So, I don't know how many of you know about all of Hetaoni so I'll go through the first loop and maybe a few others just so we won't have a chapter per loop, 'cause that would be terrifyingly long.
Ps. I'm not carefully following the real plot. So if France says something he shouldn't or if two characters lines get mixed up I don't care.
*****Also, a warning that this will get extremely gory.*****
-No One's Pov.-
"This place is cleaner than I expected," England noted to himself.
The group started looking around the entrance curiously. There was a table, a ginormous staircase, and three long hallways. The ceiling towered above them with an old chandler that had burnt out candles all over it. For light, they used a newer lamp on the table before finding a light switch that looks like it shouldn't be there.
Germany shuddered, which was very out of character for him. "Vell, now ve have seen it. I think zis has been enough for one day, ja?"
Prussia chuckled, "Aww, is little Vestie afraid of a mansion?"
"Nein! It's just zat zis place gives me the hibbe jibbes. I zink ve should leave."
"Non, why should 'e leave zis place? It's not there any ghost," Frace said and gave his signature smile that just oozed gayness.
"Wait! Dudes! Y'all said there wasn't gonna be any ghosts."
Canada sighed, "Alfie, get a grip. There aren't any ghosts-"
"You twit stop ruining my good language, for heaven's sake. Plus, ghosts aren't real." England glared at his ex-colony.
Alfred glared back at the hologram England and the at the real one. "Dude, ghost are real and if you keep scolding me for my 'English', I will just make a new language called American. Not American-English, just American."
Arthur gasped, "You would not."
"Try me!"
"Ladies, Ladies, fighting over lipstick is a pitiful sport, so please fermez tous de vos bouches."
"Shut up, you darn frog!"
"Honhonhon, Angleterre I believe that is what I just told you."
Arthur crossed his arms and pouted like the five-year-old he isn't. "Whatever, you git."
Jay giggled in the back with Feliciano. The new scene taking away the sadness from the hologramic memory.
"Let's just split up then, da?" Russia said clapping his hands together while smiling. "Me, China, and France will go upstairs to look around!"
"Yeah! That's actually a great idea commie."
Alfred and Ivan flinched at hearing the 'nickname' commie being used again.
"Sorry, Ivan. I'm sorry for calling you such bad names," Alfred said looking down. He looked like a kicked puppy. Like the sadness aerating from him was so much that even Iran would stop a war with him to make sure he's ok.
Ivan pulled Alfred into a big bear hug. "Do not worry Fredka! It's in the past."
Kiku looked sadly at the couple. He wanted to make sure Alfred was okay.
He kept starring at Alfred and Ivan until Kiku felt two arms hug him from behind causing him to turn a dark red.
"Don't worry Kiku. Alfred will remember you, I'm sure of it."
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Why now? (Discontinued)
FanfictionI wrote this story when I was in middle school and now that I have grown up a bit I just feel like this story isn't a good fit. It isn't something I would want to read or even write. Instead, I am re-writing it, hopefully, to be better, in a book ca...
