Hetalia: Alaska, Prussia, Iceland Love Triangle

by shadowrelm119

Alaska is America and Englands daughter and Canada's sister. When she meets Prussia things between her and her brother gets kinda edgy, then she meets Iceland and stuff really starts heating up. She has to make a huge disition, but will it be to late?

1. Chapter 1

Hetalia: Alaska, Prussia, Iceland Love Triangle Part 1

Chapter 0ne

Hi! I'm Alaka, although you probly don't know me, my true name is Willow. I'm fourteen and my dad is America which makes England my mummy and Canada (Canadia) my big brother by a year. I look up to my brother most of all, even though I hang out with Scotty and Philly almost 24/7 and have high respect for them. Anyway, it's story time, it was seven pm and Canada and I were at the park on the monkey bars. "I feel like I'm about to fall.." Canada said. "Your not," I told him. " dude, why are we named after countries?" "Umm I don't really know, it's just normal I guess." he replied. We laughed so hard after that, we fell off onto the pavement, still laughing. "You ok?" he asked, gasping for air. I nodded because I couldn't breathe. Just then the Ice-cream song played as Canada answered his phone. "Hey-at the park-yeah-no-fiiiine." he said then hung up. "So, who was it Canadia?" I asked. "America, he wants me to bring you home because it's seven thirty and apperently we have guest over...so I want you to go straight to bed when we get there ok?" he said. We walked three miles to the house. Daddy America, Mummy England, and three other boys were in the living room. I only knew one,which was France, the other one in the middle looked Spanish, and the one on the end had silver hair, beautiful red eyes, and a bird on his head. I looked over at Canada and he gave me a 'now' kind of look so I started to go to my room. When I got to the stairs, I heard mum say,"Where do you think you're going missy?" "Just to my room mother." I replyed. It still weirded me out that both of my parents were guys that adopted. "Well, we have guest you know." he said. "Yes, I know, I just want alittle alone time." I said. "WHY? Is my little girl at a special point of her life where she's a hormonal hurricane?" asked Daddy America exteremly loudly. "NO!" I screamed at him. All three of the boys busted out laughing. I blushed out of emberessment and ran to my room and slamed the door. As I slid my back down it, I could still hear them laughing, and a tear drop-shaped ice crystal fell down my cheek. For the first time in ten years, I cried. After a few minutes I stopped and heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I asked. "Canada, onhonhonhon!" "I know it's you France." I said flatly. "Who else?" asked France. "Uh I don't really know." I replied. "Honhonhonhon," he laughed. "then open the door, Lass." I unlocked the door in time for it to fly open and hit me. "Where'd you go?" France said as he looked around the room. "Here." I said slapping the back of his head. All three boys turned around smiling and said,"We're AWSOME!" I was annoyed. Not only were two strange boys in my room but so was France and he majorly got on my nerves. "So what do you guys want?" I asked trying not to sound annoyed. "I'm MAKING you meet the Bad Touch Trio." France said enthusiasticly. "Why?" I asked. "Why what?" asked the Spanish-looking one. "Why are you called that?" I asked them. They laugh and spontanously said, "You'll see." I was alittle worried at that point.