"Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba, Sithi uhm ingonyama!"
I have a teacup Pomeranian and my cousins and I like to lift him into the air and say "Simba!" (though his name is Zorro...) We also take the stance that Rafiki takes...It's fun.
...That has nothing to do with this, but(!) that doesn't mean that its not important. Yes, yes, the random facts of life are always best to be learned.
Anywho - I do not own hetalia. I want to, but I don't.
Enjoy a little Netherlands pedo-ishness.
"I don't want to~!"
America ignored her and continued to pout. His firm grasp on her wrist did not lessen as he literally dragged her down the hall towards the conference room door.
"No way am I leaving you alone after you ruined my limited addition poster of Captain America!"
His voice broke at the mention of the destruction of his prized possession.
"But Kentucky made me do it! It was a dare! A dare, Alfred. How was I to say no? You taught me better than that. Plus," she looked to the side with a pout of her own, "I didn't mean to spill the bleach on the poster…I just sorta tripped…"
Hawaii trailed off as America sniffed in sadness at his loss. He was not leaving her alone with the rest of his superhero collection as he went to a two week long conference. So, with a flashing light bulb idea, he had decided to bring his island state with him.
America threw open the door and announced his presence to, literally, the rest of the world. Hawaii hung dangling in America's grip, face red at the strange stares she was receiving. She wasn't a nation, she didn't belong here. While some held confusion, others held joy.
"Hawaii! What are you doing here?"
Spain's blinding smile met her eyes but before she could respond America butted in.
"Please don't speak to my state. She's in the dog house right now."
And with that he took his seat and made her sit at his side on the floor.
'Okay so maybe I shouldn't have listened to Kentucky…I guess I do deserve this.'
She sighed. Craning her neck Hawaii tried to find familiar faces. She spotted England and France who just raised their brows at her; Japan who blushed and looked away; Belgium waved and winked; Romano gave a head nod and Netherland just blinked at her.
Hawaii sat there for hours, not able to speak or do anything to quench her boredom. America was having a great time and almost forgot about her. It wasn't until England reminded America of her that he dragged her to their hotel room on the fourth floor. Even after the meeting was over she wasn't allowed to associate with anyone.
Hawaii stared blankly as America got ready for dinner. His brother and his two fathers were having dinner together and he was deciding which shirt to wear.
"What am I going to eat?"
"I'll bring you home something."
"…you can't keep me locked in here Alfred."
He looked up from his suitcase, "Listen. If you behave tonight, tomorrow I'm let you roam free for a while."
"Really?"
The corner of his lips twitched up at the ends, "Yup! But only if you're good!"
She pushed his hand away when he went to ruffle her hair and pouted, "I'm not a kid anymore!"
"No, but you'll always be the baby."
The next day left Hawaii in a better mood. Instead of sitting on the floor she had a seat next to America and was able to speak with all the nations she wanted. She made sure to arrive to the meeting early and had a good chat with Belgium. Belgium tried to include her brother but he was unresponsive. He only gave nods here and there but otherwise he was too fried to comprehend the high pitched squeals and giggles.
When the meeting started, today was Germany's turn on the podium, Hawaii spent the time on America's laptop. When scanning the room her eyes made contact with Netherlands'. She looked away but couldn't help but look over again. Once more she looked into his eyes, but this time she couldn't look away. She blushed remembering when she was younger how she had the biggest crush on him. Unfortunately for Hawaii, Belgium caught the look between the two and smiled in a very terrifying way that made Romano inch away from her.
Hawaii would switch between the computer screen and Netherlands. She took in his appearance and let her mind wonder to places that Alfred and her brothers would frown at. When Germany called the meeting adjourned she concluded that she still wasn't over the silent drug lord.
She stood and walked to the door behind an arguing America, England and France. She lost her footing as a large body ploughed into her. A hand grabbed her upper arm and steadied her.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine than-"
She trailed off as she craned her neck to look at her saviour.
"No problem."
Netherlands held her gaze and watched as her cheeks were set ablaze. He smirks slightly while bringing her hand to his lips before he walked out of the room and to the elevator.
Hawaii paused, mind empty. She was awaked by America's voice telling her that they were going to get something to eat. She hurried after the bickering trio and silent Canadian.
Belgium hid in the shadows and released a laugh that would make Russia proud.
It was eleven pm the same day and Hawaii was locked out of her room. Alfred had the only key and he was passed out inside. He and the others had gotten so drunk it wasn't funny. So when [Name] went to get some fresh air, away from the smell of alcohol, the door had slammed shut and America was in no state to hear her cries to open up.
So she wandered the halls, the thought of going to the front desk and getting another key never crossed her mind. She came to the last door on the left and went to make an about face but was interrupted by a cloth over her mouth. Her vision went dark.
Hawaii awoke bound and gagged on a bed…in a sketchy nighty with lace and frills. She wriggled and twisted her hands hoping to get the ropes loose. They only cut into her skin, the knot was too tight. Frustrated she began to look around the room to a. figure out whose room it was and b. find and escape route. Getting to the door would be impossible as her ankles were crossed together and restrained.
She located a black suitcase in the corner. It was closed so she couldn't tell what clothes were in there but there was a tiny red, blue and white flag on it. It was too small and too far to tell which county it was. After all there were only how many countries in the world with those colours?
She went into another wriggling fit but stopped when she heard the door click open. She paused like a deer in headlights. Who strutted in left Hawaii's face red and very aware of the length of the small slip.
Netherlands was humming a low tune, a catchy song that was big back home. He walked to his suitcase and flipped the top. Grabbing a pair of stripped bottoms he turned but halted. He took in the figure on his bed and smirked. He dumped the pants and sat on the bed.
Hawaii watched, extremely nervous, as to what Netherlands was going to do next. To her shock (and pleasure) he ran his hand up and down her leg stopping at the rope constricting her ankles. He began to untie them and tossed the rope behind him. He crawled up to her while pushing her legs apart.
Hawaii's face was ready to explode but she made a mental note to thank America in the morning.
Did you like it? I hope you did.
It was a request I did for someone on another site.
More to come~!
