SCW: well here we are! Once again giving you readers something strange and possibly funny. Please note that this is only the first of three. Also for some odd reason it's the shortest out of all of them. I think the second one is the longest.
Ariana: anyway! She got this wonky idea after being disappointed at the lack of stories including the things this three part does.
SCW: though I will admit this might not be to the best of my ability. Nothing I write ever is and I'm still fresh to the short story idea. Enough blabbering let's begin shall we!
Romania: oh by the way….as we all know, SCW doesn't own Hetalia she just owns me.
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You look familiarpart 1
The nations of the world never expected to wake up and find this. How were they supposed to know that the morning would bring such an odd sight. England(Arthur) fell out of his bed in surprise. America(Alfred) screamed (manly if you asked him.). North Italy(Feliciano) squealed in joy. Germany(Ludwig) who was woken up by Feliciano's squeal had a miniature heart attack. Hungary(Elizaveta) shook Austria(Roderich) awake speaking rapid Hungarian. Romania(Celestina) just stared. Spain(Antonio) also fell out of the bed from surprise. Romano(Lovino) who was woken up by Antonio's cry of surprise screamed and ran out of the room. Scaring the poor maid who had to witness a practically naked nation screaming obscenities at everything. China(Yao) cried out and stared. Russia(Ivan) laughed, closed his eyes, opened them and started koling. (despite some belief this isn't his laugh this is a sign that he's very mad) Canada(Matthew) stared blankly before shaking France(Francis) awake. Francis squealed happily and hugged the poor thing that had startled Matthew. Prussia(Gilbert) laughed heartily and grinned.
What had brought on these reactions? Simple, sitting and staring at them were their younger child versions. (please note that from here on out the human names mean the regular nations, the ones we're used to the country name means the child form) the children reacted differently to their elders reactions. Little England stared at his elder with raised eyebrows. America pointed and laughed. So on and so forth until after some time the elders had finally calmed down. Alfred called the first person who came to mind, Arthur. He only managed a "hey" before a twang then a thok was heard. Then the phone went dead. So Alfred called Matthew only to have Francis answer.
"Oh, so you're having the same problem? So I suppose that means Iggy isn't the culprit."
"Oh, and why would you think it's Angleterre's fault? I managed to call him on the his home phone and he was, last I heard, trying to find "the little brat that shot an arrow into my phone" as he so eloquently put it." After a quick agreement to call everyone they could they hung up. They decided to call for an emergency meeting. So they could figure out who had done it and if it could be fixed quickly. All the other nations agreed and headed, child in tow, to the usual emergency meeting area. The countries bosses had mixed emotions about this. Queen Elizabeth both squealed and nearly crushed the tiny body in her chest before the Prime Minister managed to make her let go. The president just laughed, hard, so hard he nearly fell out of his bed. Most other bosses reacted similarly.
Finally within mere hours everyone was in the meeting room trying to control their child selves. America was crushing England, claiming it was to protect him from the evil people. Feliciano was showering affection onto both Germany and Chibitalia. Chibitalia managed to escape over to Ludwig who just stared. Until Chibitalia started crying of fear for the taller man. Antonio was squeezing Romano close to himself despite the constant swear words shouted at him. Spain refused to let go of Lovino's leg no matter what. Romania was trying to hide behind Celestina. She was afraid of Hungary's evil glare. Celestina easily returned the glare tenfold, years of practice on her side. Elizaveta was gently holding Austria. Roderich was trying to keep his cool, though his eyebrow twitched.
Alfred tried to pry a slowly suffocating England out of America's grip but to no avail. He had forgotten how stubborn he was in his younger years. (you still are stubborn as heck you dork) Arthur sighed and snatched America out of his grip. Within one minute America had let go and was giggling to whatever Arthur was whispering in his ear. Alfred gaped in astonishment.
"Wha-" he stared. England slipped out of Arthur's grasp and looked at Alfred.
"He's broken." England said simply, Alfred snapped out of it. England squeaked when two hands lifted him off the floor. As soon as he heard the distinct French voice he thrashed around. Arthur's eye twitched. He went to set America down only to have the tiny child latch onto him like a starved leech. Arthur nearly choked when his tie was pulled down. Francis held both England and Canada easily, watching with amusement. Despite England's struggles. Alfred laughed at Arthur's attempts to remove the leech. Matthew finally helped out Arthur who then smacked Alfred on the back of the head. Alfred kept laughing.
"Git." Canada tugged on Francis' sleeve and pointed to the Arthur. A gesture he used to use whenever he had wanted to go to the English nation. Arthur paused in fixing his uniform to look down when his pant leg was tugged. Canada stared up at him, silently requesting to be held. Arthur complied much to America's chagrin. The blue eyed nation decided to get his caretakers attention. He kicked Matthew which made the elder nation let go of him. America gave Arthur the most innocent, pleading look he could muster, but Arthur was busy listening to Canada. A dark aura surrounded the tiny child. Every ounce of malice America had (a mother freakin' duckton) was aimed towards Canada. Said child noticed immediately and whimpered. He began trying to mold into Arthur grip as if that would save him. Arthur, of course, noticed and sighed.
"Alfred, don't glare at your brother like that." He scolded.
"I'm not glaring at 'im!" Alfred looked quite happy that Arthur finally called him by his name. Only to have it shot down. Arthur sharply glared at him.
"I wasn't talking to you." Alfred stared wide eyed, slack jawed and shell shocked.
"Ve~ Doitsu, you're so adorable!" Feliciano squished the tiny chibi in a tight grip. Germany was blushing a bright red but tiny hands clutched Feliciano's shirt. Dead set on not letting go.
"Ve~, you look just like Holy Roman Empire too!" at that Germany's face turned a deeper red. He showered kisses on Germany happily. Ludwig also had a light blush on his face. He held the tuckered out Chibitalia in his warm grip. Chibitalia made little kitten noises as he slept, curled into the taller mans chest. One of his hands grasped Ludwig's shirt as if afraid that Ludwig would drop him or leave him. The German wouldn't though, if anything he held Italy closer to his self. A very cute sight indeed.
Antonio held a struggling cursing and blushing Romano in his arms. Lovino finally gave up on trying to make Spain let go of his leg and instead held him carefully.
Francis was beaming at the droopy eyed British child. He inwardly wished it was this easy to get Arthur to fall asleep in his arms all the time. Oh well. He watched the grown up green eyed nation calmly. He heard and saw Canada lean in and ask Arthur something in French. At first he thought Arthur would look to him for translation or tell Canada to speak English. Instead Arthur did nothing of the sort, he leaned in and whispered quietly into Canada's ear. Francis' ears could pick up French words. French words from Arthur's, the one who claimed to not understand French, mouth. Canada smiled brightly. He spoke again, this time a mix of French and English. It took Arthur a bit to translate the jumble in his mind. Then he spoke in hushed French to the little child. Canada smiled and was set down.
Both French speaking nations stared at him. Alfred had long since gone into a corner to mope and plot a certain Canadian's demise. America helped him. Hey he wanted the British nations attention and he'd do anything to get it. Even commit homicide, those pumpkin pants could hold more than just heat, they were also pretty good at hiding weapons.
"You know French?" Matthew stared. Arthur's face flushed a light pink.
"W-well I have my reasons. Anyway we really should try to figure out who did this, and…how to get them back." Yep, Arthur was covering. Too bad it didn't work.
"Oh, I'm perfectly fine with this. I missed the days when I could do thi-" Francis was interrupted by Arthur.
"Hey, where's your child….AH!" oh, there he is! Behind Arthur. Apparently, France had been busy groping any nation he could get his hands near. Arthur snatched up the little French child and glared at him.
"Even this young he's a bloody perverted frog." The Brit scowled. France kept staring at the sleeping England. He had gotten Canada earlier.
"Don't you even think about touching me." Arthur told him. France smiled innocently at the glaring nation. He swiftly leaned in and kissed Arthur's nose. The glare instantly vanished for a surprised look. France smiled and jumped out of his slackened grip. He looked back at England. Target locked. Commencing retrieval. France looked at Francis, silently requesting he give England to him. Francis was reluctant to let the sleeping ball out of his arms. Francis however, knew what he was like as a child. Very, very persistent. Oh, and adorable, just look at those big light blue eyes! Francis caved in a few moments later. He gave the tiny and slowly awakening child to himself. France smiled brightly and took a very confused England into his arms.
They were so busy they didn't notice that Romania, Hungary, Austria, Prussia, Spain and Romano had vanished. Canada had also vanished but, he was never really noticed anyway. As soon as the small French nation wrapped his arms around England in a not grope-y way the two vanished. America vanished soon after along with Germany and Italy.
Feliciano had just started hugging Ludwig instead. Antonio tried to hug Lovino but was pushed away repeatedly. Celestina started to formulate different ways to make Elizaveta suffer, she didn't appreciate the fact that Hungary had scared her younger self. Elizaveta was angrily chasing Gilbert waving her frying pan threateningly. Oh there was going to be bloodshed. Roderich was holding his head in his hands and mentally smacking duck tape on everybody's mouths. Francis started pestering Arthur about his knowledge of French. Matthew also questioned him. The British nation tried to escape but was caught and dragged out of the room by two very adamant French nations. Alfred was still too busy sulking in the corner. Oh boy was Matthew going to get it next time they played catch.
Everyone was so busy they had all but remembered to talk about what happened and who did this. Little did they know something worse was yet to come.
Author pats self on back.
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SCW: Well, there we go! Part one of You look Familiar. Oh and thank you to anyone who reviews or favorites this…I'm expecting only like one or two to do that. This story wasn't all that amazing though I did try.
Ariana: don't worry part two is even funnier, I should know I read it.