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Hetalia Kid-Countrynapped Chapter 11

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Published: Jul 24, 2013

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Things had calmed down. (Name) sat tied up on a chair surrounded by people of all color and county.

"Look (Name)" Hungary started gently

"NO, not this time, there is no time to be 'gentle' and 'caring' it is time wasting" 'Germany' snapped. He turned to (Name).

"(Name), like it or not, but you are a country"

(Name) choked.

"What are you all! MENTAL?" she yelled trying to wrench herself away from her chair,

"No, I'm telling the truth, and I'm totally sane" The German said as calmly as he could.

"you missed the in part dude, you're INsane" (Name) snapped. This was it, she was in the middle of a group of mental people who had escaped from the asylum. She gulped.

"I don't know how you got out of your Asylum but I'm not a country"

"We are like totally not out of an asylum girly" A polish accented guy said rolling his eyes.

"He may be, but I am definitely not" The English man said glancing at the French.

"Ohonhonhon- no not really" The French man glared at the English who raised his eyebrow.

"Don't deny it"

"Shut up" 'Russia' smiled. He turned to (Name). "You have no choice whether to choose that you want to believe that you are a country or not- because you are sunflower" he said with another eery smile.

"..." (Name) didn't know whether to reply.

"Da?"

"Erm...no?" The Russian looked at her "I- I mean...daaa" (Name) corrected herself.

"Well that's sorted now can we decide what will happen next dudes?" The American asked in his still hyper voice.

"Yes, we I suggest we go back to the conference room and decide what will happen to (Name)" The Japanese man said with a nod.

"Paaaastaaa"

"I'll take that as as a yes"

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(Name) struggled, but the ropes were tighter than she had predicted. She was getting rather annoyed at all these looneys talking about what would happen to her life. She glanced at the map in front of her where her country was circled. She gulped, she didn't know why she felt weird when she looked at it.

The German who had introduced himself as 'General' Ludwig (They had even made titles for themselves) caught her looking at it.

"Your country" He said.

"Yes, my country" (Name) muttered.

"You should get used to getting called (CountryName) by some" He added. (Name) shook her head.

"Don't you guys get it? I'm not a bloody country, I'm a HUMAN" (Name) cried in frustration. She had said it to convince herself...but...

"Look (Name), whether you like it or not, you ARE a country"

"Can you prove that?" (Name) asked bluntly.

There was a silence.

"You will come to acknowledge and embrace the truth poppet" The Englishman, or Arthur, as he called himself said finally.

"Now it has been decided that you will stay with-"

"I'm not staying with anybody" (Name) growled.

"-the Axis for a while until we are sure you won't try to run, Ludwig will train you and we will each teach you how to be a good countr-"

"GOD! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU" (Name) yelled "IM NOT STAYInG AND IM NOT A COUNT-"

"Shut up (Name)" Ludwig snapped. "You know very well that you're not...technically human, have you ever wondered why you know so much about your country without being taught? Why do you think that every time your Country suffers you fall in a mood, every time your Country succeeds you feel happy. Don't try to kid yourself that this isn't happening because it it, yes you are young, yes you want a normal life...but this is it"

Silence. (Name) bit her lips.

"Look bella it's not-a that bad" The Italian said sadly. "You should-a be happy we are not at war or you would be invaded" he explained. The rest of the countries looked at him in surprise, wondering if Italy had just made...sense.

"He's right (Name), we'll teach you more about your country, right now, you can relax, we have arranged a suite in a hotel where we will be joining you, after that we'll get down to business." The Egyptian said

"Don't be sad Bella!" The Italian wailed lunging at her.

(Name) tried to get away but she was soon suffocating in an almighty hug.

"Relax, we will get le business sorted out" The French said smiling

"We're not locking you up, remember we are your friends dudette"

(Name) sighted. Her mind was completely messed up at the moment. All she wanted- was a bath.

(I know not much happened in this chapter, but I PROMISE we will write the next one soon and it shall not be as boring)