Kayla blinked slowly, her eyes adjusting to the sudden bright light of the room she was in. Looking around she realised she was no longer in her room sitting on her laptop. She was sitting at a long table that had dozens of people sitting around it. On one side of her was an empty chair and on the other side was a tall, bulky blonde man with piercing blue eyes and a pair of glasses perched on the end of his nose. He turned to look down at her and his lip twitched in what might've been a smile.
"Y'u ok'y F'n?" he asked. Kayla stared at him blankly for a second, mentally translating what she just heard. As she was doing this she realised with a jolt that this man looked incredibly familiar. "F'n?" He asked again, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"Hm? Oh I'm fine!" Kayla chirped a little too quickly before pausing in surprise when she realised her voice was deeper than it had been. His eyebrow raised a fraction before turning and looking back at the front where Kayla only just noticed there was someone speaking. She didn't pay attention to him though, focusing more on the blonde giant sitting next to her as she tried to figure out who he was. She spotted a small Swedish flag pinned to the front of his shirt and in front of him was a small notebook with the name 'Berwald Oxenstierna' on the front of it. Suddenly all the pieces in her mind clicked together and her eyes widened in surprise. This was Sweden. From Hetalia. Sitting next to her. Casting a quick glance around the room she realised that every single person around the table was one of the characters. Sitting across from her was Spain who was speaking in low tones to Prussia (Prussia!) who was snickering at whatever he was saying. Down the table South Korea was talking in loud, animated tones to Vietnam, who ignored him in favour of her thumb war with North Korea. Italy was talking to Romano, using his hands to shape out what he was saying while Romano stared at Spain and tried to pretend he wasn't. As she continued to scan the room she spotted Hungary and Austria who were both acting kinda weird. Austria was sitting really stiffly and leaning away from Hungary who was sitting next to him, he was also casting his violet gaze around the room, hands twitching nervously. Hungary was looking from her chest, to her frying pan that she was clutching, to the rest of the people in the room, her mouth slightly opened in shock. Kayla frowned in confusion but continued to look around.
"Ehh! China! What the hell dude?!" A loud obnoxious voice suddenly yelled and Kayla switched her attention to the front where America was flailing around in surprise and China was hugging the blonde rather tightly from behind.
"OHMYGOSH ITS AMERICA~" China squealed excitedly, causing everyone in the room to turn and stare at him. "ILOVEYOUSOMUCHALFIE-KUN!" China continued his squeal, tightening his grip on the Americans chest. South Korea eyed America murderously while England did the same to China but neither noticed as one was being strangled and the other was squealing happily. Kayla frowned again and turned her gaze to the table in front of her.
"This isn't right." She murmured, too quietly for anyone else to hear. "This isn't right at all…"
Tada~ Chapter two~ Its short because I have friken writers block and its annoying the hell outta me. Anyway review and tell me what you think is going on~
Darky out~
Ooh Before I forget go to 'Snowfirecat's profile and read her story 'Mischief Making' ts really good~