YOOOOOOO!

Inspired by the Hetalia story World is Ours

Disclaimer: I DON OWN SH**. Not even the internet I'm stealing from my neighbors.


I'd give you ten reasons why my life sucks total ass right about now, but see the thing is I'm lazy as hell and don't actually feel like doing anything but lying down in this nice cool grass.

Ah~, nice grass.

So soft, beautiful with all of its artificial goodness. I glance down at my watch, a gift from my forth year mathematics professor, to check the time.

She should be here in about half 'n' hour, I thought sullenly with a sigh. Seeing no point in repeatedly checking the time every two seconds, I guess I'll take a quick power nap. Up above, beyond the greenery of the trees the sun peaks out with its mystical rays of light. My lips pull into that of smirk at the thought of what'd it probably be like to live on the sun.

Or as the rest of the world calls it, The Star of Eternal Light. In my opinion, the only thing eternal around here seems to be human stupidity. Not that I'm exempted from that claim.

Ugh…I should've brought my sketchbook. All I've got is some cruddy notepad with about a hundred sheets of paper and a pink gel pen with sparkles.

Don't judge me, it was free dammit.

Besides, you try telling the lady at the counter how you were not interested in any special products that'll make the ladies get on their knees and beg for you, that you only came for some goddamn flowers while being not only polite about it, but also mute. Long story short, I got a free notepad and the flowers were half off when the lady finally understood what the hell I was saying.

If you hadn't caught up yet, I'm mute. One of the ten reasons why my life sucks ass, but I digress as it could be a hell of a lot worse.

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Nah, I take it back.

Ignoring my earlier plans of taking a quick nap, I opt to use the damn notepad to break it in. Gotta be better than staring at Capitol police-droids who have no more emotion than a brick wall. Tilting my hat upwards, I open the overly decorated pad and stare out at pedestrians in hopes of finding some type of inspiration.

Nope…Not her…ugh, is he blowin' a- I don't even wanna know.

Why was it that I lived in a society of not only idiots, but also perverted morons? Not that it wasn't hilarious at times…I think I could- Hello and what the flip note are you?

About twenty feet away, there was a girl making her way down the stone pathway. From my standpoint, she had to be at least 5'4 and of sixteen years. Her hair was an earthy brown that flowed heavenly past her backside; her skin was a light tan that seemed to glow with the sun. She wore naught but a simple sundress and sandals that practically hugged her curves nicely.

Yes, I will admit she was beautiful and sad for her I'm already taken, but it wasn't exactly her that captivated my attention. No, it was what was following behind her, which threw me for a loop.

Miss ma'am had some big ass men stalking her. Some big ass men that, apparently, freaking glowed.

The hell!

Quickly before they completely disappeared, I sketched out their faces so I wouldn't forget. (not that I ever would, really)

The hell was that? Am I fucking seeing angels now or something? Oh shit…what if it's the beginning of the Rapture? I can't die now! I got shit to do later!

"Aeron," a voice called.

What if I don't get into Heaven? Oh hell no, I can NOT afford to burn in Hell with the rest of these dumb fucks. They are the big- is someone calling my name?

"Aeron!"

Yes I did scream like a little bitch, thank-you.

"Are you alright, you were spacing out pretty badly." I stood as I recognized it to be Robin's voice. Just as her voice had portrayed, she was concerned. I smiled and shook my head as if to say that nothing was wrong.

"Are you sure, Aeron?" She asked once more tilting her head in a manor that could only be described as cute. Not wanting to her fret over my over active imagination, I kissed her head sweetly.

"If you're fine then…hey what's that?" Curiously she peered over my shoulder where not only the bouquet I bought her lay, but also that gay ass notepad. "Is that a pink diary?"

I felt my mocha colored face turn a cherry red as I shook my head 'no' wildly. Quickly gathering the items, I threw the flowers into her hands and scribbled in the pad.

[Not a diary. Just something I picked up to make conversation easier on us.]

Robin nodded in understanding, "Did it have to be pink?" She giggled as I hung my head. "I'm sorry; you're just so fun to tease when you're embarrassed."

Well, my dear Robin, two can play that game.

Completely by surprise, I seized her thin hips from behind and began to spin her while nuzzling her hair.

"A-aeron!" She called while giggling. "P-put me down."

I feigned pondering then placed her safely back on the ground. Her beautiful blue-green sparkled with mirth on her currently flushed face.

Dear God she was beautiful.

She grasped my hand, "C'mon, we'll miss the concert."


I've always wondered what was so special about belly buttons. Like what was their purpose? I asked my professor once; he scoffed and asked why I was questioning him on something so trivial that had absolutely no relation to the topic.

Fuck him. He's just pissed that I won his watch in a game of cards.

"What are you thinking about?" Robin asked as she munched on her candy snacks. Popping one in my mouth I lazily wrote,

[Belly buttons and bitchy professors.]

She blinked and looked at me quizzically. I merely shrugged and ate another one of her treats.

"Very odd."

I scoffed at the comment. Wouldn't be the first time I've heard that saying. Robin rested her head upon my shoulder and I upon her soft hair that now included one of the flowers from her bouquet as we relaxed not far off ways of the festival on a hilltop.

It was nice. The whole dating experience was, dare I say it, pleasant. Hell, I even got myself a stuffed animal and you bet your hairy balls it was cute. I think I'll call it Elph, and it shall be mine's to love and snuggle with. I smiled widely and pet the soft purple and grey felt that made his head.

"Aeron?" I glanced over at Robin as she quietly twiddled with her forefingers. I made a sort of shifting to show I was paying attention.

"Do you- that is…" she trailed. I turned, curious as to what she had to say when I felt it. It was as if I were being watched or-

"Excuse me," a soft melodious voice interrupted. Lo and behold there she was, the girl from earlier. And what do you know; the glowing stalker duo was right behind her!

Sarcasm through written words.

"Sorry to interrupt you, but I'm new to this area and-"

Yeah, by this point I left Robin to deal with her, seeing how I can't talk and all. So in the meantime, I just stick to staring unnervingly at the two men behind her.

One of them had golden blond hair with a single braid that reached his shoulders. His eyes, a nice shade of cerulean, were narrowed in a stoic glare of sorts. His complexion was pretty pale compared to his buddy's whose was an olive tone. This second guy had wild brown hair that perfectly framed his face and golden irises. Oh sweet lord these men were handsome.

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Alright I'm over their hotness. Golden eyes fidgeted nervously and whispered something to Stoic-y. My eyes widened as I caught a small portion of what they were speaking.

They were conversing in some other worldly tongue. HOLY SHIT THEY WERE ALIENS/DEMON/ANGELS/SHIT I DON'T KNOW!

If there was ever a time to fall mute, now would most definitely NOT be it right now. I panicked and pointed at the two men hoping that the other two would for the love of God, notice them!

"Is there something wrong with your friend?"

"I'm not sure. Aeron, is there something wrong? You're scaring us." I refused to take my eyes from the pair who now realized that something was wrong. The brunette was more frightened than me, if the hurried and rushed speech was anything to go by. I froze in place when the blond walked directly in front of me glaring directly into my eyes.

I felt cold frozen fear bleed into my core as his sapphire eyes appeared before my face in confusion. At the sound of him drawing his blade, however; I collapsed into darkness.

Shit.