiara has curly black hair, brown eyes, and very lightly tanned skin. Most of the time we were known as the TTT, or Triple Trouble Trio. Mainly because we like to pull pranks on people we don't like. A friend of ours, Claudia, said if we were in Hetalia, the BTT would look like wimps.

She might be right. I walked downstairs to see the other two ready to go. Isabel was in a red chinese outfit that looked liked the one China wore when he whacked his Dragon Boss with his Hello Kitty doll. Chiara was wearing regular jeans and a t-shirt with red sneakers. When we were ready, we set out to the mall. Good thing its within walking distance.


-Mall: Normal POV-

The trio of girls reached the mall and they went straight to Hot Topic. There, Isabel bought a few anime plushies and t-shirts. Susan bought a Drunken Trio and Sweden Plushie. Chiara had gotten Pokemon t-shirts and a Canada Plushie.

Then they went to Silk Road Gallery. All three girls got at least a few weapons from the weapon aisle a few wall scrolls and other things. Soon, the trio went to the food court for some lunch. While they ate, Susan could've sworn she saw glimpses of the Axis, Allies, Nordics, Romano, Spain, Romania, Bulgaria, Prussia, Greece, Turkey, Egypt, Austria, Hungary, the Baltics, Liectenstein, and Switzerland.

"Bloody hell, I must be dreaming..." Susan muttered, rubbing her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chiara asked worridly.

Before Susan ever got to answer, a little albino five year old girl rushed passed them. Following her were two adults in black clothing. From the looks of it, something was wrong. Not only did the girls see this, but so did the Hetalians. All thoughts leaving them, the Triple Trouble Trio raced after the girl and her persuers.

Unluckily for the trio, the Hetalians noticed and started after them too.


-Chiara's POV-

'What the hell is going on here?!' was my only thought as we persued the people in black, who were still chasing the little girl.

We were running after them because something tells me that they were up to no good.

By the time we caught up to them, they had cornered the little girl at a dead end. This would probably piss Isabel off. She may not look like it, but she is really really scary if it comes to kids. About half the bullies at school don't mess with the younger kids anymore, because if they do, Isabel beats the living crap and shit out of them. And in 3 seconds, she'll burst.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Isabel shouted at least 2 seconds early, that's new.

"Stay out of this girlies. This doesn't concern you." one of the goons demanded, both he and his partner advancing towards the scared girl.

"Hell, it does concern me basterdo!" she yelled, for a 13 year old, she had a pretty good set of lungs.

"Need idioodid saavad tõesti püsivad. See ajab mind vihale." one of the goons said in Estonian, which in turn, pissed us off.

Surprisingly we were able to speak different languages thanks to our heritage and Hetalia. As for the goons, Isabel looks ready to kill them. Now this might also seem crazy, but Isabel is interested in magic. She's been able to see strange things lately and has these weird dreams. She knows a shit load of spells, which actually works by the way. She only uses it when she's extremely pissed off, and she just might use it on these guys.

"Vad fan sa du, din jävel?" Susan growled in a deadly voice, in Swedish, just as the Hetalians ran up behind us.

"Ég held hann sé að biðja um meiri háttar rass sparka." Isabel snarled in Icelandic.

"Je pense que nous devrions les battre jusqu'à ce qu'ils soient en enfer." I suggested in French.

My two friends glanced at each other and shrugged.

"Va bene, ma non abbastanza per ucciderli. Voglio andato, questo è tutto." Isabel admitted in Italian.

"One more step, you'll regret the day you met us!" Susan shouted out, stopping the goons in their tracks.


-Hetalian's POV-

"Ve!~ Should they listen to them Fratello?" Italy asked his older brother in a low whisper.

They had just ran up to them and heard just about the whole multilingual conversation between the girls.

"How the hell should I know." was Romano's reply.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of flesh hitting flesh. The Hetalians turned around to see, Susan was it, punch one of the goons straight into the air. It seems one of the goons had said the wrong thing and it seemed to piss them off.

"Shut up! Leave her alone!" Susan shouted, bashing her fist into the goon's stomach.

The little child ran up to Isabel and gripped her pants tightly, showing that she was really scared. At the same time, Chiara had went up to the other goon and kicked him where the sun never shines. That left the Male Hetalians twitching at the sight of that. Let's just say that after the two girls gave the goons living hell, they never messed with them again. However, just as the two goons were knocked out, a third person suddenly landed in front of them.

"I mean no harm, I wish to collect my comrades and be done with it." said the man, he seems to have a Russian accent.

The man that landed in front of them had blonde-silver hair, similar to Iceland's, cold grey eyes, and tanned skin. His body and some of his face was covered by the ninja like outfit he was wearing, but the girls were able to see his eyes.

"Fine, but those goons of yours come near any of us again, be prepared to get a trip to hell first class, you hear me?" Susan threatened.

"Very well." said the man.

With that, the man picked up his comrades, one over his shoulder and the other under his arm, and vanished from the scene.

The two girls then turned to the little still clinging onto Isabel, they could already see the tears coming from her eyes already.

"Are you alright?" Chiara asked the little albino.

Susan walked over and saw the Hetalians and she would've fangirled, if the situation wasn't so troubling.

"Are those mean people gone?" asked the little girl.

"Yes they're gone. Why were they after you?" Isabel asked gently to the little albino.

"I don't know, they made mommy sleep for a long time, and then they went after me. And now mommy won't wake up!" the little girl cried.

"Shhhh, there there." Isabel comforted the little girl, kneeling down and patting her back.

Chiara had walked to the Hetalian, who were sort of feeling the effects of the situation.

"What's the damage here?" Chiara asked Susan, pointing to the Hetalians.

"We can't leave them here, so we'll take them with us." Susan replied.

"In that case we got a little girl to take care of too." said Isabel, picking up the little girl, who fell asleep.

"Hold on love, we don't even know who you three are." Britain said, halting the three girls in their conversation.

Susan sighed in annoyance and replied, "I'm Susan Ariande. The girl beside me on my right is Chiara Aron and the girl holding the little kid is Isabel Tsukihana. The little girl, we don't know."

"Alright, you guys can introduce yourselves when we get back to our house. So let's go!" Chiara exclaimed.


A/N: YAY! FINALLY DONE! I really wanted to put up a story that takes place where the fangirls and cosplayers live, and I was really inspired by all the stories that take place in that world by other authors. Really sorry if I don't put any translation on here, but you can always copy the line and paste it on Google Translate. Well I hope you enjoyed it! Please review, they are well appreciated.

Hasta La Pasta!~