Okay people, so this is kind of a graduation gift for this amazing friends I have. She wanted me to write her a DenxHerxNor fanfic, so there you go! Happy grad, girl!
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"Looks like it's going to rain today," You say to yourself. "So much for the beach." You sigh as you start walking down the hallway. The last day you were at the resort, you couldn't even get a good look at all of the shirtless guys.
"Morning, [name]!" Said a boy about your age with an.
You had to blink, do a double take. Was that really him?
"Latvia? Iceland?" You say, eyes wide.
"That's my name, don't wear it out!" Latvia smiles at you. Iceland smirks and you blush at him.
What the hell? You had just come to this resort to relax and meet new people.
Not to meet people from Hetalia.
"I'm just dreaming, I have to be," you begin pinching yourself, and that's when you realize that this is reality.
The giggles start bubbling up in your throat. You just want to run and squeal and everything involved with fangirling.
But you're in public, so you must resist.
"I wonder who else is here?" You say quietly, walking quickly and twisting your head from side to side violently.
When you got to the lobby, you almost fainted.
France was checking into the resort.
You run up to him, eyes sparkling.
"He-hello. . ." You stutter.
"Why hello there, mademoiselle. What brings you here today?" He says in his usual french accent.
"Oh, nothing. . . j-just dropping by." You avert your eyes, and you see Russia. "Be back in a second!"
He smiles as you quickly move over to Russia, who was clearly surprised with your arrival. He gasped for air, seeing as you had run into him and knocked the wind out of him.
"S-sorry, Russia!" You sqeal, eyes wide.
"Why, you, I oug—" you can smell the vodka on his breath before you run away as fast as you can. Russia in real life is scary.
'Note to self: stay away from Russia.' you think, slowing down. You sit down on the ground to catch your breath. Closing your eyes, you take in the moment. You can't believe you really just talked to them. Latvia, France, Russia. Could this day actually take a turn for the better.
"Um, [name], what are you doing there?" You hear someone ask. Opening one eye, then jumping up in surprise as you smell McDonald's and Root Beer. You don't even have to look at his face to realize it's America.
"Hey there!" He says, "Calm down! Don't wantcha' to have a panic attack!"
You break into giggles on the ground, rolling, laughing.
"They're here, they're really here!" You say, almost like a madman.
"America, what did you do this time?" A man with a British accent asks America.
"You too?" You laugh, jumping for joy. You can't believe that this isn't a dream. You skip down the halls, singing, dancing, fangirling. The whole shebang.
And then you realize that you're lost.
"Crap." You say. Maybe you could find some more of your favorite Hetalia characters to help you out.
And, much to your surprise, you meet China and Japan in the tea room.
"Um, hi. . . Uh, I'm kinda lost. Could you guys help me?"
"Sure, where do you need to go?" China asks you, setting down his teacup.
"I need to get back to the 400 block."
"Oh, just take a reft at the robby, go down that harrway and your dere." Japan says, calm as ever.
"Thank you very much!" You bow, feeling like your in an anime or something.
You thank god that Russia has left the lobby. In fact, the lobby is bare.
You walk slowly down the hall to your room. As you approach your door, you realize you've lost your key.
"Well isn't this just great." You lean your back against the door. Since the person from the front desk isn't there, you can't get a new key until he returns. You close your eyes, slowly fading away into a deep sleep. . .
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"Why do you think I'd know what to do in this situation?" One man asks someone.
"I don't, I just know less than you would!" The other replies.
Your thoughts are hazy, you can't recognize anything, can't tell left from right.
'Where am I?' you think, slowly opening your eyes.
"Crap, she's waking up! She's gonna think we're so creepy!" The first one says.
"Calm down! As long as we don't act creepy, it's okay!"
You sit up in the bed.
Bed? What were you doing in a bed?
Opening your eyes, you see two young men standing at the foot of the bed.
"What am I doing her?" You say, sight still blurred a bit. You rub your eyes, and then realize who it is.
"Denmark? Norway?"
"Crap! She knows us! We're doomed!" Denmark cries.
"Ehehe, say, [name], how do you know us?" Norway asks.
"How do you know me?"
"It's a long story, okay?" Denmark sighs. "What were you doing asleep in the hallway?"
"Oops!" You laugh, nonchalantly. "I guess I should have been more aware!"
Norway facepalms.
"Um, do you guys think you can get me back into my room?"
"You are here, smarts. We found your key on the ground and decided to hang out in here for a while. We were hoping to walk in on a girl in the shower, but instead we just found you on the ground. You face matched your ID card so we figured this was your room." Denmark says.
"You're welcome." Norway says.
"I don't think breaking into my room and then kidnapping me is something worthy of thanking."
"Oh, really?" Norway smirks, making you feel uncomfortable.
"U-um, could you guys go back to your room now?" You say trying to get out of the bed. The covers were to tight, so you couldn't move. "Dammit!"
"Now, what fun would that be?" Denmark hisses in your ear. "The fun's just starting."
"Heh?"
"It's alright, [name], no need to be afraid." Norway purrs seductively.
A trickle of sweat drops down your forehead as the two of them kiss your cheeks.
"What are you doing?" You shriek.
"What, you don't like it?"
"What a shame. I thought we had you completely hooked." Denmark sighs.
"I Never said I didn't like it." You reply, no hesitation in your eyes.
The two of them started kissing your neck, and you realize now you'll have to wear a turtleneck for the rest of the time you're hear.
But in the end, it was all worth it.
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Why do all of my fics sound like daterape? orz Anyways hope ya's enjoyed! I think I may start a whole HetaliaCharacterXReader thing... hm... I may even continue this one.
(And no, I refuse to write sex scenes. That's why this ends kind of abruptly.)