Another HetaOni Story
Yes, I know there are thousands of these. No, I don't care. I just wanted to start this because I'm in a HetaOni mood and it would help clear up some confusion in the fan-made "ending" story I have in the works. So, without much more ado, to yet another HetaOni fanfic!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, HetaOni, HetaOni English project, Ao Oni, or anything in this story, even as badly as I want to.
"Huh?"
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"…Rumors?"
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"…Seriously!? Haunted!?"
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"…East- you're sure?"
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"Alrighty then! I'll tell them right after today's meet!"
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Each Nation filed in to the room in their same order: Russia first (lights off and creepy, as always), Netherlands second, Switzerland fourth, Germany fifth, Japan seventh, Spain pestering Romano in at thirteenth and fourteenth, China and most of the other Asian Nations way in the back, and ever-late America as the last.
Italy was the only one who wasn't in his usual placing of twentieth. Instead, he walked in late with America. Germany yelled at him, and Italy cowered away, but he hadn't quite moved from the door. As Switzerland called for everyone to be seated, Romano and Spain frowned as they watched Italy lock the meeting hall doors, unlike every other meeting.
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"A haunted masion? Peh, yeah right, aru!" China said to America's story.
"No seriously! These people in a small town near the mountains where talking about it!" America insisted.
"Small town…?" Germany asked quietly.
"It doesn't sound like much fun," France said, instead focusing on "who will he jump today?"
"Ve~! It sounds really scary!" Italy complained.
"I think it sounds like a waste of time. There are no such things as ghosts," Japan said.
"Japan, even you!?"
"Eh, me, too, America; I haven't bothered Hungary or the arse-tocrat for a whole day, and I already planned something big! Kesesese!"
"Face it, git: you're either going alone or not at all," England said harshly.
"Shut up! You're officially uninvited, old man!" America shouted back. "What was that!?"
"I think some people sound scared to go~!" Everyone turned to look at Russia silently.
"The awesome me is never scarred!" Prussia piped up first. "I'm far too beautiful for fear~" France said. "Ugly," England coughed into his fist. "HEY!"
"Well, I… Um, my age… Screw it, I prove to you all I not scared, aru!" China shouted.
"Then it's settled 'cause I'm the hero and totally never scared! Off we go to the haunted mansion!" America cheered.
"D-did no one even hear me say that… l-long before Russia…?" Canada asked to the none that would listen. "Who are you?"
"Shut up, Kumanini…"
"I still think this will be boring…" Japan muttered. "Okay, then here's the plan: Japan, you stay here with Italy and China will text you when we get there if you change your mind," America said, getting somewhat annoyed.
"Ve!? J-just the two of us in th-this empty building!?"
"Italy, nothing considered scare-worthy has ever happened here," Germany said with a saigh. "B-but what if it did!? I don't want to be with just one other person!" Italy shouted, hugging Germany's arm and tearing up. "G-get off me!"
"Alright, West and I will stay here, too, Ita! Just stop crying!" Prussia shouted, though with more worry than his brother's voice would hold.
"V-ve… O-okay…"
"Now can we finally get going?" America whined. "I swear you're still a child…" England sighed.
"What did you say?"America asked creepily.
"He said let's go, aru!" China cheered, not wanting two Nations to have creepy auras on at once. England gave him a disbelieving and disapproving look. America seemed to buy it, though, which was enough for China.
"Then all five of us, let's go!"
"Six…" France and Prussia heard someone mumble.
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In the room, Italy was napping and the other three reading their respective books.
"Italt, can't you ever sleep enough!?" Germany demanded as Italy woke up long to say "Pasta~!" before laying back down on the couch. "Ve… I can't help if I'm bored!" Italy protested sleepily.
"Then find something in your pack to read, or I'm getting you my biggest manual to read!" Germany threatened. "Und you'd have to finish it today!"
"V-ve! N-no, I have… s-something," Italy said. "Please don't take out one of my manga, Italy; I don't feel this is the place to read those," Japan warned. "Aw, but that's all I- I-I mean, I'm sure I have something else!" he corrected when Germany glanced at him from the manual he had in his hands.
Italy reached for his pack and brought onto his lap, then he began rummaging through it. After a hesitant minute, he stood up and walked to the other side of the room. "What now?" Germany asked.
"U-um, nothing," Italy said nervously, sitting down and pulling out a blue journal.
"Oooh, you keep a diary? Neat!" Prussia said, swooping over to steal it like he always does when he finds out someone has a diary.
"N-NO!" Italy screamed, clutching it to his chest. The sudden, loud outburst shocked all three of them looking at Italy.
"U-um… I-it' more personal th-than… than you might want," Italy stuttered. The others silently went back to reading, and Italy silently let out a breath. Th-that was… far too close, he thought.
Since there was no turning against writing in it now, he opened it to the back part, where he could record his times. Italy took the pin on a string inside of it and poked his finger with it. The pin immediately turned black, then slowly began glowing red and turning into a pen.
Italy put the new pen against the paper and began writing:
This time, they caught me using this…
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"…!" Japan said, scrambling for his bag.
"Isn't that the theme to a kid's show?" Italy asked.
"B-be quiet…" Japan muttered, checking his phone. "… He says they're standing outside the mansion's gates now," he reported.
"Cool~!" Italy said. Japan frowned. Shouldn't he be worrying too much about them or something? Shrugging the thought off, he typed the response: We're still here and likely won't join you.
"Ve, um, Japan? What are you saying back?" Italy asked. "Just that we're likely to stay here or go somewhere else besides the mansion," Japan answered.
"Oh…" Japan glanced at Italy, having detected some anxiety behind his outerly-cheery voice.
"Do you… want to go now?" he asked. "Ve!? Um…" Obviously, he hadn't expected the question.
"Er, well… I-I'm just… worried about them. What if they get caught by some hideous gray creature and can n-never come back!?" Italy said frantically.
"Oh please, they are my friends, no un-awesome thing-or-another of any color would touch them! It would explode from the awesome I've shed onto them! Kesesesese!" Prussia laughed.
"I'm sure…" Germany muttered, a vein popping from his head.
"Well… We could take a quick look in to see how they are, if you feel the need to," Japan said. After quickly revising his message, he hit the send button and put it back in his bag. The four friends set off then to find an old, mysterious mansion in the mountains.
But if Japan had been looking at his phone for a second longer, he would have noticed the ERROR message that appeared, saying it wasn't able to send it. And maybe, if they had decided to set off a few minutes later, they would have been there to see Romano burst into the room, sweaty and panting, soon followed by Spain.
And there we go! I'm actually really happy with this, despite coming up with it as I go. I hope you guys enjoyed this and decide to keep up with this! Also, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
America: A tad late…
Shut up… Anyway, the reason I haven't done some special for New Years or anything with this note is because I haven't been feeling too well. This morning I even went to ER to get an exam. I should be fine, but I may need something more. Wish me luck with that guys! On the note of New Years, I have two resolutions: do better at American history- I, an American, suck at U.S. history- and keep more constant updates on here. So hopefully, I'll be able to keep up with updates every week or every other week during school time, more during breaks. Sorry I've rambled, even though most of you won't read this anyway. So, fav, comment, follow, or just basically whatever! See you guys around!