Okay first let me explain the rules. Please PM me to give dares and truths. Reviews are appreciated. I will be updating one at a time. I'm a yaoi fangirl and I kind of enjoy all pairings. If you request a character, I will put them in the story. Enjoy reading~
A girl walked through the deserted house, humming Germany's Hatafutte Parade. She stopped in the living room and snapped her fingers. One by one, the chosen nations appeared. Germany, England, Italy, Romano, Spain, Russia, Prussia, and Japan appeared standing in the middle of the room.
They looked around in confusion until spotting her. She had long light chestnut hair with a slight wave. She had a little curl off the side of her head like Romano's. Her eyes were a beautiful Egyptian blue. Her clothes were on the punk side. She had on a black tank top with slashes and underneath she wore a white and green long sleeved shirt. Her shorts were dark denim with holes, underneath them were green tights.
She wore black boots with spikes on them. Despite her appearance, she had a huge bright smile on her face. "Privet, nations." she said happily, bouncing up and down, and her curl doing the exact same thing. "Who the bloody hell are you!?" cried England angrily. The girl pouted her face in chibi form. "My name is Michiyo Saitou, but you can call me Michi!"
"Michi-san, what are we doing here?" asked Japan, politely. Michi smile was even brighter, bordering on the edge of creepy. "Japan, you can drop the 'san' and just call me Michi, and to answer your question, this is a new Truth or Dare game for Hetalia characters" The nations groaned, all except Italy who seemed oblivious to everything. "I hope we can all be friends…" she said.
Romano glared at her. "Why would I want to be friends with you, host bitch?" Michi turned towards him, her smile turning Yandere. "What did you just call me, bastard?" An evil aura that was ten times worse than Russia emanated from her. Romano scowled. "Nothing." Michi's smile went back to normal. "That's what I thought you said." The other nations were cowering except for Russia, Germany, and Prussia.
"Michi, vhat do you expect us to do?" said Germany. Michi sat down on the couch and indicated them to sit down, which they did. "I 'spect all of ya'll ta answer questions." she said in a southern accent. England scowled at her improper use of grammar, causing her to giggle at his angry aura. She reached under a couch cushion and pulled out a list.
"We don't have any requests yet but next chapter I'm pretty sure we will." Michi smiled again, her curl forming a heart shape. "Anyway, I have things for you do until we get requests. I have vodka and a greenhouse filled with sunflowers for Russia," she held another list in her hands, "A training room, lots of video games, a huge library filled with all kinds of literature, and I have a bunch of pasta noodles and tomatoes so we can have that for lunch and stuff."
The nations stared while Russia smiled. "I can have the vodka now, da?" he asked Michi. She stood up and reached behind the couch, pulling out a vodka bottle and throwing it to Russia. "Da!" Michi indicated them to all stand. "You may check out these areas but if you try to escape, " a malicious glint came into her eyes, "you will be shot by lasers and burned to a crisp so don't try anything." The nations paled and Italy ran into the kitchen yelling Pasta as he went. Prussia ran for the gaming room with Michi behind him yelling that she was going to beat him at Mario cart.
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