This is my first fan fiction on fan ! It's about my Oc Puerto Rico, yes I know there is many OCs of Puerto Rico but I don't care. Any ways I don't own Hetalia nor most of the characters (I might mention some more of my OC's in the story and/or maybe some of my friends OC's)
anyways this is going to be rated PG T for foul language.
Puerto Rico, an archipelago in the Caribbean. She isn't really that tall, only 155 cm or,5'1" inches. She has long curly dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes with tan skin. Anyways , this is her story right? So let's get it started!
The story starts at the world meeting : Puerto Rico isn't wearing her usual clothing, a black tank top with short shorts with a pink flower in her hair and her necklace, oh no , she was wearing a traditional Puerto Rican dress that was white and red (Most likely a bomba or Plena dress). She still had her flower in her hair and her necklace.
Anyways back to the story: Before the meeting started , Puerto Rico usually sat by other islands or America. This time she sat by America, and after she sat down by America, the meeting had started. For the past hour, there was screaming ,yelling , and throwing chairs. There was also people fighting (of course) . After a while , the meeting was done and everyone was pretty much tired and/or hurt. "Another day I'm going to regret ," she said to herself. Soon after she saw one of her island friends, well at least she thought she was her friend, Seychelles. "Seychelles!"
"What is is Puerto Rico?"
"Do you want to go shopping with me?!"
"No, not right at this moment bu-" Seychelles said as she was cut off by China saying "Aiya!". "China, what do you want? Is it something to do with that damn America?" Puerto Rico asked him with a straight face and also trying to resist the urge to braid his ponytail.
"No aru, I just wanted to ask if I could build a vacation home at your place?"
"No and anyways don't you have others?"
"Aiya! But I over heard some tourists a few days-"
"Sorry Chico, but no, and anyways can I braid your ponytail?!"
"No!"
"But I want too!"
"Aiya! No!"
"Idiota, you will let me braid you goddamn ponytail or else."
"F-fine. " China said with a frown as he sat down. Then after a few minutes China's ponytail was in a braid and he walked away muttering "Douche bag nation." The Puerto Rican smiled and walked out of the building, she was happy now, because she got to braid someone's hair. Though she decided to walk to the beach or maybe to America's home, if it was walkable distance. Though that is the end of this chapter.
It sucked didn't it? Well I'm going to be making more chapters...