Juliette/ Catherine- Alright everybody! ^^ England, do the disclaimer!
England- America looks dead sexy in a miniskirt!... WAIT... GRRRR... WHO SCREWED WITH THE BLOODY CARDS?
Juliette/Catherine- -holds hands behind back and whistles innocently-
America- Wow I didn't know you thought that Britain... Anyyywayy... Catherine/Juliette does not own Hetalia! All she owns is her OC!...
England- GET BACK HERE YOU BLOODY GIT! -chasing after America-
America- AAAAAAHHHH! -runs from England-
Juliette/Catherine- ...Errr... Sorry... We're having technical difficulties at the moment... Anyhow... On to the story!... Please don't kill me... I know it sucks T_T
Chapter 1
Everyone hated the newest country.
Well, technically, she wasn't even really a country at all.
It was France and America's idea to make her a country in the first place.
The girl's name was Juliette Walker, a.k.a. Louisiana.
To tell the truth, she kind of liked being one of the only girls. It meant the rest of the countries were hot guys. So far, her favorites were Japan and Austria.
Juliette was shy about admitting it, but she actually knew some standard Japanese from watching anime as a little girl. Enough to call someone an idiot, use proper name suffixes, say yes, hello, and so on.
One day, Japan had once again stupidly agreed with America at a World Conference.
Louisiana shook her head, throwing one hand into her jet-black curls, muttering under her breath, "Baka."
Juliette was sure no one heard, but Japan's chocolate-brown eyes widened and he went silent. "You speak my native ranguage?" he asked quietly.
Juliette blushed slightly. "H-hai. A little."
Much to her surprise, Japan actually smiled softly. "Werl, I'd rove to hear what you know of it sometime."
The usual misfit blushed again and stuffed her face into her jacket, nodding.
Everyone stared.
Alfred looked to Francis and smirked.
Francis did the same back to Alfred and nodded.
Juliette rolled their eyes. She could hear their thoughts.
So the little brat finally got a date, did she?
Oui, it would seem so.
She almost called them out, but decided against it. Let them have their fun.
Juliette Walker was finally on her way.
Suddenly Germany intruded on her thoughts. "Fraulein, it's your turn."
Louisiana picked her head up and sighed, shuffling her stack of papers. On a whim, she looked Germany in the eye and held his gaze. "Ja, ja, Ludwig."
His harsh facade faltered for a moment, and he actually looked like he might cry.
"That was just cruel..."
Juliette added that to her mental list of achievements: Almost made a German cry.
Pretty good, eh?
A/N: This is going to be a oneshot if no one likes it. So if you want more, review and/or PM! ^^ Thanks... -Catherine/Juliette