Heyyy! Fluffnights here. This chapter is back to AMERICA! And mystery man shall be revealed!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own hetalia, i just write the fanfiction
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He cried for a long while, not paying attention to anything at this point. That was till he heard a quiet voice, "Hey, little boy, are you okay?". America looked up, his snot and tear covered face trying to pinpoint the voice. The face was hidden in shadows but a finely manicured hand held down towards him. "Would you like to come with me?" The tiny blonde hesitated. England had said never to trust strangers, but he had also said the the best people were dressed nicely and that they were nice and not mean. He slowly put his hand into the larger one with a little nod. He was picked up and could now see their face which was lit with a smile, "Let's go then."
America took in the man's features curiously. The man was clean shaven, no stubble evident against his pale skin. His eyes were a dark brown, so dark it took a moment to realize that his irises were indeed brown and not black. His hair was a dirty blonde that wasn't exactly slicked back, but was far from being a mess. As they started walking the man started talking. "So, what's your name little boy? My name is Alexander Etierre, but you will call me Mister Etierre." America nodded, his little strand of hair bobbing. "I'm Ame-Alfred Kirkland, Mistew E..Etuwwe?" The man smiled, "Etierre. Eh-tyear." Alfred started to repeat that until he heard some people calling "Alfred! Where are you!". Those people sounded very familiar. Very familiar. He looked around till he saw his big brother England and France and someone who was really tall with a scarf and someone who looked like a little like matty. "Here I am!" He started, waving to them, but was cut off by a gloved hand that pulled him deeper into the suite coat. "No no, let's not talk to them. Be quiet, young one."
America paused, why wouldn't they talk to him? It was big brother after all. And big brother cared about him and he cared about big brother. And if he didn't get home before bedtime he'd be in trouble. But, then again, England always said people dressed nice where trustable. Maybe he had a reason to keep him from England. After all, he hadn't come when the monster was there. America relaxed and didn't fight the man. "M-mistew Etierre? Can we get some food, pwease?" The man smiled, something America couldn't see, "Sure Alfred."
They soon reached a large building that Alexander took him in. He waved to a monster at a thingy like the monster in the old building. It even had the glowing black boxes and everything. America stayed hidden down in the man, not risking getting eaten. He could only hear as he was carried to something, then a ding and more footsteps. He didn't peak out for another moment or two but when he did he was in a silvery box. "Wh-where are we?" America asked quietly, honestly a bit scared and already regretting his decision. "In an elevator. We're going up to my apartment." Well. That didn't explain anything. "What's an apartment? Or an… elevator?" Alexander gave him an odd look. "You don't know what those are? Most kids your age do. But oh well. An apartment is a room in a building rented out to people to live in if you don't want or can't afford an actual house. An elevator is a box that carries you up and down when you don't feel like using the stairs." He smiled at America. America smiled back, more lost than before but staying silent. He didn't know what a lot of things where, and apparently everyone else did. He would have big brother England explain it.
Alexander walked down the hall to one of the many identical doors, their only differences being numbers on them. He pulled some tiny silver things out of his pocket, slipping one into a hole in the door and turning it. There was a small click and the door was easily pushed open. He took them in, slipping the silver things back into his pocket. He set America down on the floor. "Sit tight. I'll get you some snacks." America nodded quietly, "O-okay." At least there was now food. He sat down like he had been told and watched as the man went over to a group of cupboards and some big white thing with giant bars down the front. It was tall enough to eat the man, and, honestly, America wouldn't be surprised if it did. And it wasn't the only big, possible monster in the place either. There was a big smaller white thing with numbers on it and a bar on it. There was also two monsters that looked very similar, both were white and like a square. The difference was one ran under the counter and had buttons on it and the other went over the counter. It has a tall thing on top at the very back and a bar like the giant and tiny white monsters. Mr. Etierre must have had complete control over the monsters because he didn't seem even the slightest bit fazed as he opened the cupboards and grab something out of them.
America watched for a moment longer before looking around at his new surroundings. The floor was really soft, like the other place he had been in, and the walls were all a solid grey. Back at home the walls were always just wood, so this stuff was a wild guess. And all the furniture was weird. It was almost all plush looking, almost no wood in sight. And the fabric it had was different colors instead of just red or yellowish. Then there was the little table in front of what looked like a long chair. It was nearly clear with just some little black legs to hold it up. America was snapped out of his thoughts by being picked up and brought over to the long set of seats. He was sat down and a plate of something brown and purple between two slices of very strange looking bread. Beside it was a glass of what appeared to be milk. America hesitantly picked the sandwich up, scared to ask what it was. He started to ask anyways but thought better of it, just taking a small bite. The flavor smashed into his pleased taste buds and he smiled, quickly gulping down that one. Alexander, "Would you like another?" America nodded, quickly grabbing the milk and gulping it down. It tastes WAY different than how it normally did, but it was still milk. Right? Alexander waited till he was finished with both before taking them back to the monsters. He came back with two more of the yummy bread and stuff and a full glass of milk.
America gladly ate those too, leaning back on the couch a little. He didn't want to be rude so he wouldn't ask for more. Alexander just took the plate and glass back to the monsters, putting them somewhere America couldn't see before coming back. "Okay Alfred, we have to get you some clothes, okay? We can go shopping and get you some, then we'll come right back." "Okay, mistew Etierre." The man nodded, picking America up yet again and going back to the door. He took him back out and down in the elevator again. He took him outside to a large rectangle filled with weird shaped… things. Weird shaped things in every color, shape, and size. America watched the new potential monsters as he was taken toward a red one, its mouth opened by the very man who was supposed to take him for clothing, and sat inside on its tongue. America froze as the man pulled snakes across his chest and lap, snapping them into place and shutting the mouth again. Alexander walked around to another mouth and got in himself, pulling the same snakes across himself. America calmed at that. This must be a tamed monster. Alexander put a silver thing in another hole and turned it. There was the quiet sound of the monster waking up then it started moving. America looked out the opening and watched as everything moved. It started moving slowly at first, then suddenly much faster. It kinda reminded him of a carriage, but much smoother. And faster. And quieter. As he watched his eyelids began drooping. Pretty soon drooping turned to fast asleep.
"Alfred, Wake up please." A warm hand gently shook his shoulder. America's eyes blinked open to Mr. Etierre standing at the open mouth of the creature with sunlight coming in from behind him. "Come on, we gotta get your clothes." America nodded and started to get up, forgetting about the snakes over his chest and lap. He squeaked as they pulled him back against the seat, jumping as the older man laughed. Mr. Etierre unbuckled the seatbelt and helped him out, picking him back up and starting up toward a big white building with blue letters on it. W-A-L-M-A-R-T. What was that? "Uhm, Mistew Etierre? Whats a… that thing?" America just pointed at the words, not even attempting to pronounce it. "This is Walmart. It a store and where we are going to buy you clothes." He sighed, How much did this kid not know? America nodded, "O-okay.", and leaned against him. He was amazed as when they walked up to the building it opened on its own, revealing a bunch of metal things on wheels and a crowd of boxes with things trapped in them. Was everything in this new place alive? He watched as little kids dressed in the most atrocious clothes began toying with the boxes, trying to get the colorful things stuck inside. He only was able to watch for another moment of two before he was sat in a metal thing and pushed through another set of magic doors and into a new world of chaos. Colors and noise were everywhere, and all sorts of people were running around. And not to mention the girls. They were wearing pants and low cut shirts and where nearly naked! What happened to their petticoats and the ruffled and little shoes that the girls at home wore?
America covered his eyes, trying not to disrespect these poor girls. What had happened that had ruined their clothes to where this was all that was left? He kept his hands there till he heard Mr. Etierre say "Okay! Look! We found some nice clothes. Pick what you want and we will get your size." America slowly uncovered his eyes and looked around. He was surrounded by clothes that were all bright colors and had weird things on them and none of them were what he was used to from home. He looked for quite a while before just looking to the older man. "I-i don't know Mistew Etierre. Will you pick?" The man merely smiled, "Sure Alfred." After that he started picking out shirts at random, holding them up to America and seeing if that size would fit. He went through and did this with all the clothes, only trying on the shoes. Even those where odd. They weren't brown, and they were squishy on the inside. Plus they didn't clack when he they hit the ground. Either way, America just went with it. He was still scared to ask a lot of questions since apparently everyone knew everything about this place.
Pretty soon everything was bought, something else that confused the poor boy, and packed back in the monster waiting outside. The snakes were strapped across his chest again and the bags put in beside him. Alexander went back to the place he had been last time, using the same silver thing to wake the beast. Once again the things in the opening moved slowly, then slowly became faster. This time America stayed awake, watching everything in awe. The carriages at home at never gone this fast! He didn't know it was possible to even go this fast. He stared out the opening the whole time, sad whenever they finally got back to the apartments and had to get out. He was picked up by the man again, America in one arm and the clothes in the other. Once again they made the journey up in the metal box with buttons, and back down a hall, and to the room after using the tiny silver things. America was sat down on the group of soft chairs again and the clothes were sat beside him. "Okay, let's get you into something a little better." Mr. Etierre smiled, pulling out a shirt and pants then opening the pack of socks and underwear. America just watched him, wondering what had happened to the clothes he wore when he was with big brother England. After the clothes were all pulled out he looked to America. "Before we change your clothes we need to get you a bath, okay?" America nodded. He remembered the stories big brother had told him about people who were scared of bathes, but that was just silly!
He let the man lead him into another room full of new things. There was a big white thing that took up an entire wall and had its own tiny wall with it, and beside that was the most strangely shaped thing he'd ever seen. It had a small bottom that went in then out in a big spoon like shape, then a top part sat on it. It was beyond strange. And beside it was a tall rectangle with cupboards and a white thing on top he couldn't see. In front of the odd shaped white thing was a dresser. Alexander opened it and pulled a rag out, wiping the tub down before turning a knob and water began to come out. America's jaw nearly dropped. This must have been magic! Super magic! Big brother England was great at magic and he'd never done something this cool! He watched in awe, especially when the man dropped some stuff from a container in and bubbles began foaming up. Eventually the man ended the magic spell, the water stopped running and the bubbles stopped growing. "Okay. Let's get that shirt off you and get you into the tub." He went over to America, unbuttoning the first few buttons and slipping it off him. After that he picked America up and sat him in the tub. America looked around now that he was in all of it.
It was really quite amazing, far beyond anything he had had in his old life. He splashed the bubbles a bit and got his hair wet. In his old world baths where a scarce thing with how hard it was to get water. He played for a while before Alexander got another rag and wiped him down then hit a lever near where the water had come out. After that it all started running away. America watched it in awe for a moment before he was lifted out of the tub and wrapped in a fluffy towel. He was taken back to the living room and his hair was dried before Alexander started dressing him. As he was helped into pants America finally got enough courage to ask what he had really been curious about. "M-Mistew Etierre? When do I get to go back to big brother? Thats who was calling for me earlier." Alexander looked at him a moment before chuckling and pulling the pants up the rest of the way. "Silly boy! You're not going back to them. You live with me now."
HEYY! Fluffnights here! I. AM. SO. SORRY. I TOOK WAY TOO LONG TO GET THIS UPDATE OUT BECAUSE I WENT ON A VACATION FOR ONE NIGHT WITH MY FRIEND AND I PROCRASTINATED WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAYYYYYYYYY TO MUCH. I know. That excuses nothing. Im still so sorry. I SWEAR I will get the next updare out way way way faster. I meant to have this one out by tuesday because I'm on spring break for christ sake, but I procrastinated. Though i did make this chapter really big as a sort of payment. I have all tomorrow to do an update so I'll try to get one in before then. Weekends are a bit hard since I have a job but i will try my best when i get home. So, until next time, comment whatever you liked or guess will happen or want to happen, and like and follow. (Or don't. Your free not too. It's your choice.) Later! ~fluffnights