OMG! I am so sorry for not having posted anything in a really long time. I had gone out of the country to visit some of my family, and when I got back my internet refused to work right. I so hope that this makes up for it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Dera: Whats up people!
Finland: Merry Christmas!
Hungary: Hay Finland shouldn't you and the other Nordics be doing something?
Finland: We are delivering your presents before we leave.
Dera: (glomps Finland) you are so cute!
Sweden:...(Glares at me until I let go of Finland and back up a few paces.)
Finland: Oh Su-san. (sighs) We have to go now but will see you all tomorrow. (Jumps into a sliegh that magically apears. Denmark troughs a large bag out as Norway moves into the new space, allowing Sweden and Finland to jump in. They dissapear in a blinding flash of light.)
Dera: (I walk over to the bag and start handing out presents.)
Hungary: So Dera what did you get?
Dera: (I unwrap a small rectangle present with my name on it. Inside is a picture of...I fan girl scream)
Hungary: What is it? (Looks at picture and gets nose bleed.) Wow!
America: Yo, dude what is it? (looks at picture and starts laughing his head off)
France: (looks at picture) Onhonhonhonhonhon
Spain: (looks at picture after France drags him over to us) oh hay I remember that!
England: Well are you going to bloody show us what it is or not?
Dera:(Turns picture around. Hungary and I fan girl squeal at the same time. The picture is of England in his pirate uniform making a sexy pirate pose.)
England: WHAT THE BLOODY HELL! HOW IN THE BLOODY WORLD DID THAT CHEERY WANKER GET THAT PICTURE! (Turns beat red and crosses his arms over his chest.)
Prussia: Vow England! I didn't know you had vat in you. Even though I vould look more AWSOME as a pirate than you did.
Hungary: (chases Prussia with pan smaking him over the head a few times.)
Dera: So, I have a suprise for you guys!
All: What?!
Dera:(A flash of white blinds them as the room is decked out with christmas decarations and a large tree.) Wait thats not all! (A girl apears wearing a leather jacket over a red tube top, black skinny jeans, knee high red convers, and her red and green stripped black hair pulled back in a pony tail with a pointseda hair clip.) Meet my temporary co-host Angelene!
Angelene: (glomps France while fan girl squealing) OMG ITS FRANCE!
France: Onhonhonhon...
Dera:(punches France in gut)You hurt my friend all skin you alive!
Angelene: Oh cheri, stop being such a mean brit. (has bean speaking in a french acent the whole time.)
Dera: Why the heck did I invite you here anyway?! And stop calling me cheri!
Angelene: You forgot to buy me a Christmas present!
All: (Watching the two fight. They notice that the more the two fight the worse their accents get.)
America: Wait. Hold on. What the heck is going on dudes?
Dera: (mumbles) Shes half french.
England/France: What, and you two are friends? (glare at each other for saying the same thing at the same time.)
Angelene: Yep, ever since the first grade when she moved to America from England.
Dera: Shut the bloody hell up! They were not supposed to know that! (Still yelling in a british accent)
America: Yo, dudes, and you two are still bf's.
Angelene/Dera: (hold wrists with matching charm braclets up and grin) Hell yeah!
Dera: I guess all the arguing just makes us better friends.
America: Hey, at least we now know what would happen if you two were girls. (starts laughing his head off at France and England.)
Angelene: (walks up and kicks him...I'll let you figure that one out. Lets just say he ended up on the ground with half of the room laughing at him.)
Dera: Okay, lets start some dares.
All:(a few groan others sigh, and a few of the girls fangirl squel).
Hungary: Maybe Angelene should go first!
Dera: Yah, sure.
Angelene: (gets this evil look in her eye and giggles evily, yep she can pull off an evil giggle, then looks at me.)
Dera: What?!
Angelene: So who is your favorite Hetalia character?
Dera: You know I like all...
Angelene: That is not what I mean. And if you do not tell us you have to stand under the mistletoe with Russia.
Dera: What?!
Hungary: Well...
Dera: (I turn as red as Spains tomatoes as I take out a piece of paper and pencil, write down a name, and walk over to the emo corner.)
Angelene:(Looks at paper, starts laughing her head off, and hands the paper to Hungary.)
Hungary:(starts giggling, wich makes me turn even redder and I begin to hit my head on the wall of my emo corner. Hungary ends up dropping the paper.)
America:(Picks up paper) The Hero will anounce...Yo Iggy you got a fangirl.(he busts out laughing. I cover my face in pure embaressment.)
England:(grabs paper from America reads, his name off the paper and turns beat red.)
Dera:(I stand up and walk over to Angelene)Payback time. France I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with Russia, and if you don't I get to repeatedly smack you with Hungary's pan.
Russia:I like this host,da.(drags a stuttering France into a closet as Angelene glares at me.)
France:(from inside the closet) What the hell! AHHHHHH.
(after a few minutes they come back out, strangly France is smiling)
Hungary:My turn! England I dare you to kiss Dera, if you don't Angelene gets to torture you!
England/Dera: Who's side are you on?!
Hungary: (pulls out camera) Mine! Oh England you have to be wearing this. (hands England bag, and shoves him into closet. Five minutes latter he walks out in his pirate outfit.)
Dera:(turning bright red and trying to supress a fangirl squel.)
America: Yo iggy, dude.(starts laughing his head only to be smacked over the by a certain pirate loving fangirl holding Hungary's pan.)
Angelene:(Fangirl squels and pushes a certain other fangirl towards England)
England: (Leans over, yes he is taller than me so shut the heck up and stop making short jokes Angelene, and pecks me on the cheek.)
Dera:(turns bright red, covers face, and runs to the emo corner)
England: (after changing back into his usual outfit walks over to me in, still in emo corner)Are you alright love?
Dera:eep.
Angelene: Cheri isn't going to move untill either people start to forget about her or untill it is her turn to get revenge.
England:Oh...
Angelene:It's my turn! Lets see, who to torture now? (looks at America who is shoving his face full of cookies and sweets.) America, what is your real weight?
America: 186! (Begins to eat again)
Dera:(giggling) How the heck are you only 186, I mean you eat so much.
Angelene: (looks at England) Told you so.
(continued next chapter)