Hi this is Kiki Lovetta and this is my first Afterschool Charisma crossover and fafic involving the manga. This is a Hetalia and Charisma crossover… so please don't hate me for it.
A sigh left England's lips as he view the endless miles of sky. All nations were heading to a vocational Island that their bosses force them into. What's the point of this if we need to do our paper work by the end of this bloody excuse of a vacation? Another sigh and looked away from the window to see what chaos was issued. There was America talking to him even though he was not paying attention, France was flirting with the flight attendances, Italy was talking to Germany guess about pasta, Japan was reading a manga with Greece snoozing by his side. England also notices Russia and his three sisters far off from them, away from most of the fellow countries for obvious reasons. Then there were the Norwegian and Baltic sitting there having a nice conversation and they seemed happy for their first time, even Peter or Sealand his little annoying brother as well having a good time talking to the youngest of the Baltics. Also unfortunately his brothers Ireland, Wales and Scotland were there drinking the alcohol.
England just knew that will be the worst vacation ever. He was about to let out one more sigh when there was wail, an eerie one and base of his ancient expertise he knew something was wrong with the plane. That when he started to hear shots, he looked out from his window he could see nothing. "Dear Passengers this is your Captain speaking, we have some technical difficulties we advise you to remain seated at all times…" What do they think we are, stupid? We know about planes before they were even born, England remain in his seat and tried to relax but his impulses were telling him to panic. Wasn't he once a great super power that rule most of the world, the one that made France and Spain bow down before him. The other nation around him did the same even Italy and Romano became quiet even though they really wanted to scream. America held England's hand.
There was another loud sound and before they knew it they were falling straight down. England closes his eyes and hopped that the plane regains the altitude that it lost and they can go to their vacation. That wasn't the case and everyone heard a crash and felt encrusting pain. They knew they will be fine but the mortal that were with them will die. Each human-nation has different thoughts before they went black. England's last thought was obviously what he thought before… this was a bad idea.
I know, I know it was short but I'm typing the story in my school and there is a limit of time in lunch. Chapters two is coming and please read my other stories and help me out of this writers block.
R&R
~Kiki Lovetta
