(Taking a break from requests because the story must go on!)

"We need to tell _____!"

"No, we aren't going to you stupid glutton!"

Allen and Alfred kept arguing over and over.

The 1p and 2ps are always arguing.

Always.

There is never anything productive getting done.

Nor do they have a plan of any sort.

Ludwig, as usual, is starting to get angry.

Both Englands can't stop yelling at each other about their cooking.

The Americas won't agree on what to do.

It was utter chaos.

...

I was just sitting at the table drawing when I heard something really strange.

"My cooking is much better than your poison cupcakes bloody wanker!"

My (e/c) eyes widened. There's someone else in the house, and I don't remember inviting any British people over.

Then another voice.

"You bet your bottom dollar Iggy~!"

Arthur?

I know that name, but how?

"Shut up you bloody psycho, only _____ can call me that!"

The two voices were arguing about...cooking? And somehow my name's involved...?

I got up out of my chair quietly and headed towards the voices.

The living room.

I tiptoed over and hid behind the couch. I peeked over and saw something incredible.

Arthur and Oliver were...yelling at each other?!

My eyes widened again.

It was like my body was glued to the spot I was in and I couldn't move.

I gasped.

They all turned their heads and yelled at the same time.

"_____!?" (In all caps)

I stumbled back onto my bottom trying to under what I saw.

"Y-you guys a-are talking..."

"_____, we can explain." Alfred jumped on to the back if the couch, his face inches from mine.

"A-Alfie?" I was afraid and shocked at the same time.

"_____ dude, we can explain everything to you!"

"Well obviously, that's what I'm freaking out about!"

He rolled his eyes. "You have to trust us dude, promise?"

I hesitantly nodded my head.

"Good, come sit on the couch."

Still shaking, I nodded again and made my way to said couch.

I sat own and sighed. "Ok, what the hell is going on?! Why are you guys talking? Have you always been able to talk--?"

I was interrupted by Arthur. "Calm down love, just let us explain."

"OK..Go ahead."

"First off you watch Hetalia?"

"Well yeah, but I haven't seen it in like forever."

"Well.." I noticed him gulp. "We are the Hetalia characters, we are real, and we are cats."

My eyes yet again widened. "R-really?!"

"Yes."

"OMG! This is soo awesome!"

"Well this is going surprising well.." Arthur turned to the others.

"What do you mean Iggy?" I asked, confused.

"Well dude, we all thought you would flip and give us to the government." Alfred explained.

"Ok first off, Alfred, aren't you the government?" I asked, raising a brow.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"May I ask you a question that's been on my mind for a while now?"

"Ve~ Go ahead~a bella!"

"Why am I having major deja vu (sp?) around you? I feel like I've known you forever. And why can't I remember all of last month?" I asked, scratching my head.

"Er um...We might've erased your memory..." He mumbled.

I jumped off the couch and yelled. "YOU WHAT?!"

Reader-chan found out, and the Hetalia cats are in trouble now!

I hope you liked, and I'm sorry for those who requested, but I have to continue the story, more requests later though!

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