A hetalia fan fiction by me, diamond sparkle and Queen Cassiopeia
Ireland/ Isabella Mcfly - Queen Cassiopeia
Scotland/ Layla Mcfly - Diamond sparkle
Chapter 1 – The Mcfly’s
I ran up the road, my brown hair tied up in plaited pigtails and holding an art book. Above were huge thunder clouds. On my book in a colourful in was Layla Mcfly. I slowed to a stop as my phone rang. I got it out.
“Hello?” I asked
‘Hey, are you close?’ A female voice asked down the phone.
“Yep, don’t worry Isabella, I’m just around the corner from yours.” I smiled, above me the darkest clouds gathered silently.
‘good, I heard there is going to be a huge storm later.’ Isabella said
“Yeah, that’s later.” I smiled, Lighting shot from the cloud. “See you in a sec.” I stopped the call, as soon as I took it from my ear, the lighting struck it. It glowed blue, I dropped it and gasped as the light spread across a large area. I closed my eyes, I used my arm to shield them from the light.
“HEY!” A voice called, I gasped, opening my eyes weakily.
“Isabella?” I asked
“huh…Layla?” I sat up, beside me was a chibi girl with ginger hair.
“You have an irish accent…” I told her.
“You have a Scottish accent, and are ginger…” Isabella said.
“WHAT!” I gasped, looking around and saw a pond. Racing to it, I looked at my reflection. Sure enough, a green eyed, ginger chibi looked back. “I look like Emily Mclachlan…My hetalia oc for Scotland…” Isabella looked too.
“I look like my Ireland OC…” she laughed “Her names was Isabella Mcfly too.” I laughed too.
“But…why are we chibi like?” I asked “and why are we our He..”
“Ciao, what do we have here?” A voice said. We looked and gasped, behind us stood the Roman empire. He smiled kindly and knelt before us. “You must be new countries, si?”
“I-I…” I stammered. The roman empire smiled.
“Come with me children, my house is nearby.” He held out his hands, Isabella and I looked at each other, before taking his hands.
In the end, the roman empire ended up carrying us. I was silent looking at the scereny we passed, Isabella watched too with a smile.
“so, who are you children?” The roman empire asked
“er, I’m Ireland, that’s my cousin Scotland.” Isabella smiled
“Ireland and Scotland, you must be related to Britain.” The roman empire said.
“B-Britain?” Isabella asked
“He is working in my house currently; I conquered him not to long ago.” Roman Empire nodded
“Do we have to work for you, if he is related to us?” I asked, looking up at the roman empire.
“Not at all, you are new countries. Besides, I have a grandson you age.” Roman empire set them down at the door of his house, he opened the door.
“Grandpa Rome!” A voice called, Isabella and I gasped, Chibi Italy. Rome picked him up.
“Ah, Italy thank you for greeting us.” Rome smiled, Italy looked down.
“ciao!” He smiled at us, he got down and stood before me and Isabella. “I’m Italy.”
“I’m Scotland.” I smiled
“And I’m Ireland.” Isabella said.
“They will be staying with us Italy, care to show them around?” Rome asked
“Si, follow me.” Italy took mine and Isabella’s hands, and pulled us inside. We smiled at each other and gladly followed him.







