England x Reader Found Pt:1

England x Reader
This is my first fanfic. I'm not really into love stories, but I had an idea some people would enjoy.


You didn't know how you came to be here, all you knew was that you had set out from your island country on a boat to travel to another island for supplies. You knew you had been knocked out in the violent storm you came across during your trip, but that didn't explain how you ended up in this small room surrounded by people.

"Onhonhonhon…it looks like she is waking up!" chuckled a tall, long-haired blonde man with a French accent. His expression made you very uncomfortable.

"Ah. Good," commented a man with blonde, slicked back hair and a German accent. "We were wondering when you would. I am Germany, and that girl-man there is France." He nodded at France. "Can you tell us how you washed up here?"

"Hey! I am not a-"

"Shut up France, you're upsetting her!" Cried a British accent from somewhere in the back of the room. A man with blonde hair and humorously large eyebrows pushed past a sleeping brunette and a bored looking Italian. "You need to see if she can even understand us before you start yelling loudly. She could be completely oblivious to our intentions!" He looked over towards you, "Can you understand me?" You nodded, "Can you tell us who you are?"

"(Name)." you squeaked.

Two large caterpillars raised, "Pretty name." He murmured, "I'm England." He looked back to the others in the room, "They're other countries like me."

You nodded, "Like me."

"You're a country? Where?"

You shook your head because it was a secret(and because the author didn't want to explain it).

"Well, can you tell us what happened?"

You explained to him as much as you remembered, and he informed you that Sealand, the little boy sitting in a chair next to the bed you were lying in, had found you unconscious on the beach. Sealand had fetched the closest country he could find, America, to bring you inside.

"I'm your hero!" cried the afore-mentioned America.

"Oh, shut it, you bloody git!" yelled England before he turned back to you,
"__________,We're going to leave you here with Miss Hungary, she'll take good care of you. Hopefully, you can eat with all of us tonight at dinner." He grinned at you, then stood and helped Germany usher everyone out.

You grabbed little Sealand's hand before he left, "Please stay here and talk with me." You asked the young boy.

Sealand nodded and jumped back into his chair, "What do you want to know?" he said cheerfully.

"Where am I?"

"The UN unofficial headquarters." He replied.

You cocked your head to the side at that, "I didn't know there was an unofficial headquarters."

"It's hidden in the Bermuda Triangle, is why."

"Oh, shush!" said Miss Hungary, the kind looking woman England said would take care of you told Sealand, "Let her rest, she's been through a lot."

You shook your head, "Actually, I just needed some information. I'm feeling alright."

"Are you sure?"

You nodded, and started to get out of bed. Hungary shuffled off into a closet while you stood up and looked around. It was a small, cozy room with light brown walls and few furnishings. Hungary returned carrying clothes, causing you to look down at your own. Torn and stiff with salt, your clothes were a mess and definitely not salvageable.

You sighed, took the clothes and went to change.

---I can do clever timeskips too…See?----------------------------

You were glad that Hungary had given you jeans instead of a dress like she wore, grateful for the freedom of movement you had as Sealand showed you around the UN headquarters.

"…And here is the dining room." Sealand peaked into the room, "It looks like we arrived just in time!" He grabbed your arm and led you to a seat next to England before taking the seat on your other side.

England glanced over at you, "Feeling well?" he asked.

"Very. Thank you." You said quietly, Shy around strangers. You could talk to children because they don't care about how small your land was, but adults were different, it made you close up.

Throughout the meal, England and the larger countries stayed quiet while you politely answered many questions Sealand gave you. Once everyone had finished eating, you retreated to the room you awoke in and curled up to sleep.

-----Here we go again, time shift….i don't get them… I'll just use "***" instead….-------

You woke up the next morning to find Sealand knocking on your door. Answering it, you found the young boy sipping a milkshake and grinning.

"Miss Hungary sent me to help you out." He said, "Do you need anything?"

"Clothes? And where are the showers in this place?" You asked.

Sealand pointed to the closet, "Any clothes you need are in there, and the bathrooms are down the hall three doors on the left side."

"Thanks, I think that's all I need." You patted his head and received protest from the small boy, who retreated from the room quickly.

You went into the closet, grabbed some clothes (whatever you want, use your imaginations…you can do that, right? Good.), then went in search of the bathrooms.

When you found them, you showered and dressed. As you washed your face at the sink, you heard someone come in, since there was soap on your face, you couldn't see. You heard footsteps and then a hand on your back.

"Onhonhon… Bonjou---Oof!"

You elbowed him in the stomach just as his hand began sliding closer to your butt, and just as England entered the bathroom.

You wiped the soap off of your face to see France doubled over in pain as England yelled at him.

"Frog! You should know better than to touch a lady like that without permission!"

"Mais, Angleterre, _____________ est belle, est elle veux Moi!"

You knew some French, and you could say, with absolute certainty, that you did not want France, even if he thought of you as pretty. Apparently, it showed.

England grinned, "Judging by her expression, I'd think that she wouldn't ever want you, France." England chuckled as you nodded fervently, "I'd say that means I'm right?"

You smiled and looked at France, "Please, don't do that again." You said quietly before France left.

When France was gone, You looked up at England, "Thank you."

England shook his head, "You gave him quite the pop in the gut, I don't think I really did anything."

You extended your hand and he shook it.

The people here are very strange, you thought.
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I'll be writing more, but I can't for now.