Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews and alert-y things. This is the second chapter... I don't know how this is going to turn out; I haven't really given it much thought. Whatever though, time to start typing!
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"'Sup Prussia." The strange girl's words had scared him and he fell back off his feet with a loud thud.
"What the heck was that?" America stared up at the ceiling.
"I don't know, maybe we should go check." Japan said as they began to climb the stairs.
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Aria turned as she heard feet climbing the stairs. Prussia looked around quickly for a place to hide. "In the closet! Hurry!" Aria said. "Strange girl, why is she helping me?" Prussia thought, but climbed into the closet nonetheless. Aria flipped over and lay there on her stomach. The door to the room burst open as Prussia shut the door to the closet.
"What happened?" America demanded.
"Nothing, I just fell on the floor." Aria quickly sat up and started pointing at the closet door. Japan didn't quite understand what was happening, but walked over to the closet. When he opened it, a listening Prussia tumbled out onto the floor. America started laughing loudly at the sight of Prussia sprawled on the floor. Aria joined him and Japan let out a small chuckle. Aria crawled over to Prussia and sat on him, not wanting him to escape before they questioned him properly.
"Ow! Hey, get off me fatty!" Prussia scowled, but Aria just continued to sit on him.
"I'm not fat! I only weigh 90 pounds. Is that too much for you?" Aria jutted out her chin and crossed her legs, still on top of the wiggling Prussia. America was still laughing and Japan started to pull Aria up. "Aw, that was fun..." Aria put on a false pouting face as Prussia jumped up.
"Why do you have...her?" Prussia said, not wanting to call her a 'human'. Japan thought about this and simply shrugged, confusing Prussia all the more. Aria had gotten bored by then and started to leave the room when Prussia grabbed her by the shirt collar and held his finger to her throat.
"What are you gonna do, slit my throat with your finger?" Aria joked. She bent her head down and bit him, slipping out when he held his finger up and wiped the blood on his shirt. Aria quickly walked over to stand behind America, even she was a little scared of the invading country. America wasn't much comfort, he was still smiling a sunny smile.
"*****!" Prussia called to Aria. A look of hurt crossed her face, then quickly switched to anger as she ran over to Prussia and kicked him in the shin like a football. And she played football. Since she was seven. So, basically she held back just enough so she wouldn't break his bone. She then pushed him up against a wall and stared menacingly into the albino's face.
"No one, no one, will ever call me that again." she hissed, then turned around and walked out of the room and they heard the bathroom door slam shut.
"What did I do?" Prussia asked.
Aria had stomped out of the room without another thought and went into the nearest room she could find, the bathroom. She sat down there and began to cry silently. She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them as she bent her head down and let out a small sob. She hated that word, and everyone who said it. It reminded her of her father, who had left her, her little brother and her mom all by themselves. "He used to call mom that word." she thought. "And me too." she wrapped her arms tighter. Her father used to beat the family, saying that men were the real workers, and therefore left her brother alone. He still had to watch though, watch as his mother and sister were beaten and scarred. Aria still had the large scar on her back when her dad had pulled a knife in an attempt to kill their mother. She had thrown herself in between them, and took the knife meant for her mother's throat. She stayed in the house, although she didn't know why. Aria guessed it was because she hoped that he would come home and wrap her and her mother in a big bear hug and apologize for everything he did. After that, she fell asleep out of exhaustion.
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America and Japan had kicked Prussia out, still quite unsure what to do about the girl. "What do we do?" Japan asked. America looked thoughtful for a moment (wait, what?), suddenly his face lit up (wait, what?).
"You said that she had just appeared in your basement, right?" America said, leaning on the table. Japan nodded, not quite following. "So... magic!" America said dramatically, clapping his hands together. Japan finally nodded, understanding.
"So we should call England-san?" Japan asked, and even before he was finished with his sentence, America was up and out of the room headed towards the phone.
"Hey, England? Could ya do me a favor?" America asked to the somewhat annoyed brit.
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Aria had woken up and was still crying, so she didn't hear the door open, but her head snapped up as she felt someone put their arms around her. "It's ok." she heard someone whisper. She suddenly teared up again and fell into the stranger's arms. After a while of crying, she finally got the strength to look up at the person holding her. She gasped and scrambled backwards. Standing before her was a man dressed in green, same green in his eyes. His hair was spikey and jutted out in different directions. His eyebrows were a bit large, but nobody really cared. Aria scrunched herself up in a corner, blinked three times and whispered, "Magica". This was how she always woke up from a dream. When it didn't work she tried again, and again, and again. England just sat patiently waiting. Aria finally got up and wiped the tears out of her eyes. She went to the door and walked out, England following her. America was waiting for them downstairs, eating a hamburger. Aria looked around. "Where's Japan?" she asked. America blinked, as if he had just noticed them walking in. He probably did.
"He went to go pick up some groceries." America said simply returning to his hamburger. England sucked in a breath to say something but Aria beat him to it.
"You're going to have a heart attack someday." Aria signed and sat down. "Can I have one?" she asked, contradicting her former statement. America nodded and passed her a burger wrapper in paper with the MacDonald's label on it. England stared at her in confusion as she began to unwrap the burger and take a bite. She looked up at him. "It's rude to stare, you know. Don't worry, I'm not like him," Aria said, jutting her thumb towards America. "Personally, I'd rather be having British Beef Stew." she said as she took another bite and swallowed. England blushed a bit in embarrassment after the staring comment and then perked up once he heard about the beef stew. Aria looked at him a bit more. "Uhm, England? Not to be rude or anything, but were you having scones before you left?" Aria smiled a bit.
"Yes, why?"
"You've got some on your face." England turned a shade of red that Aria didn't think was possible. After he had wiped it off, he turned to her in confusion.
"How do you know who I am?" He inquired. "whoops..." Aria thought. She had forgotten that the existence of the nations was supposed to be kept a secret.
"Well, uh, hm, how do I explain this..." Aria said as she got up and walked over to the door. America seemed to think she was going to try and escape and tackled her to the ground. "Oof! You dope! Get off me!" Aria screamed. She struggled and struggled, but she couldn't lift the man's weight off of her. "Help! I'm being crushed!" She screamed.
"I won't get off until you say that you're not gonna run away!" America said.
"Run away? How could I? I don't even know where the France I am!" She yelled. Her forceful otaku use of countries in place of bad words stunned the two countries.
"Promise?" America asked, making use of his puppy dog face. Aria sighed.
"Promise." America let her get up and she continued walking over to the door. She knelt down and picked up her high top shoes. She waved them back and forth before returning to the table. Aria put the left one on the table and the right one down on the ground. She turned the shoe so that the two countries could see what was on her shoe. They both gasped.
"Is that... us?" England asked. Aria nodded.
"Ok. So from what I've seen so far, I am not where I'm supposed to be. By some random magical event, I was able to wind up here, in an anime. A TV show. At least, in my world it is, but for you guys it's just life. I need to figure out how to get back. ASAP." This concluded Aria's statement. "Questions or suggestions?" She said. America shot his hand in the air. "Yes?" She turned to him.
"We could use magic to get you back." America said. England face palmed and Aria put her head down on the table.
"Thank you, Captain DUH." Aria said, quite irritated.
"Your welcome, Lieutenant Sarcastic." America retorted. Aria smiled a bit.
"Well, I have several magic books back in London." England said. "Maybe I could take you back there for the next world meeting." Aria's face lit up.
"Can I come to the world meeting? Please? I'll clean, I'll cook, I'll beat America in a wrestling match, can I go?" England snickered.
"If you can beat America in a wrestling match, you can come to the world meeting and ride my unicorn." England looked at the girl. She was brimming with happiness. She jumped up and began tugging at America.
"Come on, come on!" Aria pulled harder. America had been listening and got up to go outside and wrestle with her. England followed them into a large garden. There was a large wooden platform. Big enough to wrestle on. England stood on the ground and watch as the two took their positions. America had thrown off his shirt, leaving only a tank top and his pants. Aria had also pulled off her shirt (much to England's discomfort) and was wearing a similar top, and she had taken off the skirt so now she only had jeans. England dinged a bell he had found lying around, and America dove for Aria. She saw it coming and swiftly sidestepped, leaving America to fall into air. She jumped on top of him as she did Prussia, and sat there screaming at him to tap out. When he finally did, she got up, took her clothes, and announced, "I'm going to take a bath."