A/N; Ok. This one's short but the next one is long, pinky promise. Why? Cause there will be a twist in the story's plot that even I didn't see coming. And I'm preety sure that you'll love it. Or at least 'omigawd' at it. Plus soon enough I'll introduce her to all the countries and then the real party will begin. Enjoy mis amigos!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia cauz if I did, some very~ crazy crap would happen. I don't own NY&Co. But I love their line of clothing.
The three had hopped the fence and taken out any cameras that they couldn't sneak around. Now the Trio was situated behind a hedge, trying to come up with a plan.
"So what now?" Spain whispered as he crouched next to France's right side. On the other hand Prussia was sitting Indian style - arms crossed, legs folded. France had one hand support his lightly bearded chin as he tried to think.
Francis replied. "Bon, 'ere is zee plan. I will go find l'Angelterre, and I want you to go find zee girl. When we leave, we will take 'er with us and interrogate 'er. I want to find out who she is and 'ow she knows mon Angelterre."
Antonio was slightly shaken by the seriousness in his friend's voice. "Wait, were going to kidnap her? You can't be serious."
France looked at Spain and gave him a stare that seemed like he was trying to create a hole in his friend's head. "Mon ami, I am very serious about zis." the french nation commented.
Spain couldn't believe this. He knew they wanted to help Francis, but kidnapping people is a bit drastic. Gilbert waved his hand and cut in; "How do vhe get inside thought?"
France paused and gave Prussia's question a minute. He wanted his Angelterre back and no child was going to get in the way of their 'amour'. "Oh! I remember a back door from the last time v'e vere here for a G8 conference." Prussia said, interrupting Francis's train of thought. "I don't think it's guarded. It's not far from here."
France quietly clapped his hands together. "Ok, let's do zis." He got up and all three proceeded with the plan. They hid behind what ever they could and successfully snuck through the rest of America's backyard. Soon enough - just like Prussia had said, they reached a back door. It was composed of two doors actually. One tattered, old door and one screen door in front of it - probably used to keep out bugs in the summer time. Francis gingerly crept up the whitewash back porch and stopped in front of the double-door. Reaching for the knob, he gave it a twist and a pull. The door screeched causing Spain and Prussia to grip their ears in pain. France spun around to see if his friends were okay and saw them giving him a look of disapproval. Gilbert stuck out his hand and shooed.
"Hurry up!" Prussia hissed.
France retook the doorknob and swung the door open. This time it didn't make a sound and the three crept in.
MWH
Julie bent down to pick up another hanger. England had helped her carry the shopping bags up and left to her business, but it took some reassuring.
¡Flashback!
The two climbed the creaky, old stairs with bags cluttering their arms. When they finally reached Julie's new room, she and England dropped the bags and let out sighs of relief. He looked to her and asked; "Would you like me to help, miss- ah, Julie?"
She smiled and dropped onto the bed. "You remembered."
Arthur coughed as his checks flushed. "Ah, yes. Well."
"And, nah. It's all good." she continued. "This will only take me half an hour."
England nodded his head. "Well, when you're done, come down. Dinner's in three hours." he said before leaving to rejoin Alfred downstairs.
¡Present!
She turned to see what time the green, LED alarm clock on her new coffee table said.
'3:47'
It already had been about an hour since they got back and she was still hanging up her new clothes. After Julie folded the lime green scarf, she placed it on top of the second rack in closet and the placed the now empty NY&Co. bags near the coffee table. She went on to the four boxes and started pulling out new shoes. One set of sneakers that had three buckles on them and long shoe laces, one set of black boots that came up to her ankles and had a faux, flat fur trim, one set of black combat boots that came up to her knees - a pair of shoes she had always wanted, and a pair of Italian high-heels. Of course, again - in black. Julie tossed the boxes in the NY&Co. bags and sat down on the bed exhausted. That's when she realized there was just one more little bag.
Oh, yah. The bag from that boutique.
On their way back home, England and her had passed a cute little shop. In the window she saw an old cotton blouse with dark marble-colored buttons running from halfway down the article of clothing. They went in and Julie had tried it on. The sleeves were a little too long and so was the rest of the blouse. The neck opening 'showed off to much skin' as England had put it with a blush, but she still loved it anyway. With it they bought a little glass heart that had two 'U' shaped gold lines in it and a double golden string for a chain.
She pulled out the blouse and the necklace. The bag went on a door knob while the necklace went on her neck and the blouse on the bed. Julie started to feel dirty for not changing clothes after a long day so she began to strip out of her clothes. First the shirt - to reveal a gray non-underwire bra, then the jeggings to reveal a lace-trimmed navy blue and grey pair of boyshort panties. She then took off her socks and stretched.
Reach for the sky. Reach for your toes. Twist, twist.
Crack! Julie sighed in pleasure as her back gave that little sound. She walked over to the closet and began picking out an outfit. The new blouse, a tank top in black, indigo jeans and the ankle boots. Buttoning the jeans came after the tank top. Using some long socks, she tucked the ends of the jeans into her boots but left it in a 'poofy' style and put on the blouse. Julie went into the bathroom to check her look and brush her hair then pull it back into a loose ponytail.
Too bad she didn't hear the door crack open.
Translations;
[Angleterre] England
Only one? Oh well.
Review! -Sits down at the computer and starts on sixth chapter.-