Title: Stars Are Magical

Rating: T for language

Beta: Animeloveramy

Warnings: language. And if you have a particular dislike of OC's.

Disclaimer: neither of us own Hetalia.

Summary: …make a wish and it has to come true! As two girls find out after a night of wishing when the Hetalia characters arrive to make their days just that little bit brighter. But now they're here, how are they supposed to get home again?

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I hate the busses in Peterborough. They always say that one arrives every 10 minutes; well I can tell you now that this information is a load of bullshit. When you're waiting for one, even after the time it's supposed to come it doesn't, and then one comes along, another comes right behind it. It's stupid. Anyway, after fifteen minutes of crowding in the bus stop the bus that would take us to town finally arrived and we all jumped onboard. It wasn't too expensive; about £21 to get us all onto the bus.

As soon as America got on he ran upstairs to get a view from the top of the double-decker bus. I sighed; I couldn't stop him no matter what I did, and then Italy went charging up after him. Those too, never change.

"It-" Germany was about to yell but I elbowed him in the stomach to keep him from yelling out 'Italy'.

"Ludwig, his name is Feliciano, remember?" I said, giving him a look. He closed his mouth and went up after the two nations. "Come on guys, let's not hold everyone up," I said as I turned to look at everyone else and started to walk up the steps. As I got to the top of the stairs I saw that America and Italy where right at the front staring out the massive windows; such children those two were. I smiled and walked over to Italy to sit next to him.

"Sabrina?" I heard a voice from behind I looked behind me to see China who had sat down behind me and Italy. I blinked at him. "I was wondering, what about World War Two?" He asked.

"Oh" I said realising why he was asking that. "Well the war is finished, long ago actually," I said calmly.

"What?" China asked his eyes had widened as he stared at me with surprise. I noticed the other nations were also staring at me.

"Yeah, that's all done and dusted with" I said.

"So we don't have to fight anymore?" Germany asked.

"Ve and I don't have to run from them yelling?" Italy asked as he leaned over and used me as his own leaning post. I held onto the pole that had the stop button on it, not wanting to fall off and onto the floor.

"Feliciano, don't use me as a leaning post please, I don't want to fall over and hurt myself, or hurt you either," I said to him as I looked at him over my shoulder, God damnit his face was so close!

"Aww Sabrina and Feliciano sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G," Rebecca sang out suddenly, and my face went as red as a tomato.

"Ve? We're not sitting in a tree," Italy mumbled in confusion, tilting his head to the side. "Ve, Sabrina why is your face red? Are you ok?" He asked.

"Awww so cute, he's worried about you!" Rebecca cooed.

"Rebecca," I said as I sat up and gently pushed Italy up and off of me, then turning around to face Rebecca who was sitting next to China.

"Yes Sabrina?" She asked in an innocent voice.

"Shut. Up." I said and did the BSL sign for 'shut up' before turning back around.

"So, let me think of your names again" I muttered as the bus pulled into another bus station. "Feliciano, Alfred, Matthew, Wang Yao? Or is it Yao Wang?" I asked myself.

"Wang Yao," China corrected me.

"Thank you," I said and smiled to him. "Ludwig and Antonio, right? That's who we have got," I said.

"Yep! That's us!" America laughed.

"Then there's Lovino, Arthur, Kiku, Ivan, Francis, and...and Gil-" I was then interrupted.

My Bruder's name ist Gillbert," Germany said.

"Right," I replied.

"So the whole World War 2, done?" Canada asked quietly.

"Done and dusted and left for young people to learn about. The basic gist of the situation in World War Two was that Hitler was a big fact controlling bastard who had the Germans that wanted something to cling onto under his thumb," I said.

Germany looked down.

"Ja, that's correct, he did," Germany said quietly.

"Don't worry Ludwig, it happened a long time ago, so no need to worry about it," I said and grinned at him, slowly his ice blue eyes slowly lifted to meet my blue eyes and smiled slightly after a minute.

After another twenty minutes we arrived at our destination, Qeensgate Shopping Centre. We all got off at the main bus station and started to go up the escalators, the nations in awe as they stared at the moving stairs. I giggled at them and stepped on.

"Ve! Sabrina, wait up!" Italy yelled as he dashed after me and caught up to me quickly.

America then laughed and followed Italy's example by running up to catch up with us, grabbing onto Canada which started them grabbing onto each other and getting dragged by America as he laughed his way up the escalators.

"Come on; let's go get your money changed up into pounds so we can spend on you guys to get clothes!" I yelled and dashed off down the shopping centre.

It took us about thirty minutes to decide where the best place to change their money was, in the end we choose Thomas Cook and changed it there.

When we asked to change the money the women gave us a funny look at all the old and foreign cash. It did seem a little weird, but oh well I had an excuse that would hopefully work.

"It's from their ancestors from that time. They were allowed to have it and they've come over here to visit and spend some money, but they forgot to change it," I said and smiled.

She gave us all one last look before taking the money and changing it one currency at a time.

"Alfred, £315" I said as I gave him the money. Man he had a lot in his pocket!

"Huh? I had about $500 in my wallet! How did it go down so quickly?" He yelled as he stared at me and then looked at the ten's and twenty pound notes.

"As I said Alfred, the exchange rate goes up and down all the time; it can't be helped," I said as I shrugged my shoulders and handed out the rest of the money.

"Ok, now that everyone has their money, let's go get you some clothes!" I giggled and marched off.

Well, picking out their outfits was not fun. China was really damn picky on his clothes, not liking a load of the stuff that was into the shops; he said he only liked stuff that looked nice. Eventually he did find stuff he liked, stuff that was expensive, but it was his money he was spending, not mine.

After two hours, we got hungry, that was another adventure and a half, that's for sure.

"Alfred, I'm not stepping one foot into McDonalds, I will not eat from there. Not after the stories of the spit burgers in the English McDonalds, I don't trust them. I trust the American ones, sure, but that's only because they cook it in front of you," I said and crossed my arms as America pouted and gave me puppy dog eyes.

"Please Sabrina," he begged.

I sighed and pinched my nose and closed my eyes, after a minute I opened my eyes and slowly lowered my arms to stare back at Alfred.

"Fine, how about we split into two groups, get our own lunch and meet back here to eat?" I said as I stared at them all. They all nodded.

"Alfred, Feliciano and Yao, with me. Ludwig, Antonio and Matthew, with Rebecca," I said and then we split, going to each place that they wanted to go to get lunch, I got a hot sausage roll, can of Coke and a triple chocolate cookie. Italy found some hot pasta, and China had some Chinese food; although he said that it could've been improved. America got two cheese burgers, large fries and a large Coke. He also complained about his food, saying that his portions should be larger. Italy, fortunately for me, had no complaints.

Oh the joys of shopping in rubbish Peterborough. How I wanted to meet up with some mates and explain this to them…but at the same time I know that they would say that I was mad, like my friend Thomas. He would defiantly call me mad. Oh well.

Although what I did hope was that I didn't run into any of my college mates. Man that'd be fun.

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