Reaper-chan: I do not own any of the Hetalia Characters only my Oc Nayeli, Monique belongs to Neeky-chan. I would also like to thank my first three reviewers which are...chipsivana, Neeky-chan, and Alien 2012! thank you sooo much for reviewing my story~

"Oi, let go of me you tomato bastard!" - thoughts


Hetalian Chocolate

Chapter Two:

More Chocolate Equals Instant Insanity


As you have read from last chapter, the mini commissioned Hetalain Choco turned alive was now being chased by Nayeli's pet cat. The poor feline had been deprive by love and affection lately because of his owner being busy these past days due to her college. So the black fury beast decided to put the matter in his own paws by entertaining himself with his new found playmates.

Meaning, getting one as a chew toy and chasing the others around the living room just for the hell of it.

So that's what Panther Baby did… he pounced and snatched the albino one wearing a pirate's costume, and then proceeded to jump on the dining table to find a delectable prey to toy with by chasing him all around the living area or the ends of the earth if needed be. He was just that dang bored and chasing little mice and lizards are obsolete.

So with a non-stop swearing Prussian in his maws, the black cat sadistically chased the crying Italian wearing a raven stripped Mafioso suit with glee.


They can't believe this, just what the fuck man! They were the freaking personification of the countries! Eight of them belonging to the G8, one was a former ruthless inquisitor and the other was an ex-nation with fearless tectonic knights who had once succeeded seizing the vital regions of Austria… but now they were reduced to being pursued by the big furry black cat of the unconscious unidentified brown haired female on the floor.

True that they have just been awoken from their slumber, their souls or more like essences were just getting used to their new vessels. But still, being chased by a cat was just downright humiliating.

Especially for his awesomeness that was cursing and blaspheming cat vainly trying to get the feline to let go of his awesome person. Gritting his teeth while poking Panther's mouth with his miniature rapier, Gilbert cursed in German for a hundredth time that day for epically failing to free himself from the sadistic black neko [cat].

Ruby eyes traveled to his companions who were running away from his captor assessing them while doing so before finally landing on one of his bruder's close friends, Feliciano Vargas.

"Run Ita-chan run. Save you're firm behind from my captor while I watch at the background enjoying the view. Kesesesese~"

He would have laughed out loud at Ita-chan's incoming demise as Panther started to close in shortening their distance, but he was too busy thinking of ways to make the infernal feline let go of his awesome self. It's not like the cat was hurting him per se, the black kitty knew not to bite too hard while handling a living being while it plays, but damn it's not awesome being soaked with its stinking saliva if you are the awesome personification of Prussia himself so he needs out!

"I have nothing against you kitty, but when I get my awesome self out of your unawesome mouth you're going down."


Being chased by an unlawfully fast and stealthy cat was no fun, so is awakening and knowing your stuck in a body that is barely four inches tall with cutesy chubby hands and body parts is not amusing. But the most horrid part of all is realizing that you have unwanted appendages attached to your body. Just like the pair of black cat ears on top of his blond slicked hair and a cursed tail swishing to and fro behind his back as they ran, well his formal gray German military uniform saves him from further embarrassment but does he really need to have those dang cat ears and tail?

Ludwig is not a happy nation, he is pissed as hell and his growing migraine didn't help him any so is the incessant shouting of Italy of "Doitsu tasukete!" while flailing his white flag.

"Mein gott can't we just fight that verdammt feline rather than run like Italy?"

Le internal face palm.

Of course they can! Even though they were greatly reduced in size doesn't mean they lost their ability to fight, they were the freaking countries for kami's sake! they lived for more than a thousand years now with great battle experience honed through many wars in the past, handling a grown cat would just be a piece of cake. So the question now is why the hell they all sprinted away when they saw the embodiment of Northern Italy dash past their shocked facades?

"Bloody hell why are we running? We can still fight the feline even in this form." Hmm, seems like the former pirate has the same question as him. Japan's form came into his field of vision running beside him. The quiet Asian nation tilted his head a little towards the wurst loving German before turning his nearly blank facade at England for his reply, "Gomenasai Igirisu-san, me and Doitsu-san usually ran after Itaria-kun when he has his panic attacks so we followed him on impulse."

The Englishman wearing a black butler's attire grumbled ruffling his wild blonde locks with his gloved right hand before crossing them over his chest.

"Well mi amigos, It's not like I don't enjoy running but don't you think it's time we stop playing around and get mi amigo Gilbert from that beast's foul mouth hmm?"

Apparently, Ludwig and the country of passion had the same mindset at the time so he can't help but nod his head and voice his agreement. "Ja, Spain is right. Albeit diminutive in size we still have our strength as a nation so we should be able to handle the katze [cat] and salvage mien bruder."

"Oi west, the awesome me doesn't need any rescuing!""

Raising a blond eyebrow at his brother, Germany looked at Prussia as if asking "really now?" shrugging afterwards with a tired sigh.

"The awesome me is doesn't appro—

"Well mon amie, since you can't get yourself out of that sticky predicament just stay put and let us rescue you oui?"

"Humph big words coming from you frog, as if you're going to help any in the soon to be brawl." Intense emerald eyes burned at the back of the personification of France as he sat dramatically on the floor with his white chef outfit biting his navy blue scarf crying crocodile tears. "I'm hurt Angleterre, of course I'll help!—all the dramatics stopped as he stood with his TM Rape face – Ill assist mon cher Italy on cheering you guys from a safe distance so adieu~ Ohonhonhonhon~" Wasting no time, the country of l'amour snatched a bewildered Italy laughing his perverted laugh dashing pass England, China, Spain, Japan, Germany and last but not the least Romano.

"Damn bastardo pervertito always running when it comes to battles, but does he have to fucking take my idiot fratello with him?" The seething southern part of Italy asked twirling a pair of pistols on his pointer fingers, cocking them before raising both ammo's up taking aim at the unsuspecting French's head. He was about to blast Francis' head into oblivion when Antonio's face came to his shooting range halting his finger on the trigger.

"What the hell tomato bastard! Get out of the fucking way!"

"Maa Lovi leave mi amigo alone, us seis [six] can handle that gato [cat]." Spain was smiling but there was something lethal in his undertone as he loosened the raven tie of his Gakuen Hetalia outfit. Producing a battle ax as big as his chibi body out of nowhere, he glared at the black cat that was keeping one of his best friend's hostage.

"I guess there's no helping it then aru, ill back you guys up when we engage in battle aru." came China's voice just beside Kiku cracking his knuckles for emphasis decked in his Imperial robes dyed in crimson. His light-brown-almost-amber-eyes shone in great delight, but this time it's not for his beloved shinaty-chan but for the excitement of a good skirmish with the fury feline.

"Rules of the sea, first one to die loses, so are you with me you bloody landlubbers?"

"AYE (ARU)!"

Germany turned his cerulean gaze at his fellow countries, just by feeling the cold aura surrounding them and by seeing the bloodlust that was clearly imbedded at the depths of their pupils, he was sure that they reverted back to their olden medieval ways. They lost some of their kind these past years, they are sure as hell were not gonna risk losing another one even if it's his annoying brother. Not wanting to be outdone by his friends, Ludwig took his precious German luger from his hidden pocket; he took the magazine out loading a few bullets before putting it back, cocking it and pointing the said ammunition at the seemingly innocent cat.

Everybody was tense, eyes locked at Panther waiting for it to make its first move. But before any of them could pull their triggers or lash out with their swords, America came bursting in bouncing in each step singing 'I'm sexy and I know it' at the top of his lungs with his helium high like voice. He stopped skipping in favor of staring at his comrades somewhat puzzled with the way they were glowering at the raven furred feline in front of their miniscule combat ready selves.

Tension was thick in the air, so thick you can cut it repeatedly with a rusty butter knife as Alfred got in between his fellow nations and the cat not at all caring if he gets caught among the crossfire. A wide grin sported on his face as he pranced towards the black cat stopping just beneath Panther Baby. The embodiment of USA waved his hand at the curious kitty and uttered a "Yo." Satisfied that the feline didn't attack his person at the gesture, he put both of his little chubby hands in the cat's front paws lightly tapping them both and without warning hoisted Panther in the air in pure delight startling the raven furred feline making it drop the grossed out, saliva covered Gilbert on the ground.

"That was soo not awesome."

The bad luck of the cat didn't stop there because after it dropped Prussia on the floor, the burger loving nation proceeded to spin his body together with the neko (cat) laughing his normal boisterous laugh "AHAHAHAHA SINCE IM THE HERO YOULL HAVE TO PLAY MEH KITTY!" yes the young nation found Nayeli's secret stash of pockey in the house damn him! And now he's bouncing on the walls and the four corners of the living area with a scared cat in tow, he occasionally lands on the couch before bounding airborne upwards again roughly touching the ceiling like superman high on kryptonite.

"IMTHEHEROWEEEEE!"

Le internal face palms.

That was very anticlimactic.

Taking the opportunity to escape Alfred's glucose induced insanity, the chibified nations consisting of a dejected England, a shinaty-chan hugging China, an all shine and smiles Spain chasing a cursing Romano, a somewhat happy Japan and a tired looking Germany with a petulant Prussia on his shoulders, they left America doing 'heroic' stunts in mid air with his new 'sidekick' to wake up their new 'owner'


POK

POK

LE VERDAMMT POK!

The second year BSCS college student girl was awoken from her unconscious state with the feeling of something akin to mini pellet bullets hitting her right cheek. Fluttering her heavy eyelids open, she saw a gray-ish blob mixed with some yellow and blue colors. Blinking the blurriness out of her system, she saw the blob finally formed a recognizable shape and whaddaya know the splotch of mixed colors was a pissed off personification of Germany putting his miniature German Luger firearm in good use rapidly firing at the amused auburn haired girl.

Nayeli stared at Ludwig with half lidded eyes somewhat entertained as he continued his ineffective way of arousing her unresponsive form, her brown eyes stopped at the wurst loving German's head with a pair of twitching black cat ears. The scene was disturbingly cute, though she must admit that even with his strict outlook in life she still find him a tad bit attractive and the kitty ears didn't just make him look less threatening but it also made him…dare she say 'cute' like a cuddly teddy bear.

[Fangirls altogether now] Awww~~~

"Five more minutes." The twenty years old Filipina grunted pretending to sleep, she wants nothing more than go back to being unconscious and pretend that all of the previous stuff didn't happen so she can maintain her half sane half insane status of facebook. If she woke up from Luddy's gunning, then she would have to acknowledge that she was actually feeling his bullets thus admitting to herself that they were real and by no means some made up imagination by her Hetalia loving mind and thus leaving her to finally conclude that she had totally gone insane wooo~

"Verdammt she won't wake up!"

Cue consecutive and gibberish German swears amidst the sounds of non-stop gun shots.

"Allow me to wake the mademoiselle up Germany; a kiss on the lips usually wakes the sleeping beauty oui?"

"Like hell will I allow you to sexually harass her in front of me you bloody perverted fuck face!"

"In my country we only kiss a girl if—" Japan trailed off bushing furiously.

"Ve~~Maybe we can cook some pasta and let the delizioso aroma wake her up~"

"Maybe a tomato will wake the senorita up~"

"Che, no one wants your damn tomatoes you fucking tomato bastard!"

"You eastern nations are at it again aru. You always fight at every little thing; can't you talk it like mature adults aru ka?"

While the others argue on the method on how to wake the poor Filipina girl up, they didn't notice a certain Albino making his way on the auburn haired girl's face his features uncharacteristically serious as his trained eyes assessed her form.

"The madchen is clearly tired and stressed out, and it's quite obvious that she lacks enough sleep with the large circular black rings under her eyes. With Italy 'awakening' in front of her very own eyes, it shocked her frazzled nerves and brought her stress to a higher level rendering her unconscious."

Prussia shook his head smirking a little before staring at his petite hands balling it into a fist.

"If it weren't for this madchen, we will lose our essences… our souls and the countries will be just a bunch of land masses on the map without its personification. Like an empty shell without a soul."

Gilbert lowered his small chubby cute face in front of Nayeli's, crimson optics softening a little. With voice as loud as the barest whisper he muttered a hushed "Danke Madchen." The moment was broken when his usual arrogant self-loving smirk appeared on his facade, his little gloved hands pinching the girl's nose preventing her from breathing.

At first nothing happened, but after a few seconds the Filipina had some difficulty in breathing, mouth opening gasping for air. Her brown eyes shot open bloodshot and enraged when she shot up from the floor hungrily wheezing for air as she directed her burning livid irises at him.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR—

"Kesesese~ Guten morgen madchen." He interrupted her angry outburst with his suave voice laughing his typical Prussia only laugh.

—PRUSSIA?"

"The one and only awesomeness, wanna see my five meters?"


Three days.

It's been three hell bent days since kami has sent her those infuriating ten completely ruining her peaceful and normal everyday life giving her at least three major headaches a day plus some broken house furniture in the package. And as an added bonus, they have been driving her insane inside and outside her house with the mayhem they are causing and with the torture that they that have been unconsciously inflicting on her poor, poor self she's on a brink of committing suicide to attain eternal peace.

Isn't Kami-sama a kind and generous higher being no?

Finally after three tiring days filled with drama, a pinch of violence, couple of death threats, several homemade bombs, an overdose on pasta, wurst, tomatoes, burgers, French food and surprisingly well made scones, it was finally Saturday.

And a no school Saturday at that!

Booyah bitches Nayeli is gonna be a complete lazy ass and sleep in for the day. She's gonna lay there in bed, snuggle the fluff out of her favourite pillow and savour the soft confines of her bed to recover some of her lost sleep throughout these past three chaotic days. Be it rain or fall, the worlds oblivion or the threat of being raped by Francis and Gilbert, nothing and I mean nothing could get her out of her bed and down the first story of her house only to indulge herself to her unhealthy daily dose of insanity seeing her uninvited guests doing unimaginable apocalyptic stuffs that would either ruin some of her furniture, blast a gaping hole or two on the walls of her apartment—

CRASH!

"Rise and shine dudette time to make the hero and his awesome sidekicks some breakfast!"

—Or the untimely destruction of her bedroom door. "There goes my privacy."

"Alfred please let me sleep for a few more minutes; I got little to none amount of sleep last night when you guys decided to have a movie marathon consisting of horror movies."

The Filipina groaned as she buried her head on her pillow in a futile attempt to return to sleep. She almost succeeded, her droopy eyelids half way closed when she felt something heavy (its weight can be compared to a falling anvil) dropping on her middle area making it as its makeshift trampoline. "Ugh, damn it all."

Opening her auburn eyes in great displeasure, she found mini Alfred sitting on her abdomen with a cute pout on his adorable face using his most lethal weapon against her.

Puppy dog eyes ala Alfred F. Jones.

"Damn they are super effective! No wonder England can't say no to him with a super uke face like that!"

"…"

"But Neli its past nine AM and we are all hungry. We didn't want a repeat of what happened last Thursday so we decided to wake you up."

Nayeli gave an involuntary shiver in response as she recalled last Thursday's events waking every tired cells and fibers of her being and she shudder at the thought of letting that incident happen again.

"Mein gott, please don't remind of it ever again please."

"Anything for you duddete even if you're not one of my citizens!"

Without further ado and knowing that his mission on waking their hostess was done, he jumped from her bed and rushed back down stairs.

"HEY DUDES NAYELI'S AWAKE!"

"ALFRED HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO STOP SLIDING DOWN THE STAIRS?"

"Meh you're no fun Iggy."

Tuning out their argument, the Asian girl went to her bathroom to do her usual morning rituals. When she was done, she briefly drifted into space lost in her own thoughts. Honestly she didn't know what to think when she saw them standing in front of her table miraculously becoming alive and moving where as they were supposed to be a bunch of customized chocolates edible and immobile. Her brain was in total shut down melting into a pile of gooey mesh unable to comprehend the situation.

Her first thought when she saw Italy move and wave his white flag was,

"Is it the indefinite amount of caffeine that I took this morning that I am now hallucinating seeing the chocolate move making 've' sounds?"

Her second though when she felt Veneziano suck and lick on her finger was,

"OH MEIN GOTT IT'S FREAKING ALIVE AND ITS 'EATING' ME!"

And her last though when she heard his voice and introduced himself as Italy Veneziano was,

"No questions asked, I'm definitely mental and need an effing life."

And thus brings us back to our current situation now, having ten characters from Hetalia (which they insisted that they were the personification of the countries not just fictional characters without further explanation) appear inside her house and wrecking havoc was not her ideal way to start her second year in college but she has to deal with it because Fate was having a very bad day and is taking it out on her.

With an indignant sigh, she frowned for a while hating Fate more and more at the moment giving her this situation when she has a lot to think about and take care of at the moment. She doesn't need a bunch of guys to torment her more and dang, they didn't even have the decency to explain things to her! They were all hush hush around her just making contact when they want food or for a small uninformative chatter.

She was lost in her thoughts as she gently traveled her wooden stairs. Her steps were light and hushed as to not wake the current occupants of her home which she thought was still asleep and as she reached her final destination, she was surprised from castle oblivion to Kingdom Hearts and finally back to earth at the scene.

All ten of them were at the kitchen doing what they usually do best; break someone's mentally to nothingness (apparently hers) due to all the mayhem they are causing.

"Fuck, I hate my life."

After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen in which the perpetrator of the apocalyptic chaos still unknown, Nayeli decided that she would just ignore them like they disregard her on daily basis and get starting at breakfast which consisted of wurst, beacon, eggs, pancakes and some fruits.

With great enthusiasm fueled by her rumbling empty stomach, she arranged the ingredients on the dining table careful not to bump the English gentleman that was having some difficulty on drinking his cup of tea (the tea cup almost ¾ his size X3)muttering a small "Good morning." Getting a polite "Good morning love." as a reply from Arthur after he took a sip from his drink.

"Guten morgen madchen, the awesome me appreciates the good amount of wurst in the morning but sometimes you over cook them. Let the awesome me cook them for today." She nearly dropped the frying pans that she was carrying when she heard his awesomeness said that sentence from the kitchen counter. Prussia was still garbed in his pirate costume with his usual egotistic smirk hands armed with a plastic spatula bigger than his own size.

"Matin bonn ma cher, allow moi and my friend Gilbert to assist you with breakfast! Mon Mathieu makes the best pancakes so I can help you with that mon petite cher." Came Francis' soft and surprisingly non perverted voice near the end of the dinning furniture his blue eyes locked at her given ingredients.

"Who knows that hunger is the best adversary of perverted hormones? I should starve them more kufufufufu~"

Nodding her head in consent, the Filipina let Gilbert to fry the wurst and as for the Frenchman, she lifted his diminutive chef garbed self from the table putting the representation of the country of l'amour on her shoulders allowing him to direct her in making the pancakes.

A few minutes later…

"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 her 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 the Filipina, he stopped running and did a HEROIC POSE the American flag magically appearing as his background the piece of bacon was billowing with the unseen winds like a cloak.

"My reality is being shattered bit by bit with them staying with me here and soon I'll find myself inclining to insanity too close for comfort."

Giving him a death glare which he promptly ignored, Nayeli was about to chase after him when she saw Arthur hiding near the steps armed with a spoon ready to whack his former colony on her signal.

She gave her favorite chibi an evil smile which he returned with one of his own, both now looking at burger loving nation who was now dancing to the tune of 'Sway' (by pussycat dolls)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, the college student raised three fingers and started to count.

3

2

1

WHAPACK!

Direct hit! She was about to pick the former pirate up and huggle him to death when she heard the intro of 'Aikoi' (from Tsubasa Chronicles) play from her Nokia cellphone alerting her for an incoming call.

She picked the electric device from the side table checking the caller I.D.

Monique "Knicky" Bunton

"OH IT'S NEEKY-CHAN~"

Clearing her throat, the auburn haired girl spoke in her most business like voice in a no-nonsense tone. "Hello potential customer you have reached Bloody Howling's Murdering Agency, you rang we bang. We assassinate our clients in many grotesque and blood curling ways; we also take commissions on special occasions. So dear potential customer, how would you like to die today?" Nayeli finished her line with a small smirk on her lips, her pair of chocolate orbs where glistening in a wild crazed manner.

"Hello omnipotent machine like voice service lady, I'm calling to gloat and inform you that I'm still alive and kicking seeing as your so called killers have epically failed to kill me once again~"

"Oh you're that damned target who wouldn't just flipping die. So glad we can do business again, so in what order, date and method would you like to be executed Miss Bunton?"

"Oh the same as usual, death by the bloody water pipe on the head by a Russia cosplayer assassin~"

The silence was suffocating but it was broken when both of the speakers broke into uncontrollable giggles after their little practiced skit.

"Yo, Nayeli! Heads up girl I'm coming to your house!" came the bubbly voice of Nayeli's sixteen year old friend from the other end of the line.

"RussiaCanadafangirlsayswhat?

"What! Eh? Why?"

"I have something magical to show you~" She hoped, prayed and begged to any other god's in existence that by saying 'magical' doesn't equally mean that her friend has somewhat acquired a Hatalian Choco just like she did a few days ago. Come to think of it, Knicky also ordered some homemade Russia and Canada chocolates from 'XocoLo's'

"Oh flying fudge cakes."

"Umm, uh where are you now?" chocolate eyes shifted nervously at her own collection of mini nations who were listening attentively at their phone conversation.

"Hmm? I'm just about to 'come home' mi amiga!"

"WAIT KNI—

CRASH!

BANG!

The front door was slammed open revealing a sixteen year old girl with brown hair just past her shoulders that has blonde tips, she trotted inside the house as if she owned the place with a happy bounce in each step. Seeing her stunned and flabbergasted friend, Monique gave Nayeli a jaw splitting grin removing the red hood that was covering her face revealing a pair of mischievous hazel eyes.

What shocked Nayeli wasn't the sudden appearance of her friend but it was that something that was emitting a deadly aura on top of her russet hair even if it was giving them all an innocent smile.

"Be one with mother Russia da?" Yup you read it right it was a mini Russia who was on top of her mess of brown locks his gloved hand gripping a few good amount of her hair too tight for her Knicky-chan's comfort.

"If there was a saying that in Soviet you don't kidnap Russia but Russia kidnaps you. Well, in Monique's case…in the real world you don't own Russia but Russia owns you."

Ignorant of the 'kolkol-ing' Ivan on her head, she snatched something from her shoulder with her slightly pale hands thrusting it in front of Nayeli's gaping face.

"Aren't they just adorable?"

Brown irises met a pair of bespectacled shy violet ones in a stare down, her inner fangirl self almost melting at the uber cuteness.

"CANADA!"

"Ma-maple…"

TBC...


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