A Little Bit Of Prairie: Hetalia FanFic

Blue Alice

Russia.

"Hey, Natalie!" Habit put his arm around Nebraska's shoulders, "How ya been?"

"For the most part okay." She shrugged, "Valkyrie's been good too."

"I'll bet. So...care to introduce me to your compadres?" Habit glanced at us with a smug look. I disliked him imeadiatly. There was something about his attitude and his closeness to Nebraska that ticked me off, "Who's the super tall one?"

"Russia."

"Bushy eyebrowed guy?"

"England."

"Sailer boy?"

"Sealand."

"Girl with the ponytail?"

"A) Not a girl. B) China."

"Curly cue?"

"Canada."

"Sunkiss girl?"

"Hawaii."

"Grumpy Italian?"

"Romano."

"Huh. So there's only like....one two three four...fivesixseven of you." Habit leaned back with in deep thought look on his face.

"There used to be seventeen of us." I added.

"Ah. Makes sense. So who are we fightin?" He picked up a large knife and twirled it around in his hands.

"Be careful, aru!" China lept back from almost being stabbed with the thing.

"Whoops, heh heh." Habit chuckled to himself. He had a glint in his eyes that I didn't like.

"The 2ps." Valkyrie suddenly siezed control of Nebraska, "They've started terrorizing this dimension as well." The look on Habit's face darkened.

"So they finally show their faces again." He whirled around and pointed the knife at England, "You eyebrows, how many?"

"How many what!?" England jerked back, eyes wide.

"2ps you idiot." Habit rolled his eyes.

"Five." England straightened and glared at nothing. Habit turned to me with the pointed knife. I couldn't help but show my frustration on my face.

"What are their names?"

"Em, Jae, Ai, Ae, and Oilver." I answered flatly, "And put the little plaything away. We mean you no harm."

"So HE'S back. Isn't the one with the purple cape the one Natalie said she's let me at?" Habit turned to Valkyrie.

"Yep. He's still an idiot and it's too easy to make fun of his cape and make him mad. Honestly he looks like a frickin tomatoe." She picked up another randomly strewn about knife and began playing with it, "So what exactly have you been up to," She smiled, showing her sharp teeth, "Little brother?"

"Wait wait wait wait wait. Hold it," Hawaii pointed at Habit, "YOU are HER little brother?"

"Yep. Best big sis in the world." Habit picked up Valkyrie and set her on his shoulder, "I'm still cooler though."

"Whatever ya say Rabbit boy." She giggled and ruffled his hair.

"Hey I thought we agreed that you wouldn't call me that anymore." Habit pouted.

"Sorry if I'm interupting but, we REALLY need to get a strategy." Canada stepped foreward, "The 2ps have been kidnapping people left and right. Like it's nothing. We either have to stop it or make it harder for them to do so."

"Well it'll be a trick if the get in here because this place....THIS PLACE...is one of the safest places you can be it isn't even your dimension." Habit grinned and pointed the knife at himself this time, "It's ours."

"That means that I can leave her body?" Valkyrie tilted her head to the side.

"Yeah I guess you could." Habit shrugged. She grinned and then split into two people. Nebraska on the left and Valkyrie on the right. Now we got to see what Valkyrie really looked like. She had white hair that was shoulder length and quite messy, with a random ahonge in the place that Nebraska has it. Her eyes were a deep, blood red. She wore a white shirt with tan, knee high shorts and black flats. A red cape covered her shoulders and back.

"Wooooow." Sealand and Hawaii both stared in awe. I couldn't help but stare as well.

"It's been forever since I've seen you as yourself!" Nebraska hugged Valkyrie from behind.

"I know. I look fabulous don't I?" She winked at us before striking a pose. Something kind of like the statue of liberty playing football....

"Which dimension is this?" England tried to peek out the window, nothing but darkness.

"It's what's left of the 3p dimension." Valkyrie sat down on the coutch and glanced at us, "Most of it was destroyed when the 2ps came. There are still some of us left, like Habit and I, but most of the others were killed."

"But that's impossible we can't die so you can't die either, aru." China approached the couch apprehensively. He's kind of cute when he does that...kind of reminds me of America whenever he was around Nebraska in World War Two.

"That's the special thing about our dimension. We're the only one's that can really die." Habit twirled his knife around, "But that's not just it. We don't stay dead forever....if we find a host within twenty four hours. Which Valkyrie and myself did."

"Unfortunately.....most of the 3ps didn't find a host.." Valkyrie sighed.

"What happens to them then?" Sealand asked with wide eyes.

"They just die. Nothing really special." Habit shrugged.

"They're still here...just....different...like ghosts.." England stared off with a heartbroken expression. Habit wrapped his arm around his shoulders in a comforting sort of way.

"Yeah...yours survived eyebrows. And boy is he a pain in the-" He was cut off by a bang coming from upstairs, "What the?"

"They're here." Nebraska's katana was in her hand and she was advancing on the stairs.

"Hai, I agree." Valkyrie picked up the knife she was playing with earlier and followed her.

The 2ps had finally arrived.

Sorry if this is short but I'm working on a new story with Full-Nite on FandomFriends about three of our OCs working at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

Read it and tell us what you think!

Peace, Love, and PIRATE COVE MAN!,

Soph.