~Memories~ Hetalia One-Shots

<Scared?> America: HHS

Okay, so "HHS" basically stands for "Hetalia Halloween Special" and stuff. I'll probably do more "specials" during next year depending if I can be bothered. Next time, I'm planning to make it a public vote instead of a private one. Well, anywho, enjoy! P.S These special chapters will NOT follow the base-line chapter that I started with for this book. Sorry, after writing this, it feels really bad but I don't have enough time to redo it. Sorry!

Being the new country of (c/n), you weren't exactly used to calling the other countries by their "human" names yet. Time after time, you still accidentally almost called them by their country name in public. Usually, this would end in Arthur or Ludwig giving you a scolding for being so "careless" which kind of agitated you in ways you couldn't really explain. You pushed your [h/l] [h/c] locks out of your eyes and gripped the blank sheets of lined paper closer to your chest and nerves started to fill your body. This was your... What? Third world meeting now? Every time would basically end up with Ivan sitting on Matthew, Francis and Arthur fighting and the majority of the Nordics sitting there wondering how idiotic people can actually be. Actually, that's a lie for the most part. Mathias usually just started proclaiming how awesome he was and then Gilbert and Alfred would get into a debate about that... If there's one thing you knew, you loved silence...

You opened the loose wooden door and entered into the world meeting room. Looks like you were early since only a couple countries were there already waiting for the others to come and start a racket. You gulped a little as a few stray eyes caught you and slowly walked over to a free seat next where Toris and the other two Baltics were sitting. "Oh, hello Toris!" you gleamed trying to look happier than you were as you tried to neaten the papers you placed in-front of you. "Hey... Uh..." He seemed panicked to you for some reason. Catching his eye-line, you realized he was peering at Ivan on the other side of the table. "Okay, dudes! Let's get this meeting started!" That sudden burst through the doors made a shock to your system. "God damn it, America!- I mean Alfred!" you screamed at the top of your lungs. As you looked down at your sheet of paper, you realized your face was burning up a little bit. "A fever?" you thought to yourself.

In the process of about five seconds, the meeting room was already in chaos. You facedesked the table with all your might as Ravis looked at you as if you had a mental issue. "Excuse me for a second..." you mumbled into the desk as you arose and stormed out of the room. "I just wish they could have a real meeting for once without anyone fighting..." You sat on a nearby bench and stared at the patterned ceiling, trying to get lost in its vexing design. "Shut up, wanker!" "Dude, I'm the hero, it's what I should do!" "Become one with Russia, da? ^J ^" A million conversations could be heard through those doors. Someone should really make those doors sound-proof. Wait, scrap that, country proof.

After a few minutes of sitting around doing nothing but listening to the rabble, you decided to pack up your stuff and leave as you clearly had no point of even being there. "Why did I even think this would work out...?"

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America's POV

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After arguing with Gilbert about which of us is the most awesome, I scanned the room quickly and noticed the seat where ___ usually sits was empty. Feeling curious about the situation, I tapped Arthur on the shoulder lightly to grab his attention for a quick chat. "What do you want, Alfred? I'm busy here." Clearly, he was referring to Francis. Wait, is that a...? No, it can't be, it's too big for either of them. "Do you know where [c/n] went? As the hero's duty, it is my business to know where everyone is at the time of need!" Arthur shook his head in arrogance and agitation. "Not as of now, however, I did see her leave a few minutes ago. Odd how she isn't back by now..." He placed his hand to his chin like he was the new Sherlock Holmes or something like that. "Perhaps she went home. Honestly, I'd have done the same by now." A small voice could be heard from behind Alfred. That, being Matthew. "Did you hear anything? Whatever, I'm going to go see if she went home, dude. This meeting blows!".  [A/E] Why can I not America

"Uhh, where does she live again...?" I scratched my head in confusion as I stared at my map showing the great country that I am. Hours went by of searching and it took me forever to find her house. "175 Black Heard? What an odd street name..." [A/E] Literally just the time it was as I wrote that sentence, my favourite colour and I like Ice Age.

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Third-Person POV

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"Wait, nonononononononononononononono, that can't be happening! NO WAIT SEIKO NOOOOOOO!!!!" you screamed out, thrusting your ice cream spoon at the TV as Naomi found Seiko's hanging corpse in the girls' bathroom in Heavenly Host Elementary. "GOD DAMN IT, SEIKO, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE!?" You stuffed another spoonful of [f/f] ice cream into your mouth whilst Naomi did the same, excluding the ice cream. Suddenly, you were thrown backwards on your sofa in shock of a sudden banging on your front door. "CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP IS THE HEADTEACHER COMING TO KILL ME!?" you panicked emotionally. You grasped a tennis racket tightly and brought it over your shoulder. You slowly turned the door knob,threw the tennis racket outside and ran away screaming. "Holy crap, what was that!?" "A-Alfred...?" You peered out from a corner to see Alfred rubbing his nose in agony. In a panic, you grabbed Alfred's coat and slammed him down on the sofa in the next room. "OH mY GOD, I ALFRED, I'M SO SORRY!!!" Falling to your knees, you started bowing to him like he was your god. "Ahaha, it's okay, dudette. Just be more careful next- HOLY MOTHER OF HELL!" You turned your head to the TV to see Naomi being ripped to pieces by spirits of the four children. If there's one thing you like doing, it's teasing people. You crept up behind Alfred, who was clutching a pillow so tight that it might as well not even be there, and yelled "Boo!" into his ears which freaked him out even more. "Ahahahaha! Gotcha, Alfred!" you proclaimed in glee as you threw yourself next to him. Only after realising your actions did you see the awkward situation you had gotten yourself into.

"DEAR GOD CHANGE THE CHANNEL! CHANGGEEEEE IT!!!" Alfred screamed in pure agony as he covered his eyes to stop seeing Mayu's dead "corpse" splattered on the wall. "It's just Corpse Party... But alright... Hooooooowwwww about-" "HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!!!!!!" "NO ALFRED THAT IS THE FORBIDDEN MOVIE!!" "Awh ; -;" [A/E] I've never seen HSM and for some reason I feel like America loves it. \(o_o)/ "I say we have a public vote!" You waved your hand in the air in declaration and pride of your genius idea. "But there's only two of us here..." Alfred shook his head in confusion but then you motioned to the window. Outside, in the brisk of dusk was "IVAN?!" You giggled hysterically at Alfred's actions. "Nah, that's just a poster of him I got from Kiku- I mean... Uh..."

Your face lit up bright red in defeat. "Do you like Ivan, ___?" Alfred's eyes looked in such despair after those words. Like, just when he and Arthur remember the- [A/E] WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT THAT HERE. TOO SAD I CRIED IN HISTORY BECAUSE OF IT. "NONONONONONOMOMOMOMOMOMOMOMONOHOFOJNSROJGNSROJGNSRGJOBSRGOBJSRG I JUST THINK IVAN'S A CUTIE PIE AND NEEDS HUGGIIEEEESSSSS" Wow, that couldn't have come out worse. "Oh, right. That's fine, then." He rose up from his seat and began walking his way to the door like all spirit had been drained from his body. "Why do you care so much, Alfred?" You chased after him and grabbed his sleeve before he could get away. "Crap, I didn't think it'd come to this. But the hero has to do to protect his lady!" Out of nowhere, he crashed his lips to yours and created a flame of passion between you. He licked your lip, pleading for entrance, which, you surprisingly allowed. His tongue covered each and every crevice of your mouth. "(C/n), you okay? You left the meeting all of a sudden and-  BLOODY HELL, AMERICA?! You trying to eat her or something?! I mean, I know you'll eat anything, but not her!" Once you heard Arthur's "jumble of language", you both pulled away from each other while Arthur was just there... Wide eyes trying to comprehend the situation. "I love you, ___" " I love you too" *SNAP* "Arigatou, minna. This'rr be good for my next anime. Maybe I courd serr it or..." This scene has been cut due to Kiku getting a massive nosebleed and ___ killing him with a Hungarian's frying pan. "Best. Halloween. Ever." you thought to yourself as you continued murdering Kiku.

Author's Notes: I need to get better at writing fan-fiction and this is the first one .-.