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Hetalia Christmas. - Prologue.Hetalia Christmas! - Prologue.Hetalia Christmas. - Prologue. by KittyNyan1
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It was coming around to Christmas time once more, and you were depressed. You never had anyone to spend with. At the time, you were just a small country that nobody noticed. Every time you tried to talk to Alfred or Arthur, they looked right through you. To make it worse, Russia had made a habit of sitting on you instead of Canada now! Canada barely even noticed you! The only one who noticed you was Feliciano Vargas. He was so insanely thick-headed, though, so you rarely hung out with him.
"Another lonely Christmas, huh?" you say to yourself, slumping down in your seat. Just then, you hear a knock at your front door. "Who could that be?" you mumble, standing up. Another knock rings out and you sigh. "I'm coming!" you yell before running barefoot to your front door. You open it to see Alfred, of all people. "A-Alfred?" you say with a qu
Canada x Reader~ Gold!Canada x Reader~ Gold! by IggyAndScones
An anxious sigh left (y/n)'s lips.
Today’s the day, she thought nervously, rubbing her eyes and checking her alarm clock. It read 6:00 AM. Perfect. She would have enough time for a morning jog and a bit of practice before the game.
The gold medal game, to be precise.
It was America vs Canada, like always. (Y/n)'s country had a great reputation with all things hockey, but even she had to admit that the Americans were getting better every year.
Nervousness was the only emotion in the girl’s mind as she quickly showered, humming a tune under her breath. Afterwards, she slipped into some leggings and a running jacket.
The bitter cool of Sochi blew into her face when (y/n) walked outside, causing a shiver to run down her spine, and she secretly thanked her lucky stars to be used to the cold, unlike some of the unfortunate Mexicans that were shivering uncontrollably that morning.
Taking a deep breath, the girl plucked in her earbuds, and began jogging.
2p America x Reader~ Crossed2p America x Reader~ Crossed by IggyAndScones
WARNING: Swearing ahead.
”That’s the problem. I can't stand being around you. But I can't stay away from you~.”
(Y/n) (L/n) was the human personification of (c/n).
(C/n) was an island in the Pacific near Hawaii around the size of Poland, with a killer military force, a rich culture and art. The only reason it hadn't been invaded yet was the amazing strategies made by herself and (y/n)'s own strength.
You could say that she had the good life.
But with the good things, there were bad things.
Like most of the other countries, (y/n) had a 2p!version of herself.
And boy, did that version annoy the shit out of her.
Her 2p!version was called (2p!name). Unlike (y/n) who was kind, shy and smart, (2p!name) was an idiotic bitch. (2p!name) was also a murderer, just like all of the other 2ps.
Oh, and also, (y/n) called her a sl*t.
Almost every 2 weeks (y/n) had to kick her off her island, muttering insults under her breath and hoping that (2p!name) wouldn't come back
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