Hello everyone! I meant to upload this and finish it before Christmas but it didn't work out that way~. My fiancée had caught flu A and I was taking care of her. Then, as I was taking care of her, I caught it. Anyway, here we go~! The last few chapters of Slender 2!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia nor anything based off of the Slenderman myth.
Pacing, Arthur watched as Antonio, Francis, and Alfred exhausted their contacts in their cellphones. The dark of night had rolled in swiftly a few hours ago and everyone was dreading going out into the deep woods that were close by. No one particularly wanted to go but everyone knew it was a must.
"Awh, hell..."
Pausing in his steps, Arthur turned to Alfred confused, "What's wrong?"
"I've only got one last person on my contacts and they're at the bottom for a reason..."
The shorter blonde walked over and glanced at Alfred's phone. 'The Commie' blinked lightly as Alfred poked it with his finger, ready to dial te number. Giving a short huff, Francis walked up behind the pair and hit send before Alfred could object and plopped down onto the couch. As the ringing sounded loudly from the other end, Alfred thrust the object into Arthur's hands and sat down as well. Leave it to Alfred to act so childishly...
"Da?"
Arthur sighed before huffing out his answer, "I-it's Arthur," he gulped out, "Uhm, I was meaning to ask you something."
"Oh?"
"You see, we're having a bit of trouble here at Germany's place and I was wondering if maybe you could come and watch over Matthew for a bit while we sort it out."
"Canada? What is wrong with him that he can't take care of himself?"
A pause, "He's...in a coma..."
"I can't believe you asked Russia to come watch Mattie, dude..."
"Get over it. He's coming and you'll deal with it," the Brit huffed.
A groan, "I don't want him to come...!"
"Alfred..."
A sudden knock stopped the couple mid-argument as Ludwig appeared from cleaning the kitchen and opened the door widely. There stood the tall Russian in his trademark coat and scarf, a smile plastered to his face. Silently, he looked around the still destroyed living room before glancing up at Ludwig.
"You didn't strike me as the messy type~."
Growling, Ludwig stood aside to let the man enter, "Trust me, it wasn't my doing.."
Stepping in, Ivan gave a smile to the pair of previously arguing blondes. Without saying a word, the two nodded, giving him silent smiles in return. After looking around the living room a bit, Ivan cleared his throat before speaking again.
"So, when will someone tell me the truth?"
Awkward pause.
"Th-the truth?"
"Da, the truth."
Looking around the room at each other, Gilbert laughed lightly before speaking for the group, "You wouldn't believe us if we told you."
Aannd, done. We're almost on the last chapter guys. It's not too far away, actually. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'm sorry I had to end it here, I wasn't sure how to go about telling Russia about Slenderman since technically, Russia would know but hasn't told anyone. Anyway, reviews make me smile! They're the best thing ever!
Love, ShuChan~