[I don't own hetalia]
[Sorry it's starting to take a while to get through this and chapters are getting shorter, but I had some extra time before my art assessment was due and even made a picture for the cover of the story! The cover it just a picture from my own art book but I thought 'Why not?'. Anyway, that's enough from me, enjoy~]
Romano scanned the room, feeling another presence added. Everything seemed to be in place… His eyes landed on Scandinavia sitting in the corner of the room on his camera. They froze as their eyes connected and just stared. Scandinavia raised his finger to his lips in a 'shh' motion. Romano raise an eyebrow but didn't do anything otherwise, turning back to the whining frenchman while leaning on Veneziano's shoulder. Veneziano let out a happy 've~' and wrapped an arm around his brothers waist, pulling him close. Scandinavia added another photo to his collection.
~(O.O)~
France turned the page of the book and began to read, "Twin nations have a special bond between them. They can feel each others emotions if one feels really strong. They are normally really close to one another and depend on the other to lean on when needed. Some twins are closer than others."
"Ve~ It's true!" Veneziano spoke, pulling Romano into his lap and cuddling him close, "Me and fratello are really close~" he practically purred in his brothers ear, causing Romano to blush bright red.
Wales laughed, "Me and Albion are close, but not as close as those two." England giggle in agreement.
"Yo! Me and Mattie are close too!" America spoke as many nations let out a confused 'who?', "You know, the nearly transparent guy that looks like me and has a bear? He's sitting right next to me!" he gestures widely next to him and finally people start to see Canada.
"OOOOOOHHHH!" some said.
Canada gave a small and shy wave, cuddling Kumajirou closer to him, looking like an innocent little cinnamon roll causing many nations to squeal. How could they not notice his cuteness?
France smiled at Canada, "You should speak up more Matthieu, cher. You'll have the girls all over you." Canada blush an adorable pink, knowing that his father figure wasn't wrong. "Now. Dear diary, I know I wasn't the best big brother to him, but I didn't mean to hurt him so much. -Scotland."
Some of the younger nations looked confused, not knowing who the Scot was talking about, but older nations such as China, Japan, France, Prussia, Spain and the Kirkland's themselves knew exactly who the entry was referring to. England felt his eyes shadow over and Scotland looked disappointed in himself. The other brothers looked anywhere but the two siblings, knowing not to interrupt their flashbacks. New Zealand and Australia knew all about the past of their 'mum' and uncle, and the reactions of the others told them that it was best to stay out of it.
"Moving on…" France said, turning his attention to the book. His eyes widened at the next passage and he let out a shaky sigh, "All right. Dear diary, I didn't mean to hurt Arthur the way I did. I wish I could go back in time to change what happened but I can't. I even tried to talk to him but his brothers chased me away. Even Norway and Romania tried to kill me! I didn't mean to hurt him, I love him! -France."
England's eyes watered. He missed when he and France were together. He didn't want to fight the person that he still loved, but he felt betrayed. It seemed that France was always against him in everything and the thing with Joan really tore the two apart. Why was life as a nation so unfair? Skittles purred as she rubbed against the upset male. He smiled and stroked her long fur.
France stared at England and put the book down. He stood up and grabbed England's gloved hand causing the smaller to look into his eyes, "Arthur," the frenchman began, his tone soft, "I mean it. I love you so much and am sorry for everything I said. I didn't mean to hurt you so badly. S'il vous plaît, pouvons-nous recommencer? {Please, can we start over again?}"
England let his tears fall and launched off of Wales lap, hugging France tightly, "Je t'aime. Je t'aime. Je t'aime." he repeated over and over again. The other nations looked at the scene with a happy smile. The Kirkland's and Norway glared threateningly at France, promising a fate worse than anything he could imagine if he screwed up again. The frenchman sat in the seat that Wales had moved away from and sat with his other brothers to give the two some space.
America and Canada glanced at each other with identical grins, their family was getting fixed! Soon, they could be happy again. Canada picked up the book, deciding to read himself. He couldn't wait until this book was finished, it meant everyone in the room would be happier and closer together. Maybe he'll even get noticed more!
"The next one is Belarus…" Canada whispered, making everyone's head snap in his direction.
Belarus had one thing on her mind, 'ебать {Fuck}...'
~(O.O)~
Britannia and Gaul fangirled at the sight of their sons getting back together, Scandinavia better have some good pictures! Celt shook his head and smirked a little, what could happen next?
Rome just looked disturbed at the girls and terrified that Celt looked like he just killed an entire village.
Is it against the rules to go and hide with the alive nations? These people were starting to creep him out…
~(O.O)~
Romano yelped as Rome appeared next to him. Veneziano looked shocked. Rome hushed them and turned to watch the show. Romano leaned on Veneziano tiredly with a quiet groan, crazy people are just popping up out of nowhere. Great.
[END PART]