Papa!2P!Italy x Child!Reader Chap 1Papa!2P!Italy x Child!Reader Chap 1 by Death-Wolf-101
You ran through out the streets of Italy, trying to escape the Allied forces. You were the daughter of Luciano Vargas. The personification of the northern half of Italy. You were Venice. You were his pride, his joy. You were his daughter. But the Alleys had come to your house in the middle of the night, looking to pick a fight with your father.
The commotion had woken you up. You had gone downstairs to find your father pinned under a larger man in a black coat wearing a scarf. Oliver, the personification of England, was the first to notice your presence in the room. He greeted you, and your father screamed for you to run away.
You always listened to your father, even when you didn’t want to. But at this, you hesitated a bit, until you saw Jason, the personification of America, come toward you with his bloodied, nailed up bat. You bolted from the room, from the house and down the street.
You had to get to Zio Flavio’s house. Flavio was the personification of
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"Ve, [Name]! I was just talking with Russia, and he told me this creepy story about a house just a little bit from here!" Italy yelled at you from across the table after the World Meeting ended once more, with nothing accomplished. "Wanna come with us? I got Germany and Japan to join too!"
Your eyes glittered with a manical excitement, and you stood up, yelling back, "Definitely!"
The other nations perked up at your loud conversation, and others joined in chorus, some louder than the others.
"Well, if Japan's going, I have to take care of him! He's my little brother, aru!" came China's response from the end of the table. Russia nodded to himself silently, already planning on going.
"Hey, British wank, are you coming with us?" France asked the sleeping England, poking his fuzzy head with a fountain pen. The Britishman woke up almost immediately, and snorted, "Of course I am, limey. If it's haunted, I can actually talk to the creatures." America started laughing,
"England can t
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"HEY! ____! Get your ass over here!" You sighed heavily, lifting yourself from the comfortable couch you were previously lounging on, you made your way up the stairs to find an extremely angry Prussian at the top. "When I said clean my room, I didn't mean shove EVERYTHING under my BED" he snarled through gridded teeth before raising a hand, and smacking you right across the face.
You fell to the ground with a hard thud, your eyes tearing up, and cold, salty water threatened to fall, but you sucked it up, and held through, not wanting to show your weakness in front of the fallen nation. Although Prussia wasn't considered a nation anymore, he still commanded you as if he was one. Bossing you around, telling you what's what and not letting your country thrive like it used to.