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Hetalia XTomboy!Reader: World War Glitter
(Multiple ending story)
You went into the world meeting and walked into the far corner. Your hair fell in front of your eyes and you liked it that way, the countries won't look at you like a helpless girl. You wore jeans and a baggy (favorite band) shirt. America walked up to you and you raised and eyebrow at him since he had his arms behind him. He pulled his hands out and dumped the contents all over you. Glitter. Your eyes went wide and you let a cry, everyone's eyes went to you and America ran.
Anyone who does that would have a death wish. You pushed the glitter off but you still had a whole jar's worth of it on you. You took some of it off into your hands and threw on to the nearest country. Which was Germany, you ran away from him and he caught you by your stomach. "(Name)." Germany said. You threw glitter at others, that came from your hair. The whole world meeting turned into a full-out glitter war. World War Glitter. Glitter bombs went off every where and you were fighting the glitter. Switzerland was out of it...of course.
You started to run out of the room but you ran into...
(Multiple ending story)
You went into the world meeting and walked into the far corner. Your hair fell in front of your eyes and you liked it that way, the countries won't look at you like a helpless girl. You wore jeans and a baggy (favorite band) shirt. America walked up to you and you raised and eyebrow at him since he had his arms behind him. He pulled his hands out and dumped the contents all over you. Glitter. Your eyes went wide and you let a cry, everyone's eyes went to you and America ran.
Anyone who does that would have a death wish. You pushed the glitter off but you still had a whole jar's worth of it on you. You took some of it off into your hands and threw on to the nearest country. Which was Germany, you ran away from him and he caught you by your stomach. "(Name)." Germany said. You threw glitter at others, that came from your hair. The whole world meeting turned into a full-out glitter war. World War Glitter. Glitter bombs went off every where and you were fighting the glitter. Switzerland was out of it...of course.
You started to run out of the room but you ran into...
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Though, of course, you'd never show it.
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Said man only grinned, as if oblivious to the effect he was having on you. "Hello, sunflower," he said, cheerfully. "Mind if I help myself?"
"Payment first." Even if it was Russia, you weren't taking chances with anybody.
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You calmed your beating heart and your ragged breath before entering the classroom. It was needless to say, a lot of heads turned to you, showing pity in their eyes.
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GLITTER! !!
MY OLD ENEMY! !!
MY OLD ENEMY! !!