(Remember Germany calling about having a training day.)
I entered the neighborhood that Ludwig told me, there were training at. I looked around the street when, in the distance I saw the strange group. I jog up to them."Hey guys. I'm here and I'm ready! Let's get started!" I said with enthusiasm. The three of them wore regular training clothes seen as they couldn't wear their usual military training clothes out in public. I wore camouflage leggings, a greenish gray tank top and a camouflage crop top. I had hiking boots on and carried a tan back pack.
"Ok. Ve vill start with the sayings. Seen as some of us are having trouble." Ludwig says as he glares at the oblivious italian.
"Okay, so vhen you command your approaches. Vhat do you do?" Ludwig yells. Feli takes a little to think it over.
"Ah! You salute then go have Pasta~!" Feli announces. Ludwig facepalms while I laugh.
"No Feli. You salute!" I correct.
"Thank you y/n." Ludwig says exasperated. He sighs.
"Now vhat do you do when the enemy tells you to surrender?" Ludwig asks.
"Ah I got this one! You-a surrender, and-a wave the white flags." Feliciano says. I facepalm.
"Feli. That's the same thing you always do to Ludwig." I tell him. Kiku give his answer that is supposed to confuse them. Ludwig turns to you.
"You be an Otharian and say. "Nu uh! Dude you surrender to us! Cause we Otharian's! WOOOOO!"" I yell. Ludwig sighs.
"Good enough." He mumbled. I smile cheekily.
"Okay now run around the neighborhood." Ludwig sighs. We all nod, turn and start jogging.
I was farther ahead than Kiku and Feliciano. I turn and start jogging backwards and see that Feli looks like he is about to pass out."Come on Feli! We haven't we haven't even reached a tenth of a mile yet!" I yelled to him. It didn't seem to affect him so I started to jog back to him.
"Come on Feli, you can do it!" I encourage. My words seem to fall on deaf ear. I sigh.
"Feli. A monster is going to eat your Pasta if you don't get there before it." I say in a monotone voice. Feli's eyes widened and he definitely seemed to be affected. Suddenly there was a puff of dust. I coughed and waved my hand in front of my face. When the dust cleared Feli was gone.
I looked around then I heard in the distant, "NOOOO NOT MY PASTA~!" I chuckled and turn to start running again but I saw the Host club walking down the sidewalk. They were looking at where Feli once was. They looked up at me. Tamaki seemed to have a dog tail again. He appeared behind me. (Haruhi isn't with them btw.)
"Hey y/n. Like your outfit." He said as he gave a thumbs up.
"Um thanks Tamaki." I reply awkwardly. Then, Hikaru appeared on the left side of me and Kaoru on the right side.
"Hey what are you doing around here?" They both asked.
"You're a commoner." Hikaru started.
"In a rich neighborhood." I gave them an annoyed look.
"I'm just out, hanging with friends." I told them.
"You mean the guy who just took off running, yelling about pasta?" Hikaru asked.
"Yeah he's one of the three guys I'm hanging out with." I told them.
"You're hanging out with three guys?" Tamaki asked. He looked like he just died a little bit on the inside.
"Yeah. They're my friends that I've known since I was a child. The one yelling about pasta is Feliciano. The one passing us right now is Kiku. And..." I paused as I pointed over at Ludwig who seemed to be in deep thought. Or maybe he just has a migraine caused by Feli. "He is Ludwig." I say. I turn to them and smile.
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Don't Judge A Girl By Her Country
FanfictionOuran High School Host Club/Hetalia crossover. This is an X reader. Y/n is Australia's sister, Otharia. She starts to attend Ouran Academy Disclaimer: I do not own you, hetalia, or the host club. I only own the plot. Warning: some curse words