We hung out at the park for a while, then, at exactly 6:00, a huge SUV pulled up and ten people got out. My eyes widened and I nudged Bekah and Katie. "Check it out!" I whispered. They looked EXACTLY like Germany, Italy, England, France, Russia, China, America, Canada, Japan, and Prussia from Hetalia!
The blonde, blue-eyed man opened his mouth, but before he could speak, I piped up. "You are Ludwig, you are Feliciano Vargas, you are Arthur Kirkland, you are Francis Bonnefoy, you are Ivan Braginski, you are Wang Yao, you are Alfred F. Jones, you are Matthew Williams, you are Kiku Honda, and you are Gilbert Beilschmidt. More commonly known amongst yourselves as Germany, Italy, England, France, Russia, China, America, Canada, Japan and Prussia." I said, beaming and pointing to each of them in turn. Behind me, I heard Bekah and Katie let out twin fangirl squeals. "Japan senses the mood and refrains from speaking. America is the Hero. Prussia is awesome and LOVES beer. Canada is almost always invisible. China can build a Chinatown anywhere in under five seconds. Russia wants everyone to become one with him. France is a huge flirt and fashion expert. England used to be a pirate and makes the worst food, according to most. Italy is fun-loving, artistic, loves pasta, takes daily naps, and can retreat at insane speeds. And Germany is always serious, trains rigorously, loves beer and wurst, and is Italy's best friend." I recited some basic facts I knew and all the countries looked taken aback.
"How did you know zat?" Germany demanded.
"You can thank Japan for that. You're all in an anime called Hetalia. I am a HUGE fan!" I replied.
"You have got to be kidding me! You're all real? This is awesome!" Bekah exclaimed. I glanced at her and we both burst out laughing, then turned to the countries and, mimicking Prussia's voice, called out, "I am ze awesome Prussia!"
"Zat vas awesome, but strange. Y'know, I zhink I might like you." Prussia said, grinning.
I then facepalmed. "Where are my manners?! My name is Helayna, and I enjoy acting as Italy, Poland, Romano, Latvia, Spain, and England."
Katie glared at me. "How many times do I have to tell you?! You are NOT England or Spain!"
"Whatever." I replied. "This one is Bekah and she's Russia, Prussia, Latvia, Lithuania, Iceland, Canada, Sweden, and Switzerland. This one is Katie. She's France, Finland, Pookie, Kumajuro, Sealand, America, Hungary, Belarus, China, and Norway. And that's Sahara. She's Gilbird." Then I looked directly at Italy and called out, "PASTAAAAAAAAAAAA~!"
Italy laughed, but Germany groaned. "Look. Vhat vee have to talk about is very important. A new island chain has been discovered in ze middle of ze Pacific, and we've figured out zat you are ze embodiment of one of the islands."
I gasped. "No freaking way! So I'm an island?! Sweet!"
Bekah hugged me. "Congrats! What's the country going to be called?"
"Curise." I replied automatically. "I don't know how I knew that. I guess because I AM Curise. Ha. Ironic much?"
Sahara then spoke up. "So Hetalia is real?"
"Seems like it." Katie replied.
"The chain of islands isn't necessarily a country. You do realize zat, right? Ze new archipelago has not been recognized as a country." Germany said, interrupting our little conversation
"So that means that I may be claimed as a territory? Do I have any say in whose territory I am?" I asked.
"I don't zink so. No ozzer territories got a say in whose territory zey vere." Germany replied.
I turned to Bekah and Katie. "This could be awesome, or absolutely horrible." I commented.
"I still say you should be mine, mon cherie." I heard France say, and I turned to look at him.
"Hell, no! You can't have her. You're mine." Katie informed France. "But really none of y'all should be talking 'bout her like she is a prize to be won. She is a person, like it or not, and if y'all break into a fight about it I will kick all of your asses! Teehee!" She then smiled in a sickeningly sweet manner.
"No way, dude! She's mine, cause I'm the Hero! Besides, she lives in MY country." America piped up. Katie glared at him and he shut up.
"Uh-oh." I muttered. "This may not end well." Raising my voice to regular levels, I addressed the countries. "You probably shouldn't talk about this in public. Y'know, wait for the next World Meeting or something like that."
"Curise has a point, aru. Besides, not everyone knows she exists yet." China agreed.
"You'll be there with your belle friends, oui?" France asked.
I looked at Bekah, then Katie, then Sahara. "Bekah, Katie and I will be there. Sahara may or may not come. Is it all right if I invite a few other Hetalia fans? Three, tops."
"All right. But ONLY zree. I don't vant ze entire population to know vee exist." Germany replied.
"Thank you. Oh! One more thing: Mama is VERY overprotective, so the meeting will have to be local. As in, in Lake Oswego." I said. "Speaking of Mama, would you guys like to meet her?"
"Will she make pasta?" Italy asked hopefully.
"If you ask her nicely. We also have an assortment of tea, Au Gratin Potatoes, plenty of rice, pancakes and maple syrup, hamburgers and hamburger buns, sunflower seeds, and if I call Daddy, I could have him bring some red wine and some beer." I replied.
All the countries looked at each other, then Germany nodded. "Ve'll come vith you."
"Yes!" I cheered. "You coming?" I asked Katie, Bekah, and Sahara.
"Hell, yeah!" Katie said, sounding slightly annoyed that I even had to ask. "As long as France is there." She winked at France and a smile crept across his face.
"Um, I guess." Bekah replied hesitantly.
"Wait, your mom wouldn't allow them at the house. Your little sister will be there and your mom won't let them in the house." Katie said, snapping back to reality. "We need to choose a better location where your mom can meet us."
"Actually, Grace is at dance for another hour, so I think we're good." I replied. "Let's go." I turned to the countries. "Is there room in the SUV?"
"For you? Of course!" France replied, smiling at, and not taking his eyes off of, Katie.
I laughed and whispered in Katie's ear, "Looks like someone has the hots for you."
Katie smacked me really hard. "Of course he does I'm sexy as fuck!" She hissed, obviously embarrassed "Now shut up."
France laughed, having overheard us. "You're a lot like me, mon cherie. I think you're my favorite."
I giggled. "That rhymes!" I exclaimed happily.
"Why does that make you laugh?" Bekah asked.
"Because I'm Helayna, and lots of things make me laugh." I replied, still laughing. [I just realized that I am exactly like Italy except that I don't like tomatoes, and I'm not really afraid of anything.]
"Can vee just get going?" Germany asked irritably.
"Yep let's go!" Katie said, grabbing France's arm and started walking with him to the car. He was whispering things into her ear as she giggled.
I followed closely, chuckling. "Hey, Bekah what do you...?" I turned around to find her talking to Prussia. I giggled. Looks like two out of three of the BTT have found someone. I haven't met Spain yet. Who knows. Maybe something will click between us. But then again, he's got Romano. I sighed softly.
"What's wrong?" A soft voice asked. I turned to see Japan just behind me. "Why are you sad?"
"Oh, nothing, really. I just wish someone would like me. I mean, look at Bekah. She's got Prussia, and Katie's got France." I replied.
"Don't worry, Herayna-san. You'rr find someone. I'm sure of it. Just keep your eyes open." Japan reassured me, smiling a bit.
"Thanks, Japan. That means a lot to me." I said, smiling and bowing respectfully.
"You're most wercome. I'rr be here if you need any herp." He replied, returning my bow.
"Hey! You coming?" Called the unmistakable voice of Italy.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming!" I called, rolling my eyes, but smiling nonetheless. I ran towards the car and climbed in. I giggled when I saw Katie sitting in France's lap.
She glared at me. "Shut the fuck up!" she snapped. "I WILL hurt you. There wasn't anywhere else to sit, so DON'T SAY A WORD."
"I wasn't going to say anything." I object, holding my hands up and widening my eyes, making what I like to think of as my 'Innocent Italy' face. I looked around and saw that there was one empty seat, obviously left free for Japan, since it was next to America. Glancing around the interior of the van, I saw Italy pouting in the front seat, next to a scowling Germany in the driver's seat. Sahara was sitting on the floor, refusing to make any body contact with any of the countries whatsoever. As Japan went to his seat, I looked around for somewhere for me to sit. Russia was grinning at me and I shook my head. Prussia and Bekah were in the far back seat, kissing and oblivious to their surroundings. I shook my head, grinning, and continued to look around for a spot to sit. England was talking to Flying Mint Bunny so I closed the door and made my way over. "Hey, Mint Bunny!" I exclaimed. England looked at me, his eyes huge.
"You can see her?" he demanded.
"Yeah! Clear as day!" I said happily, shaking Mint Bunny's paw.
England beamed. "You're the first to see her besides me! This is great! This is bloody great!"
I glanced around. "Um...I kinda don't have anywhere to sit." I muttered, smiling sheepishly and blushing.
He turned bright red. "Well, you can sit on my lap...for the ride...I guess." He said, rather uncertainly.
I beamed. "Thank you." I sat down on his lap nervously, and felt him wrap his arms around my waist.
"I hope you don't mind, but the seatbelt isn't long enough." England whispered, ignoring America's laughs.
"Um...No. It...It's all right. Thanks." I could feel my cheeks burning, and I knew I was scarlet. Germany started the car and drove off. I directed him to my house, America chuckling most of the way.
After about thirty seconds, Britain turned to America and snapped, "Shut up, you bloody git!"
I shook my head. "Let him laugh, Britain. You'll only encourage him." I advised.