Cosplaween 【Hetalia】《Pt. 1》
This is for Shepakat whom helped inspire this oneshot! Even though it just the first part, but still!!
Halloween was tomorrow and the G8 were still debating on who they were going to be. America said he was going to be Jason, but he was Jason every year, and he got bored of it. England didn't want to be a wizard anymore and the costume had lost its luster. Canada couldn't think of a costume to where that could hopefully get him noticed and the bubbly north Italy wanted to dress up in a partner costume with Germany.
Japan, on the other hand, already figured out who he was going to be. He did it months ago and worked everyday on his cosplay as Ken Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul, he was going as anteku kaneki and he couldn't find the right uniform. So he made his own. The Japanese man looked amongst his peers and thought, 'what if they cosplayed as some anime characters? Some of them do have the traits for it...' And that's what he did.
He wrote everyone's names down on a piece of paper and thought of characters for them. They ranged from Sailor moon to Attack on Titan, even some vocaloid. Once he was done, he looked over the list one more time before deciding to tell everyone his idea. Then he just realized something. They're in his country. Close to his house that's filled with cosplay, of the best quality, and Halloween is literally tomorrow.
Japan almost yelled out in joy of how everything was coming into play.
Standing up, he got the attention of everyone. "Excuse me, everybody?" He said and they all turned to look at him. "I think I have a sorution to our harroween predicament."
"What is it?" England asked
"What if I dressed you up in cospray from anime characters that you rook rike?" Japan asked. Everyone looked at each other, having a silent discussion of the idea. America turned to Japan, "sure! Do we go to your house today or tomorrow?"
"How about some today and others tomorrow? Spain, America, Russia, Romano,England, and Prussia come later today around Five? I need to get everything ready so that way when you come, it wirr be easier to dress you," Japan said and looked at his watch. "It is time to go, the meeting is over."
.~*Time skip to later that day*~.
Spain
Spain was the first to be asked to go to Japan's house. He had never seen the Asian nations house, sure he's heard of it and kinda wanted to see it. Now that he's here, he's a bit surprised at how modest it looked. The low wood room and rice paper doors. Walking up to the door he knocked on it and waited.
He hopes it wouldn't take long, he's missing valuable time with his Romano, but at the same time he needed help with his costume. So the situation was bittersweet.
Japan opened the door and told him to take his shoes off before going inside. Doing what he was told, he walked in and saw a bunch of costumes scattered around the floor. One had a lawnmower another a bright blue scarf. Even a top hat and a tuxedo. Spain decided not to question his friend about who was going to be who, he was told to keep his character a secret. The brunette asked Japan who he was going to be, to which Japan replied with, "Someone who yerrs a rot."
Japan told Spain to take his shirt off and to put on the dark beige colored one he handed it to him. The shirt was a bit itchy, but he got used to it. The sleeves were long and went down to his wrist. Next was the white pants and gear that went around his whole body. Leather straps went up his legs and around his torso. After that he put on dark brown, knee-high, boots that covered the front but not the back of the knee. Upon asking Japan, Japan answered saying that in the anime it protects the shins from heat and damage.
One of the last few things were these two long rectangular boxes that had what appeared to be blades in them. Japan attached one box to each side of him and a small cylinder to the back above his spectacular butt once that was done Japan gave him a necklace with a key on it and a light tan jacket. On the back of the jacket was this symbol of two wings. One was white the other a dark blue over an upside down gray pentagon.
When that was all done, Japan told him how to take off and put on the blade holders at his sides so that way it would be easier to move in. Spain looked in the mirror that was propped up against the wall and saw how he looked like the character on the picture next to the mirror. Everything was the same between the Spaniard and the character, from the dark brown wavy hair to the bright green eyes.
"Amigo, who's this?" Spain asked pointing to the picture.
"Oh! That is Eren Jëgar, he's from attack on titan," Japan said smiling. "He rooks so much rike you that it was the first person to come to my mind when I was thinking for you."
"Cool! Can I go to the hotel now? I'm supposed to wake Roma from his siesta in a couple of minutes other wise he's sleep through dinner," Spain said.
"Ok, when you go back can you get Russia to come?" Japan asked.
"¡Claro que sí!" Spain said getting dressed in his normal attire. "and gracias for the costume!"
"No probrem," Japan said as he watched Spain leave his house with the bag of clothes.
Russia
Russia walked the path to the front of his Japanese friend's house, remembering when he wanted to be friends with him. The quite of the small forest around the house and the little pond gave the area a rural feel, something that was only achievable in the outskirts of the cities. A soft fall breeze swept through the leaves and rustled them and Russia's scarf. He wonders how Japan was going to include a scarf into his costume? There has to be at least one character in the whole world of anime with a scarf, right? Lucky for him there was.
Russia reached the front of the house and sat down on the wood floor to take his shoes off before entering. When that was finished he knocked on the door and was quickly greeted by the short Japanese man in his dark cyan kimono. Russia was let inside and was told to take his jacket off and the scarf as well. He froze for a second questioning his trust in the Asian nation, but was relieved when he was presented with a white jacket similar to his, a pair of white pants, and a blue scarf.
Tacking the clothes and changing into them, Japan started to work on his hair. It wouldn't take long to dye it or do the hair color spray seeing as Russia's hair was silver anyway. Seeing as it'll look better with the dye, Japan started on that. Making sure to be extra careful not to dirty the costume. After doing the main part of the process, Russia was told to go wait on the other side of the house while America was here so that way he wouldn't find out his costume.
America
America skipped happily to his anime buddy's house. A bright smile adorned his face when he took his shoes off and waited at the door. A million thoughts were going through his head. Who was he going to be? What was he going to be? Would he be a hero? Or a villain? Maybe and anti-villain! Like Batman! Caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice Japan open the door to let him in, nor did he notice when he had to change into the black and white suit.
Coming out of his daydream, he did as ordered and put the suit on. As he was buttoning up the buttons on his shirt, he realized that at any moment in this outfit, hitman could come out. The psychotic killer with a twisted dark humor that likes to kill for the heck of it wears a black and white suit with suspenders and a bow tie. Not that different from what he was wearing now. Shivering at the thought of his alternate self, he finishes tying the tie as he looks in the mirror.
The sharp clean cuts and edges of the black jacket above the white button up was always America favorite part of wearing a suit. It made him look more mature and kinda like James Bond. He could also add some cuff buttons and a pocket protector to look like a rich businessman if he wanted to. Also, it reminded him of the twenties. One of his favorite eras.
Walking out of the room, Japan blushed ever so slightly at America but quickly waved it off as he gave him dark neon green prescription contacts. America wondered how he got prescribed contacts, but didn't ask. He went to the restroom and took Texas off and placed the cold flimsy lenses on his eyeball. When he finished putting it on and he looked in the mirror, the character in the mirror was so familiar but he couldn't place his finger on it.
Going back to the living room, America was handed a pair of thick black pentagonal glasses and a red lawnmower. He questioned the accessories, confused as to why he was given them. Then it clicked. He ran to the nearest mirror to see whom he was. He was Ronald knocks! One of the grim reapers from Black Butler.
He couldn't believe that he didn't know sooner. Especially since he looked exactly like him. From the body figure to the price of gravity defying price of hair. He was astonished.
America thanked japan saying that he was going to pay him back one day, he left with the costume.
Back with Russia
After America left, Russia was told to take a shower. Confused, Russia asked why? Japan explained that he needed to wash the excess dye out of it so that way it won't hurt or damage his hair. Agreeing to do so, Russia's took his clothes to the restroom and took a shower. He watched as the bright blue dye trickled down his pale skin and onto the tub floor before going into the drain. When he was done he dried himself with a towel and got dressed, making sure his hair was dry and wasn't dripping a blue water everywhere. After the hair had dried he packed the clothes in a bag and took them with to the hotel with him.
Prussia
Prussia waited outside the house talking to Gilbird about his ideas for who he was going to be. There was a lot of white haired, red eyed anime protagonists in the anime world. Like himself. As he thought of the different characters, gilbird flew around looking at all the trees and the quite woodland noise. It sounded strange to him. Sure he's heard the other birds chirping from the forest and trees in Germany, but here, the birds were more mature and were a little bit rude.
The door that Prussia was leaning on opened and down came the albino. His back and his head hit the floor hard and would probably hurt for a couple of hours. Sitting up he rubbed his head and walked inside, Gilbird trailing behind. Looking around the room, Prussia already saw who he was going to be.
A white leather jacket with a black long sleeves. Black pants and some converse were so in the small pile, and a white long ponytail extension. Quickly gravity the clothes he got dressed and sat down for the extensions to be added to his hair. Japan styled the hair a little bit and pulled the long hairs in the back into a tiny ponytail. Then grabbing the extension, he clipped it to it and adjusted it so it looked natural. It didn't take long for the silvery white fake hair was the same color as Prussia's real hair, so it was easy.
When he finished Prussia grabbed the hand mirror close to him and looked in it, seeing the similarities between him and the MysticMessenger character he just so coincidentally looked like. Smiling widely, he thanked japan, took the clothes he went there with and left.
Romano
Romano grumpily knocked on the door for his younger brothers friend. He was unfortunately dragged into the cosplay thing when Italy gave him the puppy dog eyes, and frankly, no one could resist the puppy dog eyes. So he agreed. Hopefully he didn't get someone whom smiled a lot, Romano doesn't do that quite often. But luckily japan had an character that fit Romano's needs perfectly.
When Romano was let on he was told to put on light gray button up and white pants. He took the clothes and put them on then went back into the living room, Japan grabbed this set of straps and helped him get in. It took about twenty minutes to get Romano in the straps, normally it only would take about thirteen but Romano kept getting confused and stuck. And when he finally got in it took about ten minutes to get the caravat and jacket on. Along with the maneuvering gear and boots (because Romano was being a brat and waited till the end to put the shoes on).
After everything was put on and strapped down onto Romano's body, he looked so grumpy, grumpy cat wasn't grumpy compared to him. His arms grossed around his chest, and an irritated look plastered on his face as he looked at himself in the mirror. Romano couldn't tell who he was, he didn't like anime nor did he watch it. But when japan put a picture of a character who wore the same clothes next to the mirror, he could see why japan chose to put him in that costume.
England
The last to visit japan that day was England. He was surprised that japan knew of a character that had eyebrows big like him, that or he could use magic to make his smaller. Either way, England couldn't wait to see what character he was going to be.
When he stepped inside the place looked like a mess. Costumes were everywhere. Some in a sad pile in one corner, hanging from the beams on the ceiling. A few jackets and capes and other thing was strewn from wall to wall, along other weapons. Like keys to half a pair of scissors, some were staffs and others were pink heart scepters? England was in awe of it all. How had japan kept all of this away and have no one see any of it.
(author is lazy to describe England's clothes cause it's basically the same as Romano's and Spain's)
After he was for getting dressed he immediately knew who he was. Turning to japan, he asked, " am I Erwin smith from attack on Titan?"
"Yes," Japan said. "It was quite hard to find a character to accommodate your eyebrows.
"Then I remembered Erwin and I knew that it was the perfect person"
"Aww, thank you japan," England said still looking at himself. "Who else needs a costume?"
"Itary, Germany, France, and Canada," he answered.
"Whose America going to be?"
"That is a secret," Japan smiled.
"Anyway, thank you for the costume, after Halloween I suppose I should give it back correct?" England asked.
"You can keep it, I have to many cosplay items anyway," Japan answered.
"Ah! Thank you, again," England said walking back to the room to get dressed. When he left he said another thank you and said good bye till tomorrow.
Words: 2667
Published: 10/31/17
Time: 4:34
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