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Hetalia x Reader: Snowbirds (Scotland)

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Published: Feb 7, 2014

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I saw four boys standing on a table. I quickly blushed as my eyes met with a true redhead. His green eyes sparkled with mischief before being averted to the two other redheads, although they didn’t have as vibrant red hair as him. The other two were holding Arthur in a choker hold and laughing.
“Leave, Arthur alone!” I yelled before getting up on the table.
“Ayeeee~ lassy~” One of them slurred, that’s when I noticed the familiar scent of alcohol. I took a breath before trying to pry the two nations off of the Brit. Finally when I did free him I accidently fell backwards and off the table. I shut my eyes and braced for the impact that never came. I popped one eye open to meet those emerald irises.
“Aye, lass. Ye okay?” I blushed and the Scotsman put me down and I pushed a (h/c) lock out of my face.
“Y-Yeah… thanks.”
“(Y-Y/n)!- Gah!” I heard England choke out. I looked back to see the other two teaming up.
“Oh, come on guys! Seriously?!” I screamed before tackling one of them. We wrestled on the floor before I finally gave the punch that sent the drunk to pass out. I sighed and pushed him off of me. “You wanna help or…?” I asked to the shocked redheaded Scot. He just chuckled and drank more whiskey.
“I think you got this.” After a good two minutes of wrestling the other tormentor and knocking him unconscious I brushed the dust from my shoulders and helped England up.
“Are you alright?” I asked.
“Of course I’m not alright you bloody wanker! I was just pushed around by my older brothers!” He yelled at me.
“Leave the lass alone; least she can fight.” Scotland said.
“You are so immature! I’d rather spend time with France than you!”
“Ohonhonhon!~” Suddenly Francis was pulling Arthur away as the Brit kicked and cursed at his choice of words.
“Ye got a name, lassie?” I turned to Arthur’s older brother.
“Y-Yeah, (Y/n).”
“That’s a cool name… But ye are a cool lass so it’s only fittin’.” He said looking around bored. I, however was blushing madly.
“... And yours?”
“Allistor. I’m Arthur’s oldest brother.” He said. “Ye know for a beauty like ye you sure do pack a punch.”
“Yeah, well… lots of practice I guess.” I mumbled embarrassed.
“Yeah… how ‘bout we go out sometime and test your strength?”
“Excuse me?” I asked shocked.
“I cause a bit of trouble… it’s nice to have a lass who can hold her own around instead of the show ponies.” He explained. I was shocked but happy. Allistor was pretty handsome and he seemed like a lot of fun. “So, what d’ ye say?”
“Alright. You got a pen?” He nodded and gave me the utensil. I pulled out a spare piece of paper and wrote my number. “Here, call me when you want to get in trouble.” Allistor chuckled a bit as I walked away.
“Might not be too long lassie!” He shouted after me. I rolled my eyes and walked out the door.
RING!
“Hello?”
“Aye, I got a fight.”
“SERIOUSLY?! ALREADY?!” I yelled.
“Just kiddin’ but I’m going to a bar to go start one. You in?”
“Yeah.”