Seven Minutes in Hetalia! Prussia x Reader
My hand grazed over things, some sharp, others smooth, but I felt something kind of... rough? I grasped the object firmly and pulled it out. It was a folded piece of paper. I opened it to see something drawn on it. I turned the paper a couple times, trying to make sense of the black lines.
"... Okay I have no idea what this is," I declared. A second later it was snatched up by Alfred as he scrunched up his eyes, trying to figure out what is as well.
"Okayyyy, who put in the picture of a rock?"
"It's not a rock! It's mein awesome picture of Gilbird!" I turned to look at a albino man with a yellow bird sat upon his head. I stared at the bird and OH. MY. GOD. It was just the cutest thing!
"Heh, sorry Gilbert, but to be fair you really suck at drawing." Gilbert started to pout a little at this, but his smile came back a moment later as his eyes landed on me.
"Kesesese~ I bet your just jealous, because I get
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I put my hand in pulled out the first thing that touch my hand. Looking at it, the item depicted the Italian flag. 'Oh god. Please don't be Feli.' I thought, not wanting to be put in a small, dark place with Feli. Just saying.Though, instead of Feli jumping up, Antonio was pushing someone similar to Feli. The Feli-look-alike was cussing at the Spaniard all the way to the closet.
"What the heck you idiota! I said I didn't want to play this game!" The Italian yelled, a stream of Italian cuss words coming right after. Now, I wasn't so sure if I wanted to be in the closet with him or Feli... Tough decision, tough decision. Although, you couldn't make the decision, considering Alfred threw you over his shoulder and then dropped you in the closet. On top of the still cussing Italian man.
"I-I'm so sorry! Alfred just threw me in here! I didn't mean to fall on you!" I said quickly, moving away from the man
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Reaching into the hat, I twisted and turned my hand. My hand brushed against something that felt familiar. 'Teddy bear fur?' Pulling the item out, I quickly screamed and dropped the object. 'Who put a cow ear in there?!'
"Okay, who put in the cow ear?"
"It's a bull ear."
"Toni? You put it in there? Why, that's just creepy dude."
"Hey! It's a reward I got dispatched a bull skillfully during a matador match!" (Actually, this is true found it here: http://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/2002/nov/27/what-does-bullfighter-do-ears-and-tail/)
"Well, have fun with him [Name]." Antonio glared at Alfred before walking into the closet.
"I'm sorry about him. He doesn't really except other people's traditions very well."
"It's okay, chica. You don't have to apologize for that American."
"So... what is with the cow-I mean b
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A/N: Hey! There is a small plot hole. Sorry 'bout that people...I'm not going to fix it, because I'm lazy...I'm sorry.
My hand passed over something plastic feeling. I grasped it and pulled it out. A guitar pick. 'Must be Antonio's, he said he played guitar...'
"That would be mine, love," a British accented voice stated. I looked up to see Arthur. 'He plays guitar? I thought I knew everything about him...'
"Ohohohon~! The angleterre is going to get some~"
"Shut up you bloody frog!" Arthur yelled at the French man. He tried lunging for him, but Alfred grabbed the back of his collar and my hand. He pushed us in (threw Arthur in) and closed the door.
"Seven minutes dudes!" I heard Arthur give an angry huff.
"I don't even know how I'm related to that twit," Arthur mumbled under his breath.
"He's just having a little fun Arthur. You can't
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I reached into the bag and pulled the first thing I felt my hand come across. I pulled out a stitch on emblem for the Canadian hockey team.
"Who put that in there?" a person asked.
"I-I did," Mathew tried speaking out, no one heard him except me.
"Oh, hey! This is Mathew's! I remember he said it fell off during one of his practices," Alfred claimed.
"Who is Mathew?" another party goer asked, confused.
"I a-am," Mathew tried again, but no luck.
"Where are you bro?!" Alfred yelled.
"I-I'm right h-here!" Mathew exclaimed, loud enough for everyone to look over at him. There was tears brimming his eyes. "Why c-can you never s-see me?" He turned and ran out the door, away from the party.
"Mathew, bro, wait!" Alfred tried to run after him. I put my arm out and he looked at me.
"I'll go talk to him," I said quietly. Alfred looked really down, but sadly mov
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I was already uninterested in this game and Alfred had to force me to play. I was planning to get some work done at home, but no I had to come to Alfred's party.
"You gonna pick one, dudette?" I gave him an unamused look before drawing an item from the hat. It was an old bullet shell. The gold shelling to it was faded to a silver and it was slightly bent in certain places.
"I told you I didn't vant to play zhis game Gilbert."
"Too bad!" An albino man was pushing a blonde into the closet. 'Isn't that the guy I met earlier?'
"In you go!" Alfred pushed me in to the closet, I not noticing that he had pulled me from my spot anyways.
"Hello." I jumped a little, not expecting the man to be so close.
"Uh, your Luddd-"
"Ludwig, that was what I was going to say. Definitely..." It went silent. 'God, that w
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I tried guessing what the objects were so I could get a person I didn't hate. All the objects were pretty obvious. Pocket knife, Nickoli, nail polish, Feliks, guitar pick, Antonio's or Arthur's. That was until my hand passed over a certain object. Confused, I tried to figure out what the angles and lines formed to make.
"Hurry up already, [Name]!" Alfred said. I glared up at him and he shut up. I decided to pick out the unknown object. It was a pin. It was red star with gold ferns surrounding it and a small hand scythe and hammer on the star part.
"Oh, it seems you got my piece, da?" I looked to see a TALL, white/cream haired man with purple eyes. From his accent and his item, I assumed he was Russian.
"D-dude, if you want you c-can pick another item," Alfred stuttered. I looked to him and rolled my eyes. "Okay dude, don't say I didn't warn you."
"Technically, you didn't
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I pulled out an intricate, black, drawing pen. I looked around the room at all the people. A man with black hair with a bowl hair cut, stood up.
"That would be my item," he replied quietly.
"Okay! In the closet you go!" Alfred declared, pulling me and the man along, before shoving us in the small closet space.
"I'm sorry about him," I murmured.
"It's fine. I am quite used to him by now."
"So, what is your name?"
"It's nice to meet you Honda."
"No, my first name is Kiku. I'm Japanese, we state our rast name first. I'm sorry for not being crear on that," I could tell he was slightly embarrassed. "What is your name?"
"Huh? Oh, [First Name] [Last Name]... And [First Name] is my first name," I added quickly. We both gave a small laugh.
We stayed in the closet for a couple more minutes. We got along together very
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My hand glided over something smooth and slightly cold. Pulling it out, I found that the object was a bottle of nail polish.
"That's, like, totally mine," a voice said. Looking up I saw a man with shoulder length blonde hair and forest green eyes. 'I-is he wearing a skirt?' "We, like, need to work on your wardrobe. Black is, like, totally not good for your figure."
"Um... I'm not sure how to react..." I trailed off.
"Aw, it's okay [Name], Feliks will probably bore you to sleep with his 'fashionable knowledge'," Alfred snickered. Feliks turned red, whether it was from embarrassment or anger, I would never know.
"Come on, let's just take our turn," Feliks said and pulled me to the closet. Alfred closed the door, still snickering.
"So, how do you- I mean we- need to change my wardrobe," I questioned, hoping to get him out of his sulking mood in the corner.
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My hand ran over somethings and I decided to stall, to see Alfred's reaction.
"Come on, dudette. What did you get?"
"Give me a minute."
"Dudette! What did you get?!" Alfred whined. I smiled, while playfully rolling my eyes. I picked something at random, not trying to figure out what the object was at all. 'A...A coin.'
(^Says: Washington & Independence; 1783)
"Dude, that's mine!" Alfred yelled with a happy smile. I looked up at him as he pulled me up and into the closet with him. 'This coin is as old as the American Revolution...' (American Revolutionary War: 1775-1783) 'Why did Alfred have this on him?'
"Huh?!" I jerked my head up from looking at the coin.
"You okay?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
"Uh, yeah! I'm fine. Just zoned out a little."
"Haha. Silly [Name], th
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Reaching in the hat, I wasn't too sure if I wanted to play or not. I sighed, pulling out something near the bottom of the hat.
"So, whatcha get [Name]?" He looked at the item in my hands.
"A pair of glasses," I said quietly. Alfred blinked, he seemed slightly confused.
"Um, why don't you go ahead in the closet. I'll have to look around to see who put that in." I nodded and headed to the door. I sat on the ground, thinking about who I could have gotten. 'It isn't Alfred, he was wearing his glasses...Maybe that Austrian man? Or Mathew? What about the Estonian?' The door opened and then closed, leaving no time for me to see who was in the closet with me.
"Seven minutes!" Alfred yelled from the other side of the door. It was completely silent in the closet. 'Maybe Alfred put in an extra pair of his own glasses and is pranking me...'
"M'y I h've my gl'ss's b'ck," a baritone voice asked from nex
Seven Minutes in Hetalia! Lithuania x ReaderSeven Minutes in Hetalia! Lithuania x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My hand touched something with a lot of angles, yet very smooth. Pulling the object out I found it was a tiny replica of a wolf with it's head up as if it were howling.
(^ The replica. Is an actual statue in Lithuania (The Iron Wolf), which is very important to their history of becoming a country... Your history lesson for the day :3)
"U-uh, that's mine, miss," I looked to see a man with shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes . Alfred didn't wait for me to get up, before he dragged me and the other man to the closet and practically threw us in.
"So... what's your name, sir?"
"Huh? Oh! Toris Laurinaitis... and yours, miss?"
"[First Name] [Last Name]."
"That's a pretty name," Toris replied with a slight glow to his cheeks. An awkward silence fell over us, our shyness taking over, and for the rest of the time we stood in silence. Alfred swung the door open
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My hand grazed over something smooth and cold. A little interested, I pulled the object out... It was a silver switch blade. I looked up to Alfred, he looked a little pale. I felt an intense gaze settle upon me and I looked around the room, my gaze fell upon a white haired male with piercing blue eyes. He seemed to be glaring at me, I shivered a little at the hostile aura the man gave off. To my dismay the man stood up, walked over, and took the blade from my hands, putting it into the pocket of his jacket. Alfred quietly led us to the door.
"Heh, heh, okay Nickoli, I don't want her hurt in any way," Alfred tried to joke, but Nickoli just stared at him emotionless. "Right... seven minutes." Nickoli walked into the closet and before I walked in as well, Alfred grabbed my sleeve. "I'm going to leave the door unlocked if you need to get out and if you can't get to the door, just scream." I paled at this notion and Alfred pushed me into the closet. The door swun
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I reached into the bag, not really caring what I got. It wasn't like I was going to do anything with the person. I pulled out a sleek plastic object. A flash drive.
"Okay dudette! Get in the closet!"
"What about the other person?"
"We're working on that. Just hold up for a minute." The door was closed and left me in darkness. The door opened and someone was shoved into me. Alfred slammed the door shut and put me and the other person in complete darkness. I blushed a little, seeing as the impact from the person had sent us on the ground. I was lying on my back with the person hovering over top. He quickly got up.
"I-I'm sorry about that ma'am."
"It's not your fault..." I heard the man mutter something and he seemed to be looking around. "What are you looking for?"
"Huh? Oh, my glasses. They must have slipped off when I was pushed in here."
"Let me help."
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....a mint green plushie of a bunny with...wings? You squeezed it, as Alfred took the item from you and chuckled.
"Hey, Arthur." He said loudly, you looked over at the Brit to see him fighting with Francis. He stopped arguing and looked America's way. He held up the animal. Arthur walked over to you and smoothed out his shirt.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, love." He said, holding his hand out for you to take. You blushed at his politeness and took his open palm as he helped you off the floor.
"Yeah yeah yeah, we all know you're a 'gentleman'!" Francis rolled his eyes, "Just get into the closet so I don't have to see your ugly face anymore." Arthur bit his lip to keep from firing back an insult and just continued to escort you to the closet.
"Thanks Artie." You say as he let you go into the closet first.
"Well you know the rules, seven minutes...do whatever...yeah..." Kalie shut the door.
"SEVEN MINUTES STARTING NOW!" Alfred yelled from behind the door. You shifted your weight f
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"So (y/n) who is the lucky guy" said Alfred.
You looked at a piece of paper that had the word 'AWESOME' on it.
"Now I wonder who's this could be?" you asked mockingly.
You felt someone put an arm around your waist and you looked up to see it was Prussia.
"Hi frau, I see you have my note Ja."
'Damn that Albino. Why so sexy' you thought sighing to yourself.
'He will never feel the same way.'
You looked up at the Albino and saw Francis telling him something What Frenchman said it made Gilbert blush darkly on his his pail face. Gilbert took your hand and started walking to the closet were Antonio was standing.
"60 minutes amigos, have fun," he said winking at you making you and Gilbert blush.
You were in silence for about 10 minutes and it was getting Awkward so Gilbert cleared his throat to say something.
"S-So frau I have something to, ummm, c-confess,"
What Gilbert is stumbling over his words that's not like him.
"What is it Gilbert?" You asked concerned.
Gilbert sighed his chee
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.....okay what the fuck is this? You held a peice of notebook paper in your hand, on it had a kid-ish, half assed drawing of....two people. Kalie looked over your shoulder and gasped.
"Oh my god, what on earth is that shit?" She sneered, staring at the scribbled doodle. You shrugged.
"Um, countries?" You stand up, gaining their attention. It got dead silent and you took over the moment. "Who's is this?" You ask, holding up the crappy drawing. You heard a laugh.
"That would be mine." Gilbert stood up, running a hand through his silver hair. You gulped, your face reddening. Kalie giggled, knowing your secret crush on the albino. Gilbert causually walked up to you, hands stuffed in his jean pockets. "You sure you can handle mein awesomeness? It can be pretty intimidating..." He warned, smiling sexily at you. You tried to move your mouth, but no words came out. Kalie jumped in, rescuing you.
"Hell yeah she can handle it!" She chuckled and grabbed Gil's, and your, wrist, dragging you toward
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You walked to the end of the hall where room 205 was. You clenched your blanket tighter around your shivering form, hoping that you were making the right decision. Sure the German could be a little cocky at times and he was like that little obnoxious brother that you never had, but he was caring and kind when it was just you and him. Besides he’d just think that you ran to the awesome him first thing and let you stay the night.
You knocked on the door a little loudly knowing that Gilbert was a bit of a snorer. A thud came from inside followed by sleepy curses before the door opened. Gilbert came out the room and stood in the doorway, his hair was tussled and his deep ruby red eyes were glazed with sleep. He wore a white t-shirt and blue boxers with little yellow dots printed onto them.
“Hey Gil,” you sheepishly waved.
“Frau, what are you doing?” Gilbert asked as he shook his head.
“Well it’s kind of a long, short sto
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In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a...scone.
"Alfred, you bloody wanker!" Arthur shrilled an unpleasant shill when he came up to you, snatched the scone off you hand and dusted the scone from whatever else was inside the black hat.
You flushed slightly when you saw Arthur came out of nowhere to take the scone off from you, but the reason you were blushing so shyly was because you-how they say in Britain-fancied Arthur for quiet some time.
"HURRY, SHOVE 'EM IN!" Alfred shrieked at everyone who were close at you and Arthur.
Suddenly, you and Arthur were tackled in huge "hugs" and without knowing it, you felt the people pushing you and Arthur into the living room and out of nowhere you both were shoved inside a dark room. But what happened was when you landed, you landed on something soft and before you could see what it was, someone slammed the door behind you with a loud bang and click that someone locked the closet from inside.
"Ow, _____, get off!"
You jerked up, shocked.
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....A hamburger bun. You laughed a bit and held it up.
"Well isn't this creative?" You chuckled out.
"Dudette! You lucked out!! You totally got me!" Alfred said, placing the ghetto bag down and pulling you up. "Gil, I want you to time us." He stated, tossing you into the dark closet. Prussia shut the door.
"Your time starts now, so get to the awesome stuff!" He yelled through the door. The closet was a bit tight and your chest pressed a bit against his abs, giving you a red face.
"How does it feel to be with the hero?" He boasted, smiling confidently. You heaved out.
"It could be worse." You flinched and you felt your throat lock up as his strong arms wrapped around your small body.
"Wh-what are..?" You managed to squeak out before getting cut off by soft lips meeting yours. You tensed up at his sudden actions, not sure how to react. You tried to pull away but his arms kept you in his strong, yet loving grip. You slowly relaxed into the kiss, kissing back lightly. He smiled again
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...a pack of cigarettes. Immediately you knew it belonged to Allistor.  Your (e/c) orbs met the Scottish man currently smoking a cigar. You sighed.
"Hah, good luck with that wanker." Arthur scoffed, rolling his eyes. Allistor walked over to his brother and rested his elbow on his head.
"You've got a mouth on ya, eh?" He chuckled, his green eyes landing on yours. "To the closet?" He asked, winking at you. Alfred pushed you both into the closet and shut the door rather loudly.
"You two better hurry it up!! I wanna have a turn!" Kalie screeched from behind the door.
"The longer he's in there the better..." you heard a British accent speak.
"Why do you hate him dude?"
"He always taunted me when I was younger!!" The rest of the argument drowned out and you were left in the closet with Allistor, not a word being spoken. The smell of his cigarette he was puffing was getting thicker. You coughed lightly.
"Smoking is bad for you, you know that right?" You say, rolling your eyes.
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...a folded piece of paper. You stared at the paper in your fingertips as Kalie looked over your shoulder. You unfolded the note and saw Ludwig's name scribbled on it. Kalie chuckled.
"Hey Luddy!" The blond German averted his gaze to Kalie. "(Name) got your item. I'm surprised...I thought a man of your nature would choose some handcuffs or something kinky.." She winked, Ludwig turning red, and pulled you up by your collar.
"Oh, oh sorry, the hero had to take a piss....what did I miss?" Alfred stated coming into the room, zipping up his pants.
"(Name) and Luddy have to get in the closet." Kalie said, shoving you into the tight area.
"HEY! No need for all that Kalie." You fumed, smoothing out your (f/c) shirt. She shrugged, struggling to push Ludwig in. "C'MON HURRYYY!!" She pleaded, before slamming the door. "I will do the timing this go round. 'Kay Murica?" You heard your friend say through the door. "YOUR TIME STARTS NOW!"
"Wow, wonder why she wanted us to get this over with so badly.
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In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a...half-filled bottle of vodka that was heavy in your hand when you pulled it out.
Right then, from behind, you could feel a cold chill come down your spine when you slowly turned yourself around to see who was overshadowing you. The person who is behind you is Ivan, a feared man from Russia.
"Privet, ________," Ivan greeted you sweetly with that wide smile of his.
You shivered in fear at him, glancing at the side to see if Alfred was still beside you, and instead you see him cowering behind the couch with all the other guests hiding behind with him.
You cursed in your own language at them and right out of nowhere, you feel your wrist being pulled excitedly and you two made your way into the closet. When the two of you got inside the closet, you could see nothing inside the closet except darkness and you still feel Ivan's gloved hand holding your wrist with great strength.
You couldn't stutter a word when you went inside, feeling so scare
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...a ripe, red tomato. You blushed as you held the squishy fruit in your palm. You blushed a bit, this could either be Antonio or Lovino, your long time crush. Alfred examined the item held in your hand.
"YO! Toni, Lovino, who's is this?" Alfred yelled out, grabbing your wrist and holding it up so they could both see. Antonio shrugged and went back to talking with Gil and Francis. You heard someone walk behind you, mumbling curse words. You looked up to be greeted by a pair of dark honey eyes. You felt your face burn as Lovino took the fruit from your hand and began eating it.
"Well get-a in the closet, I don't have-a all day!" He said quite rudely, as you struggled to get up, walking quickly to the closet. He followed you, the tomato still in his mouth. The light in the small closet decreased as Al closed the door.
"You got seven minutes, startingggg....now! Don't get too frisky." America playfully warned, laughing afterwards.
"Heh, don't-a count on it." Romano sai
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'So, like, dude! You really need to come to my party!'
'Because I said so [Name]! If you don't come, I'll come and drag you here.' I sweat-dropped a little.
"That won't be necessary Alfred."
'Good! See you at 9:00 [Name]!' I sighed as Alfred hung up. Ever since that day I had bumped into, we had became good friends. He wanted to introduce me to his 'friends of many different nationalities,' Alfred had said. I looked at the clock, '2:00... I still have a while. It will take about 45 minutes to get to Alfred's.' I went and got my outfit on, a [Favorite Country Flag] shirt, black skinny jeans that were easy to move in, matching [Favorite Country Flag] shoes, and a black army jacket. I held the jacket close to me. It used to be my dad's, but he passed away a while ago in battle. They had a ceremony for him and I was given his jacket and dog tags. I put the jacket and tags on, I really missed him, and I neve