Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or anything pertaining to Slenderman.
"You're here for what?"
And here they stood, five o clock in the afternoon, on Antonio's doorstep. They had explained the whole thing with Slenderman and now Antonio was staring at them in a mixture of awe and disbelief. Thankfully though he had let them inside before asking why the group was here, he was especially thrown off by the presence of Arthur's three older brothers, and even went as far as making lunch. They each had informed Antonio that he's the only other person they could think of that would help and who Slender didn't know. Most places they could have gone to as a means of escape (Russia's place for example) Slender either already knew or they were afraid of being rejected. Which was quite possible if you enter someone's home and start spewing about how a seven-foot tall, faceless man with six arms is relentlessly stalking you and won't give up until all of you are dead. Antonio, on the other hand, seemed to be taking it rather well. Of course, he could be taking it as a joke. A sick, twisted lie that they had each came up with as means of convincing Antonio to let them stay.
A sigh, "God dammit, Antonio. We're being chased by a six armed freak, do we HAVE to say more?"
Said Spaniard looked over at Lovino before looking over the rest of the group, "Is this really true? I mean, it would be more believable if you had told me you were being stalked by a rapist or a murderer...but a six armed, faceless man? I don't know if I can believe that, amigo."
"You don't have to. Just let us stay here, that's all we ask," Arthur ground out, not liking this much at all.
"All right, all right. I hope you don't mind sharing a few beds though~!"
"As long as I don't have to share with you..."
"Awh, but Lovi~!"
Sighing, Ludwig swiped a hand through his hair, "We just told you our lives are in danger and you're flirting..."
"N-Not really flirting, mi amigo!" Antonio corrected nervously, "Just friendly banter is all!"
"Liar."
"Cállate, Francia! Usted no es el jefe de mí!"
"Mon ami, I may not be the boss of you but I can tell when you are flirting~"
After a long grueling battle of "are not - are so", Lovino and Feliciano were in the kitchen cooking up dinner. Arthur explained everything that had happened last year with Slenderman and that none of them knew why he was back now. Antonio seemed intrigued nonetheless and went to search more things up on said Slenderman. The Spaniard may not have been the sharpest knife in the drawer but he knew his way around a computer. Somewhat. And he was a wiz at finding things. Also somewhat. Nevertheless, Antonio had agreed to help and that dispersed Arthur's worry just a tad. Looking over at the still sleeping figure of Matthew, Arthur slid a few strands of hair out of his face. Thanks to him, Matthew may not ever wake up again. Thanks to him, everyone he knew and loved was in danger. How could this of happened?
A rather loud and urgent knock sounded at the front door, causing everyone in the house (literally) to jump. Feliciano hid behind Ludwig as Romano cowered behind the island. Antonio had popped his head of of the study doorway to peer into the living/dinning room as Alfred, Gilbert, and Ludwig stared at the front door from their spots at the kitchen table. No one made a move for a while. Everyone was content in just sitting there
"Is anyone going to get it?" Antonio finally huffed out.
No answer.
Sighing, Antonio made his way to the door and opened it. No sign that anyone was ever there. Except for a single note tapped to the door. Ripping it off, Antonio read over the lines carefully. Who would have put this there? Why did said person want it to be here? Antonio walked in and walked over to Arthur and handed it over. Claiming that Arthur should read it, Antonio sat down and motioned for the blonde to read it aloud for everyone to hear and by then, the living room was full.
Looking down at said note, Arthur gulped before reading it aloud for the occupants of the living room.
"To find the items for which you seek,
In dark woods you must peek.
For deep within Germanic grounds,
Can your answer be surely found.
If the man,
The slender man,
Comes out to play before you can,
It's assured that you won't win,
Nor to see the light again."
Aaaannndd, cliffhanger! Sorry, we're about to go to the store so I had to finish it quickly. In the next chapter they'll be breaking the poem down and figuring out what it is Slender whats them to do! Stay tuned! Reviews make me happy!
Cállate, Francia! Usted no es el jefe de mí! - Shut up, France! You're not the boss of me!
Love, ShuChan