Title: Stars Are Magical

Rating: T for language

Beta: Mad hatter girl122 and Animeloveramy

Warnings: language. And if you have a particular dislike of OC's.

Disclaimer: neither of us own Hetalia.

Summary: …make a wish and it has to come true! As two girls find out after a night of wishing when the Hetalia characters arrive to make their days just that little bit brighter. But now they're here, how are they supposed to get home again?

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Sabrina's story

I stared at Amy hoping that she wasn't going to say what I think she's going to say.
I was hoping, praying slightly to the God that I don't believe in, that it wasn't going to be what I thought it was going to be.

"Isn't it obvious?" Rebecca questioned.

I turned to look at her with a confused face, what was she talking about?

"We party of course!" She said and then laughed.

I grinned also, why didn't I think of that?

"No," said England, we turned to face him. He had a stern determined look on his face, his green eyes looked at all of us and my heart plummeted to the pit of my stomach. I knew what he was going to say. "We need to find a way home," he finished bluntly.

"But Arthur, how are you guys going to find a way home? You don't even know fully what went wrong and I'll be damned to wait for another shooting star to wish you home," I replied standing up to face him. I had to look up at him; damn me being small. "This is just starting to get fun and I don't know the next time I'll see a shooting star. It might be twenty years time."

"I don't know how the hell we get home; I don't know what went wrong with the spell. It was supposed to be a protection spell, so how it transported us here,
I don't know that either. All I do know is that we need to go home. This isn't about you having fun; this is about getting us back to our own time and world." He crossed his arms after his lecture like speech and his eyebrows creased together even more.

"Well if it was a spell that got you here, then wouldn't it be a spell that would get you home?" Amy asked from the sidelines. England turned to look at her thoughtfully.

"Well that sounds reasonable. If we find books on spells and find a spell that could get us home again," he said, looking down at the ground to think about what was said.

"That is possible, but it's nearly summer. Arthur, let's not focus on just getting you home. Stay for a while," Amy spoke up again.

"Yeah!" I joined in and started to do a puppy dog eyes look, my bottom lip sticking out.

"Ve, come on Britain!" Italy also joined us.

"Angleterre, I think you lost," France said as he came up behind Arthur and put his hand on his shoulder.

"He's right Arthur; against these two, you'll lose," Thomas said from Amy's side.

England looked at us, while shrugging off France's hand. He looked at us one at a time, from Italy, to me, to America and then at Amy. He closed his eyes and sighed.

"Fine," he said.

"YES! Thank you Arthur!" Me, Italy and America yelled, although America yelled "Artie" instead. I hugged him really quickly, and as soon as I let go of him I was giving the others high fives.

"Sabrina, calm down," Thomas said as he put his hands on my shoulders to try and stop me from bouncing up and down on the spot, it didn't work. I suddenly stopped jumping and turned to everyone else.

"So what shall we do now?" I asked, turning to Amy. "Surely you have a plan on what to do next Amy? You didn't come all this way to Peterborough for nothing, right?"

"Actually, we came up to do some shopping," she said, smiling at me.

So I smiled back. "Right then, let's go shopping!"

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Amy's story

"What, again? Seriously?" America wined as everyone began to get up from the grass, brushing themselves off as they did so.

"Oh, stop winging Am-Alfred! Act your age or go someplace where no one can hear you. Lord knows the former is too hard for you," England bit back, a scowl on his face as he took in the American's pouting expression.

"That was cruel Iggy!"

"Shut up bastardo, I want to go shopping damn it!"

"Sorry Alfred," Sabrina apologised with a sheepish look. "If you really want, we can split up and those who want to go shopping can go with Amy, and those who don't can go with me?"

Looking at her, I could see the conflicting emotions. She really wanted to go shopping again, if only to get to know this knew lot of Hetalia cast. Apparently Tom noticed too.

"How about, you go with the shopping group Sabrina, and Rebecca and I will go with the other group? Assuming you don't mind of course?" he then asked Rebecca. She smiled and shook her head.

"Nah, I've had enough shopping for the day."

Sabrina's face split into a wide grin and she threw her arms around Tom's neck. "Thank you so much!"

Tom chuckled and they split apart, him moving over to where Rebecca stood while Sabrina came over to stand beside me.

"Right, so, shopping people over here, any other over there," I announced, watching as the group split themselves almost into the groups they had arrived in. The only differences were that both North Italy and, through no real choice of his own, Germany had joined the shopping group.

And so we were off, wandering back into the shopping centre itself and heading straight for the nearest men's clothes shop. When inside, the group began to split up slightly. While Italy and Germany stayed with Sabrina, who was admiring a rather nice looking jacket with Japan, both England, Russia and Prussia had gone off on their own. I was currently flicking through some men's shirts with Romano, the south Italian making faces at each one that passed. I was strangely unsurprised to see that none of them were good faces, yet all were strangely flattering. On him.

Yeah, mental smack round the face time.

"You know, you can't be too fussy right? This isn't, like, London. There wont' be any designer makes, and I wouldn't be able to afford them anyway."

He looked up at me with a blank expression before sighing slightly and leaning against the rail, giving his attention to me now instead of the shirts that hung on said rail. The silence was beginning to unnerve me and I looked down before looking back up as Romano spoke.

"I know that. I wasn't looking for something designer, I was looking for something I liked," he paused. "Are there any you like?"

His question was quiet and it made me raise an eyebrow at him slightly, smiling at his reddening cheeks. Humming lightly, I walked over to one of the other railings before grabbing an emerald green shirt from where it was hiding behind a rather ugly looking black and grey striped. I ran my eyes up and down it for a moment before testing the fabric under my fingers and nodding. Then I turned back to Romano and held it up to him.

His expression was cautious as he took the hanger from me, running a hand down the sleeve and turning it to see the back. "Soft," he muttered, before nodding as well. "Seen any trousers you like?" he asked me, tone taking on an impressed feel to it. I grinned.

"Let's go have a look shall we?"

After finding a pair of black skinny jeans, I sent him off to the changing rooms before meandering over to where Prussia was eyeing some logo T-shirts.

"Found anything you like?" I asked, causing him to jump before letting out many German expletives in such a tone it caught passer by's attentions even if his words didn't. I grimaced slightly as I recognised some of the words. "Sorry."

He took a deep breath before turning his bright red eyes on me.

"You scared me half to death…" he muttered before his usual large grin split across his face again. "But in answer to your question, ja, I have found a couple I like. Namely this one," he told me, holding up a black T-shirt with the words 'I am totally awesome'. I laughed before nodding. It certainly suited him.

"I like it."

Prussia scoffed, grin still in place. "Of course you do, the awesome me chose it!"

"Sure, sure," I replied, waving him off with a grin. "What about trousers?"

Prussia paused for a moment, eyeing the rail across the way that held different coloured skinny jeans. He motioned me to follow him as he made his way over to them, flicking through them curiously. Finally, he pulled out a white pair that had a small black pattern on the back pockets.

"They look pretty cool," I told him, causing him to grin.

"Of course they do!"

He said nothing more before asking me where the changing rooms were. I smiled slightly.

"I'll show you."

So we made our way to the changing room. I directed him to the male side, deciding this time to wait outside. It wasn't long before Romano walked out, the shirt and jeans clutched in his hands. I grinned when he kept hold of them instead of giving them to the attendant. He must have liked them.

"They fit then?" I asked him, catching him by surprise.

"Yeah," he replied, sitting next to me on the bench like seat outside the changing rooms. "Were you waiting for me?"

I shook my head. "No, Gilbert just went in. Seeing you come out was just a bonus."

He snorted, but there was a small smile curling the edge of his lips. We sat there in silence until Prussia returned, him too clutching at his clothes. He was followed by a slightly irked looking England who gave the attendant three of the four shirts he had taken in and one of the pair of trousers. Other than that, he held a green pullover, white shirt and black trousers.

Looking around I spotted a loose basket, motioning for them to put their items into it before gesturing for them to follow me.

It was shoe time.

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Dear readers,

I'm really sorry for the wait. Its all my fault, but with everything else that was happening and all the others stories I've been doing I kept forgetting about this…either way, its here now. I hope you like it :D

Animeloveramy