Reaper-chan: I do not own any of the Hetalia Characters only my Oc's Please enjoy reading~
"Oi, let go of me you tomato bastard!" - thoughts
Hetalian Chocolate
Chapter One:
From Chocolate Snacks to Chibi Countries
Tick
Tack
Tick
Tack
The sound of the wall clock ticking resounded from the dead zombie-fied hushed class. It's like having a sensation that I was in a private graveyard together with the dead people instead of the living.
"Clock if you just point that long hand of yours to number twelve and that short hand of yours to four and ring for dismissal I promise that I'll be your best friend even if you're just an inanimate object."
Actually our class were animatedly loquacious a while ago enjoying the springtime of our youthfulness…but when Teacher Michael entered the room with this big, irritating and egotistic grin plastered on his wrinkled face, you get to hate the fact that he is your teacher and that he teaches the most damned detested subject of all times hated by some the Filipino students…Trigonometry with the capital T. And clasped in his bony pale white hands are piles of thick stapled papers and a good amount seat work that has to be done that day to torture his students for his pleasure.
Our faces expressed sheer panic as our damned teacher handed the twenty pages of Trigonometry work to complete in the span of twenty…minutes.
Yup you heard it right…TWENTY FREAKING MINUTES!
That means one minute per paper! Kami-sama is there any way out of this?
Nope.
Kami-sama didn't answer…meaning NONE. Poor them…I mean uh, us.
And now most of the pupils of 1-BE are in silence doing our respective seat work that we have cursed for a millionth time that day. We hate Math much more than we hate our Trigonometry teacher…no scratch that, now looking again at the arrogant face of our stupid Trigo teach is more than enough to hate the subject but we abhor the teacher way far worse than the subject. Yeah double that.
It's like having a non-stop talking denizen ascended from hell and was there to educate us with the most damned, abhorred, detested SHIT IT SUBJECT to make our lives a living breathing and burning basket in a hellhole of the alien subjects full of equations, graphs, functions and theorems. And now we are currently doing a seat work about quadratic functions. Darn it! What did we ever do to the damn universe to deserve this! Imagine twenty pages!
We paused for a second to think of sentences that would satisfy our hunger for the death of our dear Sir Michael. Homicidal, blood sputtering and blood curling sentences to describe how his demise would be but they wouldn't dare pronounce that it was for him and only him.
"This is how should he die…"
"...and then..."
"Then there would be blood everywhere...while his internal organs are out in the public..."
Oh fuck we love him. We would hug him then and there overflowing with sooooo much l'amour….not.
See how we make indirect sentences for murdering him? While we were quietly plotting our lethal methods of assassination, some of us were really fighting the urge to call the imaginary epic anime assassins from HunterXHunter… The Zoeldeyk family for his assassination. Rumi, Killua or maybe their little sister would do. How about taking his heart out of his ribcage and squishing it into a bloody pulp...sweet good o'l revenge.
While some of the students are on their 101 ways of killing Sir Michael session, I on the other hand was concentrating on the trigonometric functions on my paper furiously scribbling, solving the equations with some trouble vainly trying for my brain to not have a major melt down from the overload of numbers.
"Ugh damn this, hmm number fifteen… S(t) = -16t2 + vot."
This sucks, only a minute left and I'm still stuck on the dreaded number fifteen. Sneaking a short peek at the desk in front and seeing the terror of terrors stand, I knew that I only have 75% chance of passing this seat work with the five remaining numbers unsolved knowing that it is almost time to hand our worksheets.
"I'm soo going to stuff myself with chocolate after this. I hope Amelia is done making my custom made Chocolates~"
Ring!
RING!
RIIIINNNGGG!
"Okay you maggots pass your papers or suffer the consequences."
"Damn it all to hell, purgatory and Mu, I fucking hate you now you damn Trigonometry."
After that long ass session of mind torture, and energy draining Trigonometry, I've been finally released from college and out in the streets of Caloocan City with only one purpose: to spread terror, chaos, yaoi (lol I'm not a fan but I love showing them to my male classmates seeing them all disturbed after is a bonus :3) and insanity to the innocent minds of the passersby. But remembering my chocolates, MY custom made Hetalian Choco (As I dubbed them) are going to be completed in this current date, I decided to be normal (if only for today) to spare the passersby and went on my merry way to "La Xocolat Loco", skipping and maniacally laughing all the way.
Isn't being an anime otaku fun no?~
Hmm, if you guys are curious as how do this sweet store came into my knowledge, well I was introduced to this store three years ago by none other than my spastic, hyperactive and sweet loving friend Kimberly Alcantara. It was a normal Friday, as normal as having CAT doing drills and whatnot. Getting punished by our commanding officer if we misbehave, learning about map reading, parts of the AK47 riffle, disassembling the said rifle and some first aid. Getting all those tiresome activity done, we are all ready to drop dead on the ground from exhaustion.
After being dismissed by our core commander, Kim-Kim hit my grumpy, whining self with a dummy M1 Garand riffle rendering me unconscious, my body (and virginity X3) under her chocolate addict mode's mercy. Ignoring the disapproving stares given by Jeannette and Alex, she hoisted by body from the ground dragging my unconscious body by my combat boots clad feet all the way to XocoLo (my shortened name for the store).
So, after taking the first bite of a chocolate cookie, I fell in love with it and practically begged it to have its babies XD~ I joke, I joke. But I'm not kidding about the part of taking the first bite and falling in love with it though, because I didn't have the time to know the said cookie, for the fact that I devoured it within a heartbeat not sparing even a crumb. And since that day, whenever I am in on my 'Chocó loco mode' I go to this store to buy my drugs…meaning I purchase some chocolate.
Oh, well you look at that I'm almost there!
Running at my full speed at the few phases left, I burst into the door shoving some random smoking dude out of the way yelling "HONEY I'M HOME!" A soft feminine giggle entered my ears, making my eyes lit up with glee. "Welcome home darling~" came my older adopted sister's reply. Yeah, I look up to Amelia as an older sibling ever since we met through Kimberly and now she has two adopted little hyper anime otaku spawns to deal with, poor her.
"Aretheydoneyet! Are they done yet?"
"Calm down Nayeli and yes they are done just wait here for a second while I go fetch them."
"Okie dokie~" I stood in full attention, back straight, stomach in, chest out just it was like in CAT when I was in high school. The image of a strict cadette was ruined by the goofy smile on my face; I made a two fingered salute to emphasize my answer. Amelia, my blonde older sister like friend just giggled at my antics, green eyes dancing merrily while wiping her hands on her strawberry printed pink apron before nodding at me and heading for the storage room.
"Storage area? Wouldn't that batch be inside that large freezer here in the waiting vicinity not from the one inside the storage? Come to think of it…with her baking, molding and cooking skills my chocolate wouldn't take a month to make."
After two minutes of waiting, I must admit that I am eternally bored.
To sedate my growing boredom, I went to the counter top just near the cash register to inspect some of the commissioned homemade chocolates. Wow, Usagi from Sailormoon eh~ Tohou, Lucky Star, omfg is that Itachi? (let's an inward fangirl scream, kyaaa~), Eww Aizen, and so many more anime made ones. But the one that took my attention was not an anime character (surprisingly) but a figure of a lion standing on its hind legs. The beauty and regality it had left me astounded, my eyes trailing to its front paws that were held up into a striking position while its sharp nails are out ready to lash out at anything near its path. The face of the king of the jungle was fierce and determined; his mighty jaws opened with its long fangs protruding out of its mouth as if it was giving a mighty roar.
Some people might mistake this fine piece of art for a real figurine made of porcelain glass, but when you take a chunk out of it and see its brown insides you'll realize that it is made from pure xocolat.
The door from the storage room gave a slightly loud creak and out comes by adopted nee-san. And just like that, the mesmerizing spell of the lion that it has on me was broken by the sight of my ten favorite characters from Hetalia…and yup you guessed it right, they are all made from Belgium Chocolate.
"Yum, mi gusta~"
"Here you go Nayeli I hope you like them."
"Thank you Ame-nee, but can I ask you why did my batch took a month to make?"
Pausing for a second as she gently placed the tray on the counter, she briefly glanced at my inquiring pair of brown eyes before answering, "Well, to tell you the truth I am not the one who made yours darling. Seeing as I haven't seen of even watched the show, I called a friend of mine for help and thankfully she eagerly agreed. Since you really paid a good amount of money for them, and really like Belgium chocolate I asked Selena to make them for you! She enjoyed making them and said putting the details, color and final touches were a challenge! But enjoyed creating them all the same."
I nodded my head in understanding, my auburn gaze now focused on the ten chibified figures of England, France, Romano, Spain, America, Japan, China, Germany, Italy and Prussia on the silver tray.
Wow, just effing wow. They look like real life anime figurines you get to buy online standing at four inches in height and two and a half inches wide depending on what dynamic pose or position they are in. Can't wait to have a taste of them and eat them kufufufufu~
"Thank you so much Ame-nee, please tell your friend to expect more orders from me ne? Bye bi~"
"Time to get high on chocolate."
Wasting no time when I arrived home, I hurriedly changed from my outdoor clothes to a comfy white T-Shirt with a blue rose imprint on the front and a pair of black Sasa jogging pants eager to eat my sugary treat and be high on sugar.
I glanced at the white box on the table suspiciously eying the circular holes surrounding the container.
"If I didn't know better, ill think that Ame put them because MY chocolate would suffocate. It's as if they're— frowning a little, I averted my gaze from the cardboard box to my Toshiba laptop on the center table that was currently playing Episode 39 of Hetalia Axis Power World series. "Nah, there's no possibility that it could happen. After all they are just anime's a figure of someone's imagination, there is no way that they could be real."
Shrugging away my insane thoughts, I took a Hershey's chocolate bar that I was dying to eat since I bought it from the convenience store out of my bag ready to gobble it upon one go. Tearing its wrapper open, I took the whole bar in my hands eating it bare handed nibbling at a chosen corner while licking it occasionally.
What? I like eating all of my treats bare handed humph. Of course I make sure my hands are clean before using them, plus you can savor more of the flavor that way and if some of that brown treat melted in your hands, you can just lick and suck your fingers for the left over choco making satisfied sounds and moans at the back of your throat to amuse yourself and mentally scar other people.
Tehee~ :3
After finishing my HERSHEY'S, I eyed my custom made Chocó on the dining table…eagerly while salivating; my sweet addicted self still not yet sedated so sue me. Standing up from my sitting position, I walked to the table carefully opening the lid of the box revealing my Hetalian Chocó. Each character was wrapped in tin foil with their designated flags embedded on them. I picked them up one by one settling them softly on my dinning furniture.
I didn't know what possessed me to do it but, there's a nagging feeling at the back of my head telling me to remove the wrapper that was covering their heads to allow them to breathe.
And that is just what I did, following my gut instinct.
"Now, who will I get to devour first." I muttered this with a predatory look while tapping my chin, brown eyes traveling the assorted chocolate made countries.
"Is it just me or did that 'Italy Choco' shivered?"
Since he's that one that caused me to question my sanity levels, I'm going to eat him first starting from his head down to his chibi upper body and then the lower half…Kufufufufu~
Curiously eying the chocolate version of the embodiment of Italy, I hoisted him up using my still chocolate covered hands taking note of the fine details of his small face. The brown hair and the curl was there. His blue WW2 uniform fits his small body making him all the more alluring to my chocolate hungry mind. I wrinkled my nose taking a good whiff of his heavenly Belgium chocolate scent making my mouth water and my stomach to churn in hunger begging me to eat the treat in my hands.
Closing my eyes in preparation for the upcoming heavenly bliss, I opened my mouth a little bit to munch the head of My Feliciano chocolate ready to indulged myself in my favorite luxury snack only to stop in mid action, when I heard a loud "VE~" and unmistakably felt something soft hit the tip of my nose.
Opening my eyes, I almost dropped 'italy' when I saw him alive, breathing, and NOW trembling on my left palm, furiously waving his signature white flag. "Ve~ please don't eat me! I'm still a virgin! I surrender miss! White flag! White flag!" he turned his chibi head back on the table his curl bouncing a little as his closed eyes locked on 'Germany' "Doitsu Tasukete!"
WHAT THE HELL!
Is this some kind of chocolate high induced dream on something, cuz' hell if it isn't then I'm going to the nearest insane asylum and admit myself willingly. There is no way that all of this could be real. I mean sure I'm an anime otaku. I have read some pretty insane but hella good fanfictions, from the countries being cats, getting their genders bent, them being reduced to kids or them being transported to our world, or my all time favorite the Hetalia Manuals but by Ra this takes the friggin cake. Belgium chocolate figures turning alive? And to think I was about to 'eat' them a while ago…
I'VE TURNED INTO A CANNIBAL NOOOOO!
"Oi, Italy clam down! You don't want to scare the poor madchen don't you kesesesese~"
Well before deem myself to be batshit insane, I must first confirm that they are indeed real and not just any part of my over active vivid imagination by watching too much anime and Hetalia. Lifting my right pointer finger forgetting that it was still heavily coated by some fair amount of dark chocolate, I directed my said appendage to the distracted but still trembling Italian intending to poke the hell out of him just to prove that he is real and by no means an illusion.
"…"
I was almost a centimeter close onto touching his chibified form when he suddenly whipped his head around so fast to face me (makes me wonder why didn't he get a whiplash) eyes opening in fear and wonder. He lifted his mini head at the direction of my outstretched finger slightly sniffing, his nose catching the sweet fudgy smell of the melted chocolate from my right pointer finger. Being as curious and food loving creature that he is, he stood from his position taking small wobbly steps towards that heavenly sweet smell. He stopped a few centimeters short in front of my pointed appendage staring at it for a few nanoseconds before letting his urge overtake his being. Popping his small pink tongue from his mouth, he took a brief tentative lick at my finger, surprising me to a great degree leaving me speechless.
"Wutdafuq."
"Ve~ this is a very delicious dark chocolate bella~"
"…"
Dot. Dot. Dot.
"OhkamijesusbuddahallahRa! I-I felt his, his t-tongue. It may be little, but it's soft, warm and definitely fucking REAL."
While I stood there fossilized on my spot inwardly hyperventilating, little Italy stood in his four inches height eagerly looking at my direction producing some pink flowers on his background.
As to how he was able to do that, I don't want to know.
"Ve~ miss I can have more chocolate can I?"
Without waiting for my reply (not that I can answer him in my current state of mind), I let out a small 'eep' followed by an uncharacteristic moan when he reached out his small hands at my finger, Veneziano lowered it in his direction and then promptly shoving it in his mouth without delay eager to taste the melted left over chocolate from them. He made sure he was gentle with his ministrations while my finger was in his mouth, pausing from time to time to make sure that he didn't accidentally bite me while he is in his sucking slash licking stupor.
"Kami If this doesn't look an ero scene from and otome ero game to anyone who didn't know that he isn't a pervert like the personification of France, then I don't want to know what it looks like to the rest of chibified countries."
Italy Veneziano continued to lick and suck at my finger without a care in the freaking world, his chibi face flushed while working on the appendage. He chanced a look at me and found out that I haven't moved from my spot since he miraculously became alive. Coming back to the task at hand, he found out that his mouth was almost engulfing half of the tip of my finger the chocolate almost gone. Smiling inwardly, seeing as he was about finished, he returned to his "task" sucking with much gusto as before making cute "Ve~ing" sounds letting out some pleasured moans here and there unbeknownst to him.
"I don't think I can take more of this. MUST RESIST HAVING A NOSE BLEED I AM NOT LIKE FRANCE! [insert gibberish words here]!"
While this is all happening I noticed that the remaining nine nations were now out of their wrapper openly gawking at the scene with widened assorted moe eyes. Who can blame them really, Feliciano is good at sucking, it makes me wonder where did he learned to do stuffs with his tongue.
After a few erotic minutes….XD *is shot*
When chibi Italy was sure that there was no more chocolate left on my secretly pleasured finger (lol) while he checked every nook and cranny, he let go of my now numb limb with a loud "pop" kind of sound, a trail of saliva connecting my finger and his mouth. He backed away little from me hiding his small hands behind his back, he did a full twirl before fully facing me head on his fright forgotten. Rising his head to look at me, he gave me one of his moe irresistible smiles before glomping my finger bouncing up and down on my left palm clearly now hyper.
"Grazi bella that was one tasty chocolate~"
Noting that he still hasn't done his greeting and hasn't properly introduced himself, he tilted his head in thought thinking that since he can't smother my now crimson cheeks with Italian kisses in his current size then kissing my fingers will just have to do!
Reaching for my right middle and pointer finger, he eagerly both gave them loving 'chu's~' before smiling a full blown out grin that would make any Northern Italy fangirl that is faint at heart loose consciousness and have a major nosebleed. "Ciao~ I'm Italy Veneziano but you can call me Italia~"
Don't tell me he just said what I think he said. Kami, he's Italy as in THE Italy? Hearing that statement coming out of his lips and looking at the other horrified nations and a face palming Germany, all of my self control crumbled, my mind turning into a gooey pile of mush inside my skull. I felt all my blood rush to my cheeks making me blush with and angry color of red. Roboticaly glancing at Italy with my bulging brown eyes, I did the most logical thing a Hetalia fangirl would after meeting my favorite characters for the first time and after receiving a "good hand job" from the seemingly innocent Feliciano Vargas…..
"There goes my sanity. Adiue, I will surely miss you."
Faint with a major nosebleed.
THUD.
"Look at what you did to her you git!"
"Ve~ It isn't my fault Mr. England! I was so hungry and haven't had any pasta for a long time and the chocolate was soo good!"
"You stupid frattelo why did you have to do that damn it!"
"Haha~ you're blushing like a tomato Lovi~ So cute~"
"Italy-kun, where did you learn to do that stuff?"
"Eh, Nihon? Oh I saw France-niichan do that in the past."
Cue an eerie silence, five pairs of eyes glaring at the chibi nation garb in a tacky violet military suit seductively biting a rose on his mouth.
An enraged England faced the "ohonhonhon-ing" French bopping his head with his fists and thus started a mini chibi war.
"Stop fighting aru! Shouldn't we check first if she is okay rather than fighting aru!" The chibi China asked looking worriedly at the unconscious girl on the floor.
"Since I'm the Hero I'll go check her out!"
"Kesesese~ the awesome me will come with you to "check her out" too Alfred."
"Wait bruder dont'—
Down goes the two chibi nations, one was an albino with unruly white hair and mesmerizing red eyes, the other was a blonde bespectacled chibi with blue eyes garbed in a brown bomber jacket both jumping from the dining table landing on the tiled floor with a soft 'thud' with practiced ease.
Amidst all the chaos they didn't notice two eerily glowing eyes watching their every move and before any of them could sense its presence, a black blur sped past Gilbert and Alfred snatching the embodiment of Prussia in its mouth waving it eagerly at the horrified chibi's with a playful light it its eyes.
"Oi, put the awesome me down you damn cat!"
Cue a moment of dumbfounded silence.
The black cat lowered its body to the ground, yellow eyes alert and cautious. Body poised and ready to pounce, and within a second it jumped towards the table eager to have fun with its new playmates.
"VE DOITSU TASUKETE!"
And that is when the Apocalyptic chaos began.
TBC….
Reaper-chan:
Soooo didja
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If you have a request for a chibi country to put in here please put it in your reviews if you readers convinced me enough I might add some of your OC'S in here :3
GOTT i was kyaaa~ing every five second while writing Italy's scene thinking of how effing cute he is damn.
AngelzReaper signing out!
Chapter two Preview:
"Oi, Alfred come back here and give me that damn bacon back!"
"No way dudette! The HERO got this beacon fair and square so it's mine!" the chibified America answered running pass my feet as he stole a piece of bacon from the cooked batch on the table wearing the said piece of meat like a cape. When he was a few good meters away from me,he stopped running and did a HEROIC POSE the American flag magically appearing as his background the piece of bacon was waving with the unseen winds like a cloak. If i wasn't pissed at him right now ready to whack him with my spatula I would have melted and giggled at the site.
Giving him a death glare which he promptly ignored, I was about to chase after him when i saw Arthur hiding near the steps armed with a spoon ready to whack his former colony on my signal.
I gave my favorite chibi an evil smile which he returned with one of his own, looking at burger loving nation who was now dancing to the tune of 'Sway' from the radio (didn't he not notice Gilbert was beside him eating his beloved mantle?) ignorant to the world.
While dancing, Alfred was now slowly but surely advancing to England's direction, I raised three fingers and started to count.
3
2
1
WHAPACK!
Now I have one unconscious chibi to torture!
Stay tuned guys
