There are still two chapters left and here you go, the fourth one:
Iggy'ssecretadmirerer: *gives cookie* Haha, toothpaste? xD Oh I imagine America and England when they're at it and then America is like: "Wtf, dude, toothpaste?" XDDDD Denmark will be in the two chaps that are left because he is awesome 8D Well, ALL Nordic countries are great, hehe.
Chap IV / Mon ami Suomi
~Alexandra's point of view~
After Elli and China had left, Hungary and I got on our way to our room.
"What should we start with?" I asked Elizaveta who had entered our suite together with me and was now leaning against the wall. "I mean, I don't even know every Hetalia character!" Elizaveta seemed to think about something.
"I think that with these circumstances it would be smart to go to the leisure hall on this floor." She suggested and pushed herself from the wall again. "In that room are always around ten people so the probability of finding someone there is higher." I nodded enthusiastically.
"Great idea! Then we can go there already now, right?" Hungary smiled at me before leaving the room again. I followed her, accompanied by Gilbird who was flying around my head like a small yellow satellite.
"…We've reached it." We were standing in front of a high door that led without a doubt into a huge hall. When I pushed the door open, I noticed that the room was like I had expected: The hall was big and the windows that reached the ceiling let the sunlight illuminate the room. I stopped staring at the wonderfully decorated ceiling and looked around in the room. Poland and Lithuania were playing table soccer on one side of the room while Ukraine and Belarus were on the other side, at the bar, drinking and debating. In the middle were four red sofas, on one of them sat France and read a book, behind him, leaning on the couch, stood Canada with his bear in his arms. I decided to talk to Canada first because I was sure that he would nor paint me pink or complain about his aching back neither force me to tell him where Russia was – Elli, my condolences – or try to flirt with me. So I walked over to Matthew who straightened up as soon as he saw me coming.
"Hello, Canada," I grinned at him and he smiled back shyly. "Awesome meeting here!"
"Who are you talking to?" I heard a voice behind me and turned to Hungary. "There is no one." I sighed before talking to Matthew again.
"It must be really hard for you to be ignored by everyone here, huh?" He nodded hesitatingly and tightened his grip around the white bear.
"Who are you?" The bear raised his head and looked up to Matthew who told him his name for the umpteenth time.
"I am Canada. Please try to remember this, Kumamoto." Oh great, they were a great team, both of them not knowing the real name of their partner. I already wanted to open my mouth to tell Canada that the bear's name was Kumajirou but suddenly an idea popped into my mind. Canada was being ignored by the most of the countries so it no one would notice if he was replaced by someone else, right? I glanced at Matthew thoughtfully, searched his body for a possible 'trigger' and in the end, I found three of them: The bear, the glasses and the curl. I sighed and turned back to Elizaveta again who seemed to have read my thoughts. "If it really is someone else, we have to try to activate the trigger." I told Elizaveta who nodded in agreement. "But how do we do that without making him develop suspicions?" My partner only shrugged and I also heard a deep "Gilbird!" from my bird. I raised my head to look at Gilbird and my expression brightened at once. I pulled Elizaveta into a corner and leaned down to her to fill her in on my plan.
"That could work," she said, still thinking and looked at me. "It has to." I nodded, determined, before whispering an order to Gilbird that he followed at once. Geez, I would love to have such an obedient and well-trained pet, too…! The bird flew over to Matthew and surrounded the Canadian's head once before getting down on his curl. Canada, who also had noticed the touch, took Gilbird into his hands and caressed the bird's head gently. So it wasn't the curl. I coughed softly but loud enough to make Gilbird understand that he had to perform plan B now. The bird understood the command at once and flew up in order to hit Canada's glasses with his beak. Matthew shrieked, more because of the shock and not because of the pain while Gilbird, also shocked by the sudden yelp, returned to us. The Canadian had now taken off his glasses and held them in his hands, intended to look if there was any damage made by Gilbird's attack. While he did that, his appearance didn't change even a little bit.
"Well, so much for plan B." Hungary said, still standing in the corner of the room.
"Well, it's also possible that he's real." I suggested. The hall was so huge that the corner we stood in seemed really far away from the middle, where Canada was standing.
"That's true. But we haven't carried out plan C yet." She grinned at me. "So, are you ready?" I sighed, pitying myself.
"Yeah, yeah." I glanced over to her and noticed a hint of a malicious grin. "But is this really a good idea…?"
"It is." She answered with a voice that didn't tolerate any objections and pushed me to the middle of the room again. There she let go of my back and stepped back a bit. "Come on, move it!" I sighed once more but continued walking closer to Canada whose glasses were on his nose again.
"Canada?" I asked carefully and stepped even closer to the blonde Canadian. Latter winced at my words but raised his head and looked at me with a questioning glance. When being near him, one could see clearly how much he resembled America except for the fact that Matthew was a whole lot cuter. "May I… hold your bear?" Behind me I heard Elizaveta's giggling and only felt more stupid. How else should one feel while asking for a baby bear in the role of a manly nation? On a gay-o-meter that went from one to ten I was on the twenty-three-mark. Next I would ask Matthew for permission to put the bear a baby blue dress on and to play Barbie with him. As if he had read my thoughts, Canada tilted his head and looked me in disbelief. I returned his gaze for a couple of seconds before Matthew finally gave in and gave me Kumajirou. I took the small Polar Bear in my arms and pressed him against my chest. He was so fluffy that somehow, I didn't want to give him away again…! "Hey there, kiddo. I'm awesome Prussia, don't you forget that!" I grinned at the bear in my arms that didn't seem to care about that. But hey, I had to act like Prussia somehow, didn't I? I glanced over to Canada whose looks were still the same except for the bear. Without it something was missing, I found and searched the room for Hungary to report her the result. And I swear, when I noticed her, my first thought was to kill her. She wasn't standing in the corner like she was supposed to be, no, rather in the middle of the room WITH A DAMN CAMERA IN HER HANDS!
"No no no, you won't be making pictures of us!" I shouted loudly, pushed Kumajirou back into Canada's arms and came over to Elizaveta who was almost choking because of her laughter.
"I didn't make any photos!" She wiped the tears from her eyes before going on: "That's just a video that I'm going to sell on my eBay website. I'm sure Kiku will buy that." She grinned, satisfied, while watching the video one more time. I, however, was as upset as I was before.
"I don't care who that Kiku is or who will buy this. Delete this video now!" I shouted angrily and stomped with my foot on the floor. "That would mean that I was supporting Yaoi-"
"Do you have something against Yaoi, my dear Alex?" Elizaveta asked with a sweet voice but I could hear the threat in her words clearly. When I looked at her again, I noticed that she had put away her camera already and now held the frying pan as a weapon in her hands. Shit, if I said something wrong now I was dead.
"N-no," I uttered and was relieved that my voice sounded less frightened that I actually was. "I mean, it's not me but Prussia in the video…" I laughed nervously and scratched the back of my head. The menacing aura around Hungary disappeared immediately and she smiled at me friendly.
"I'm glad we share the same opinion," she said and looked at me with her emerald eyes amusedly. This woman was really scary and I decided to not object to her words in the future. "Back to the task at hand. What do we do now?" She asked me; every sign of amusement vanishing from her face.
"Well, we know about Canada that it's not him." I told her and shrugged. "I mean, it's not like he was behaving suspiciously…" I looked up and continued thinking. "Who else could it be…?"
"Hey, you are standing here like, totally alone!" I heard a high but male voice behind me and turned around. Before me Poland was standing, a bit behind him Lithuania. "I thought, like, I should go and totally talk to you!" Feliks grinned and wiggled his hips. Wow, this guy was even gayer than me with Canada's bear in my arms.
"Hello there, you two." Toris also greeted us with a quiet and soothing voice, smiling friendly. Hungary returned the smile.
"Hello, Poland and Lithuania. What's up?" She asked the two countries and Poland answered immediately:
"Like, we totally played soccer until now. And Liet has like, totally lost to me!" He poked Toris' shoulder and crossed his arms against his chest. I noticed only now that he was wearing a pink pullover and his position on my gay-o-meter jumped ten levels up. Honestly, maybe Elli was right to fan girl over Poland/Lithuania-Yaoi after all. I sighed and looked in Feliks' green eyes again. He had – except for the pullover – nothing that could really count as a trigger, Toris neither.
"Like, they totally disappear from our suspect list." Elizaveta whispered in my ear from behind and I began to giggle. It was incredible how good she could copy Poland's voice. The others stared at me for a second like I was ripe for the nuthouse but then averted their gazes.
"So, how are things going between you two?" I asked suddenly after I had recovered from my laughing. Somehow it interested me right now.
"Actually quite good," Poland grinned. "For example, last night Liet like, totally had- mmpfff!" Lithuania's hand on his mouth prevented him from telling us further details.
"Excuse us but we have something to deal with" Toris smiled apologetically while still not removing his hand from his friend's lips. "Maybe we can talk longer another time… And now come on!" The friendly voice changed to harsh within a second when Lithuania started talking to the still grinning Polish, dragging him out of the hall. When they had shut the door, Elizaveta and I looked at each other for some time before we both burst out in laughter.
"Unbelievable," Hungary chuckled, holding her stomach. "That Lithuania can prevail in situations like these!" I nodded, still laughing.
"Are you thirsty, too?" I asked Elizaveta breathlessly after I had finished laughing. "My throat is dry from this whole laughter."
"True, true, my dear." Hungary grinned before pointing at the other side of the hall. From my point of view, the wall seemed far, far away. "Over there is quite a good bar and they even have non-alcoholic drinks!" I smiled at her thankfully before crossing the huge room. When we had reached the bar, we ordered a Sprite for me and a Ginger Ale for Elizaveta. As soon as we had received the drinks, we sat down on the bar stools and looked around in the hall. Canada had grabbed a magazine and now was reading it with his Polar Bear, sitting on a sofa. Across from him, France was still staring into the big blue book; it seemed somehow familiar to me… Possibly only my imagination. "I'm sure he put a porn magazine into that book so he can seem educated and is able to have his fun at the same time." Elizaveta whispered when we looked at the blonde Frenchman simultaneously. "By the way… he's quite a frequent buyer of my… more interesting videos." I burst out in laughter when she had ended her sentence and almost fell off the chair when I imagined France watching such videos with a nosebleed. "Is that Sprite coming out of your nose?" Hungary asked amusedly and as an answer I wiped over my face, laughing. That has been worth it.
"Sorry," I finally apologized when my face was dry again and I had swallowed the rest of my drink. "The idea of that was just too hilarious." Elizaveta only shook her head in response, grinning.
"Don't worry about it. You don't see Prussia spitting Sprite out of his nose everyday." She winked at me and I had to laugh again, this time luckily without a soft drink in my mouth. It seemed like the list of people who could make me laugh constantly had been extended. By a whole country.
"Do you know where my brother is?" A deep but clearly female voice asked us from behind. I turned around, not getting off the bar stool, and looked directly at Belarus. A bit further behind her was Ukraine who smiled at us shyly. Alright, Elli, if you are around here somewhere now, I have got a piece of advice for you: Run. For. Your. Life. After I had banned the hints of concern for my friend from my face successfully, I grinned my Prussia-grin before answering:
"No, I haven't seen Russia. But if I was you, I wouldn't run after him anymore because he is… well… taken." After I had ended my sentence, I looked up to Belarus again and almost fell off my chair. So that's what you call 'the expression of a psychotic serial killer'.
"He's in a relationship? With whom…?" Natasha uttered with a crazy smile on her lips. Around her one could almost see the black flames raging. "Who dares to flirt with my Ivan except me?" Suddenly she held a huge knife in her hands and I already began to worry about my, Elli's and China's life but Ukraine saved all of us by touching Belarus' shoulder gently.
"Put the knife away, dear sister. I'm sure he's only kidding you. Isn't that right, Prussia?" She turned to me again, still smiling and Natasha was also looking at me expectantly. Just how did the artist of Hetalia come to the idea to call Belarus beautiful…?
"Surely," I answered the both with a trembling voice and backed away a bit. Natasha seemed satisfied and returned with Yekaterina to the chairs they sat on earlier. Who would have thought that Russia had such frightening neighbour countries…? I was still shocked by Belarus' attack so I completely forgot to blame Hungary for not warning me. From the table where Ukraine and Belarus sat, I still heard their conversation.
"…shouldn't have joked about that! Russia is mine…"
"Yeah, sure, Natasha. …"
"Are you sure he likes me, too?"
"… Uhh, yeah"
"Are you SURE?"
"I am, I am…"
"None of them is fake." Hungary deduced to my left, still holding the glass with her drink in her hands. "Belarus is way too addicted to Russia than she could be replaced… and only Ukraine can endure her constant jabbering. Isn't it great that you don't have to come in touch with any of them anymore?" She shrugged and took a sip from the Ginger Ale. At the same time I felt glad indeed. I turned to my Sprite again and finished it.
"Well, that's a progress already." I told Hungary and jumped from my bar stool. "Still, we have to hurry and search for the other imposters. Come on!" I crossed the room together with Elizaveta who had also finished her Ginger Ale and heard Kumajirou's words when I had already grabbed the doorknob:
"Who are you?" His question made me grin again. There were still no changes between those two. I already wanted to open the door and step out in the hallway but Matthew's answer made my heart skip a beat.
"Ca-Na-Da. Geez, you're already the second one who does not know my name." The young Canadian sighed before turning his attention to the magazine again. Wait, normally all the other nations just didn't notice him but as clueless as Matthew's bear was no country. At least no real country.
"Did you hear that?" I asked Hungary who looked at me with a stern look. I let go of the doorknob and went over to Matthew again. "Canada. What did you say just now?" Latter looked at me with a questioning look – he surely had to think I had broken out from the madhouse. Or that I was gay. Or just both things together.
"I only said that Kumashouji is already the second one today who doesn't know my name." Matthew replied confusedly and stared at me through his glasses. Even Kumajirou raised his head and looked at me with his small black eyes.
"Who was the first one who didn't know you?" I asked, alarmed. So I hadn't misheard anything, the fact giving me a pretty good hint.
"Uhh… he." Canada pointed across the table.
Oh shit. There was France.
"France?" I repeated my thought incredulously, still hoping Matthew had meant someone else. But the Canadian only nodded in agreement. "Shit." I turned away from Canada to walk over to France who was still reading that familiar book. I froze midway when I finally recognized it.
'Diercke atlas'.
"This can't be true!" I uttered in shock and was sure my mouth was wide open. Tom? The idiot who was a couple of grades above Elli? Wow, I would rather have to deal with Belarus than with him, I realized. But then who in hell were the others… Some idiots from my school? While sincerely hoping that I was wrong, I stumbled closer to Francis and sat down next to him. Hungary stood in front of me, also looking at France. "H-hey France." I greeted the blonde man to my left and managed to make a crooked smile.
"I'm searching for Canada." Francis murmured busily and continued staring at the map. "I can't find it somehow, it surely has to some small country. Can you help me?" He turned the atlas around so I could look at the maps. But the page that was open almost made me fall off the sofa.
"CANADA IS NOT IN AFRICA, DAMN IT!" I yelled at the startled Francis and almost knocked the thick book down on the floor. The previous question had destroyed all the remaining hopes and what was left was the sad, sad truth. "You're Tom, am I right?" France's expression brightened and he even smiled at me.
"How did you know? Oh, finally someone here knows me!" With these words he leaped forward and wanted to wrap his arms around me but Hungary's pan in his face prevented him from doing so. I looked at Elizaveta thankfully who took the pan back again and blew on the edge of it symbolically.
"Foolproof," she grinned playfully and I returned the grin.
"You definitely have to teach me how to use this!" She nodded enthusiastically before both of us looked down at Tom who stood up, hardly recovered from the blow.
"What the hell did you do?" He complained loudly and rubbed his nose, trying to make the pain go away.
"I don't know, self-defense against sexual harassment, maybe?" I suggested, laughing, and Hungary also grinned, even Gilbird confirmed my words with a "Gilbird!" Honestly, if I hadn't known Hetalia, I would have taken the little bird for a Pokémon. After my argument France was quiet for some time before he realized that he was at a disadvantage and gave in.
"Alright, what exactly is going on here? When I woke up, I was here and looked like a thirty-year-old blonde paedophile." He said, desperate, after thinking hard about what to ask without getting a second blow with the almighty pan. I sighed. Somehow, it started to annoy me to have to tell this story to almost everyone I met.
"I'll keep it short." I told finally, trying to formulate it as short as possible and understandable enough for the brain of this idiot. "You've been enchanted by a guy and are an Anime character now. Altogether, five of us were brought here and when we can find them all, you will be able to get back home." While I was talking, Tom's expression brightened more and more.
"Can I help you in any way?" He suggested but I shook my head quickly. I couldn't afford to let that idiot get lost here.
"No, no, it's alright. We also have another team so I think we will be able to make it with just two people on a team." He looked a bit disappointed but the sight of Hungary's pan was enough to make all his protests vanish. Alex, remember to buy yourself a frying pan as soon as possible. I nodded at Hungary before the three of us left the room in order to get France a.k.a. Tom to America's room as soon as possible. In other words, I wanted to get rid of him and the sooner I did so, the better it was for my nerves. Elizaveta opened the door to the hallway and Tom stepped out into the hallway, Hungary and I following him. Before closing the door, I turned around one more time and shouted at Matthew: "You didn't see a thing, Canada!" Latter looked up from the article he was reading and looked at me with doubt in his eyes. Oh well, in his eyes I couldn't sink any lower, so I didn't really care about my behaviour anymore. Finally, Matthew nodded and in response, I closed the door, satisfied. The rest of our way went quietly; everyone was occupied with their thoughts: I wondered how Elli has been doing until now and who the other two people were. Elizaveta surely thought about her video and how much she should take for it. And Tom… about his situation or where Canada was.
Migite ni wa shirohata~
Hidarite ni wa PASTAAAA~
I winced when I heard the ending melody from the second half of the Hetalia series and looked around me, wondering who could have played it. I mean, that was somehow bizarre, wasn't it – being in the Anime world, to hear an ending from the same Anime… I finally realized that the melody had been from Hungary's mobile phone which she took out if her jeans pocket and smiled at us apologetically before answering.
"Hello? Oh, Japan, it's you. Yeah, I've…" I couldn't hear the rest because I wasn't interested in the content of the conversation (and had no intention of talking to Tom) and therefore went away from them, looking at the number plate of the door in front of me. On the golden number plate that was hanging on the dark wooden door was written "4504". It seemed that we already were on the same floor as America, just a few hallways away from his room, I noticed while looking at the number. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard voices from inside.
"M'wife." Alright, that was Sweden, his deep voice with the characteristic accent you just couldn't mistake for someone else's. Interested, I continued to listen to the content of the discussion.
"I'm not your wife, damn it!" Finland's voice. It was somehow obvious that he was never far away from Berwald. And it was obvious that the blonde Finn got upset because of the Swede. The both of them must have been alone in there-
"Oh, come on, Finland." I could almost hear the smirk on Denmark's lips. So this had to be the room where the Nordic countries were having their own meetings. Behind me, I could still hear Hungary talking with Japan so decided to listen more. "It's more that obvious that you two are lovers. We all wouldn't be surprised if you invited us to your wedding-"
"NO!" Tino screamed in panic and loud enough to make the wall I was leaning on vibrate. "For the umpteenth time – I. Am. Not. Gay!" Denmark only laughed. "I swear you, Elias is only a friend of mine! There isn't anything more between us!" Elias. This word made my heart skip a beat before beginning to throb with a double pace when I realized what Finland had said just now. No, not Finland.
Chris.
Also known as Elli's narcissistic, annoying classmate.
And in this moment my mind went blank. Maybe it was only way too stressed because of Tom and Chris but right now I wasn't able to think before acting. I grabbed the doorknob and tore the door open. In the middle of the rather small room was a quadratic wooden table, around it, every Nordic nation was sitting: Norway, Denmark, Iceland, Sweden and Finland who was trying to get away from Berwald as far as possible.
"Elias? Did you say Elias just now?" I yelled at the startled Finland and noticed only now that I was panting heavily and that I had made a terrible mistake. But something deep inside me told me to continue what I did almost immediately. "Don't tell me you're Chris?"
"Finally, someone knows me!" The blonde Finn exclaimed and smiled in relief. Because of the shock, my legs turned to jelly and I had to cling onto the doorframe for dear life. Maybe I just shouldn't have asked that… "Because of an unknown reason, all these strange people who see me here call me Finland!" He looked over to Sweden. "Except for him maybe, he calls me his wife," he added in disgust but not less upset.
"Chris, did you look in a mirror today…?" I giggled and burst out in laughter when I saw his clueless expression. Oh my god, he was even more stupid than Tom! "It's recommended to do that every morning, you know?" I laughed even more and let go of the doorframe.
"So th's n't m'wife?" Sweden finally asked when I had calmed down a bit. And wow, although he said only half of the letters that were needed to form a grammatically correct sentence, I understood the blonde Swede.
"Trust me, you don't want to have a guy like this as your wife, Sweden!" I grinned before starting to laugh again. Norway, however, stopped my laughter immediately.
"So you're saying that someone else has taken Finland's place and this is not the real Finland." I froze for a moment before covering my mouth with both hands. Now I had filled four more countries in on our secret, apart from Canada.
"Which means that this one here is not as strong as Finland." I could hear the threat in Denmark's voice clearly when he pointed at Chris and grinned at me. Shit. If Finland's capital was Copenhagen when I returned, that had to be my fault. "I'll go and make some preparations." He told us and grinned even more. I wanted to convince him to leave it as is but got unexpected help from Hungary.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Denmark." Elizaveta spoke with a sweet voice and already held the famous pan in her hands. Behind her stood France who didn't really know what to do, so he just watched us. "Or your face will get in contact with my nice friend here. Again." She told him calmly and looked down on the pan, smiling.
"You don't scare me." The blonde Dane replied and suddenly held his huge axe in his hands. "Well, do I have an advantage or what?"
"Oh, you sure do." Hungary smiled and put the pan away. But even before I could be surprised because of her action, she continued: "But if your territory extends even by a single square meter, your… interesting photos with the Netherlands will be all over the world – literally." She finished with a menacing voice and a scary smile on her lips. Denmark only stared at her with wide eyes and lowered the hand in which he held the actually quite cool looking axe.
"Lort. (=Shit)" He cursed in an unknown language, Danish maybe, before putting away his axe. "Alright, alright, I won't do anything to him." With a sigh he sat down on the chair and I turned to Elizaveta who was grinning victoriously. I couldn't help but admire her. Why need arguments if you had a frying pan and Yaoi photos? That was an unbeatable combination, how I had learned today.
"Thanks for your help," I thanked the brunette Hungarian for the umpteenth time already who only shook her head.
"No problem," she answered, satisfied, "but if you want to fight against somebody with a pan, the most important thing is the right angle and a quick blow." She thought about it again. "Oh, and accuracy, of course." I was still smiling.
"Thanks for the piece of advice." I replied amusedly, "I'll think of that when I will beat somebody up with a frying pan." Elizaveta winked at me and I walked over to Chris who hadn't moved at all because of the shock, in order to take him with us. "Just come with us," I sighed, annoyed, I didn't want to waste any time on explanations. "This is only a dream. A really crazy dream but when you wake up tomorrow, everything will be back to normal." He looked at me incredulously but let me drag him through the room and I only let go of him when we were outside on the hallway. Wow, he had really managed to be thicker than Tom what was quite the achievement. I could only hope that the last person knew where the second largest country was located… a third idiot like those two my brain wouldn't be able to handle…
We were on our way to America's room again but this time it was more interesting. I discussed with Hungary the best material of a pan. I would definitely need such a great weapon in order to fight the annoying boys in my class. Finally, we stood in front of the door with the 4070 on the number plate. I heard Elli's voice what meant that she most likely had taken her scarf off. Elizaveta already wanted to open the door but I stopped her.
"Wait. I've got an idea…" With those words I leaned down and whispered my idea in her ear. She grinned knowingly and nodded in agreement.
"Alright, then give it a try! I grinned in anticipation when I opened the door and let the idiots enter America's room.
You'll get the next chap if I get some reviews xD *gets chips bowl* Oh, and here:
Question of the chap: Where is Canada?
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