Hello there! Mia here~ Have I got a story for you! This is going to be my first multi-chapter fic, so bear with me ^^;; The plot is inspired by my mother's story of how she spent her summers when she was a teenager living in Colombia. So many of the activities mentioned all based on real life. This chapter isn't all the great just because it's the introduction to everything. Nether the less, please enjoy! I do not own Hetalia or it's characters. I only own the plot and my writing!
FULL SUMMARY Cuz it didn't all fit: The World leaders have agreed that their countries need to get to know each other better. And what do parents do when they wanna get rid of you? Send you to a F*king barn in the middle of nowhere. Only 90 days to go... Warnings: Crazy, random Shit, OOCness, Potty mouths, Awkward situations and so much more xD
Writing Styles:
Normal/Thoughts
Loud thoughts
Emphasize
Poland's POV
"So...like, where are we?"
There were the words that I said after looking at where I was. Where was I? In the middle of fucking NOWHERE! We were all just standing at some rusty ass gates with all our bags laying at our feet. "Honestly, this is a joke, right? I know this isn't my vacation home!" No no no no no...NO! I'm supposed to be in Paris, Milan, Tokyo! Not here on a stupid farm! "Someone say something!"
"P-Poland, please relax. Maybe we ll just got on the wrong flight or the location got mixed up or-"
"Liet, like shut up!" OK, maybe not the nicest thing to say but I'm like stressed here! And Liet is always trying to make the best of any situation and by God, I love him but now is NOT the time! B-But...now's he's looking down like a kicked puppy..." L-Liet-"
"Ahh! Los países (The countries!)! Bienvenidos! (Welcome!) I'm so glad you could all make it here safely!" THAT voice I knew all too well. Prussia's annoying ass friend, Spain. But not annoying like 'I wanna punch him', he's just really loud...Hey! W-Why should I even explain myself to you?
…..Liet said I should try to be nicer to people so I don't turn out like sour Romano. How am I doing...?
"'Toni! Where have you been, bro?" Ugh, enter annoyance number 2. Prussia. We used to be pretty close until he moved in with me for a while. Let me tell you: At times, I felt like I was going to go to jail because of murder. He is so messy! I felt like I was rooming with a pig. Clothes left on the floor, fridge always empty, dished never cleaned. I was practically shitting rainbows when Germany came to take him back. Hallelujah!
"Ahh, Poo! (AN: Anyone wanna guess why the nickname?) Lo siento por no decirte (I'm sorry for not telling you). I've been here for the last few weeks to make sure the house was move- in ready!"
…..Did he just say move- in...? No...no! I stared at him in disbelief, mentally punching his stupid smiling face with my killer unicorn! And he sparkles dammit! I threw down my bags and marched up to him, my (fabulous!) blonde hair barely grazing his chin. Damn his tall self and my heeled boots that were still in the luggage. "Look here, you crazy bumpkin, maybe they're all here for this but I most certainly am supposed to be on my way to the Bahamas in a high-speed, private jet!" I was practically screaming by the end of my little sentence, my breaths now coming out in short puffs. You should see how confused he looks right now, with his big bright green eyes and his head tilted to the side. "Now, PLEASE! Get me on a plane so that I can call that good-for-nothing President of mine and then Netherlands so he can pick me up since he's the only bastard not here right now!"
I honestly don't know what happened but something inside him just snapped. He stood back up to his full height, which was pretty fucking tall, and firmly stood at the door. "Lo siento amigo (I'm sorry, friend) but I can't let you do that. I was given specific instructions to ready this house for up to 30 people and not one was named 'Netherlands'. So I guess we're all going to be staying here."
Me? Poland? Feliks Łukasiewicz? Living in this DUMP, totally NOT fabulous house? Let me think, um...FUCK NO!.
But before I could say something to this idiot, China spoke. "But why wouldn't our leaders have told us of this, aru? Surely they cannot expect to keep us trapped here, aru!" Ahh, Yao. Pretty, ever-so polite Yao. At least someone's on my side. But Spain remained unfazed. Dammit, where was Romano to slap him when you need him?
"Oi! Idiota! (Hey! Idiot!)"
Speak of the devil.
Now just the thought of Spain getting his ass whooped is funny but Romano's outfit was even better. He came out of the house wearing a maid outfit. Wait, let me re-phrase: Tiny!maid outfit. The hem of the puffy skirt barely grazed the middle of his thighs. And he had a little lace headband on his head! He looked fabulous! Green is SO his color. Best part? I'm damn sure he doesn't know we're ALL here. But he does now.
"CHIGI!" Why didn't you tell me they arrived? BASTARDO (Bastard)! And then he ran inside again. Why do I feel like I saw a dildo in his hands? I looked over at Liet and nodded. Yes, yes I did. Because Liet was hyperventilating and shaking and blushing. He is so cute! I love Liet! I can't WAIT to corrupt his innocence!
Damn, I mean...have best friend time? Look, he doesn't know I like, love him. So hush dammit! And don't even think about telling cuz I will-
"Feliks!"
Like, Liet is calling me! I looked back and realized that during my argument with myself, everyone had moved inside the house and Liet was just standing in the doorway with his hand extended.
"Come on, Feliks!We've found a note left by the leaders!"
Yes! I swung my brand new Prada purse over my shoulder and took hold of Liet's soft hand. You'd think that with all the work he does, that his hands would be hard and calloused. Nope! Soft as a baby's butt! Well...not actually a butt...you know what I mean! I tugged Liet inside and nearly crashed into the damn Russian dupek (asshole). I don't see how China deals with him! Wait, wait...Matthew's talking.
"'-And so, we hope that you can understand the reasons as to why we have agreed to do this, though we honestly don't give a damn! All the leaders strongly feel like we need to improve global relations so we've decided to put you all together in one house for 90 days. You will not have any access to the outside world except the neighboring towns and the ONE television in the house. Which you will HAVE to share with EVERYONE in the house. No cellphones, no internet. There are plenty of books, movies, and activities to do so enjoy! See you all in 3 months! We'll be checking upon you all bi-monthly so behave. We have eyes and ears in high places.
-Leaders
PS. Expect more countries to join you later in the week. '
And that's all it says. I guess we're stuck here...where ever 'here' is anyway..."
Liet was wiggling against me slightly, with that worried, mother hen look. "Poor Matthew. He looks so sad...I bet its because Alfred's not here. While he is annoying, I know Matthew loves his brother."
….
…..I'm stuck here? For 90 days, in the middle of nowhere, with these people? OK, I'm ready. Kill me now. I beg you, please! I can't spend a whole summer in...in...my eyes averted (big word!) slightly and the address on the letter was directed to Colombia.
Colombia...Colombia....
Where the FUCK is Colombia?
...Do NOT mess with a mad Spain. He is a mean mofo! That goes for Poland as well. NEVER tell him that he wouldn't be going on a real vacation. Ever heard of "Kill the messenger"? He firmly practices that. FIRMLY!
And yes, I do believe that Poland has arguments with himself. And he wins them all. Why do I feel like during Mattie's reading, Romano slipped a note to Gilbert that read "We have Jersey Shore on record! I made sure of it." ?
One tv for 30+ people? GOOD F-ing LUCK! I can't share the living room tv and it's just my brother and I!
Anyway, this story is going to have alternating point of views. I know I'll be doing:
Poland (main one)
Liet
Gilbert
Romano
Mattie
Germany
Hong Kong
If you'd like me to do a chapter with a character not mentioned, just put it in a review or a PM. I gurantee I answer back within a day!
Well, I guess that's it. I hope you enjoyed this and keep reading cuz it just gets crazy-er from here xD!
Reviews make sure that Poland doesn't die!
Adios!
-MP Prussian Mia
