First Week (2P Hetalia x Reader)

“Today’s act will be featuring ______, our newest little addition to our troupe,” You opened your eyes and stood up. You realized you were in a black and white circus tent and about thirty feet in the air. You eyes widened. How did you get up here again? All you remembered was eating something delicious that Artie gave you after supper and then you felt tired, really tired…weak then everything went…he drugged you! You stared at her outfit. You were in a (favorite color) acrobat dress. You were about thirty feet in the air and the only thing in front of you was a metal plank, connected to another crow’s nest. Artie was dressed like a sadistic cross between the Mad Hatter and Willy Wonka but in his prominent pink and blue colors. You glared down at him as he continued, “Tonight is her first performance ever and it will involve a battle to the death. She has to walk the plank walk across to the other side safely but she has to be care for if she falls, our Kumajiro is ready to pounce,”

You looked down to see a large while wolf growling at you from below. You turned pale.

“But that’s not all. The Knife Thrower is going to make it difficult by making sure our young, fresh heroine falls to her death,”

You looked down to see Feliciano grinning up at you with his ammunition of knives ready. You felt something drop to the pit of your stomach. You looked around, you had no other way of getting down. You swallowed the lump in your throat started across the plank, using your hands for balance. It wasn’t too bad…all you had to do was not think of falling…or the height…or the wolf waiting to devour you. You started to calm down a bit when suddenly you heard the sound wind breaking and you ducked in time. Feliciano started with the knives. You quickly ducked and dodged and tried to get across faster, trying in vain to keep your footing. Now things were getting difficult. You heard the crowd cheering. Sadists. Damn them…damn this circus and that Ringmaster…damn him too! He did this to you! You managed to dodge another knife but failed to see the second one and it sliced across your arm. You yelped and grabbed your arm as the crimson, warm liquid poured. You realized that most of the knives were attached with ropes. Feliciano takes the blade and licks the blood off. It was then you knew this was no ordinary circus, this was no ordinary man running it, and you can never leave here. You were half way across when a leather whip tied around your wrist and it yanked. You fell off balanced and quickly grabbed onto the plank. Kiku was on the plank. He smirks and pulled your arm harder. You could feel your grip slipping. You quickly made a grab for an approaching knife and cut the whip. Thankfully the knives were sharp. The crowd went wild.

“Oh my, our little star is resourceful, isn't she?” said Artie smiling darkly, “Let’s see how much other she can survive?”

You managed to get both hands on the plank with difficulty and it didn’t help that Kiku used the whip on hands. You winced and could feel your knuckles bleeding but you hung on for dear life. You decided to do a drastic move and swung your legs backwards and grabs onto the plank with your legs lifts yourself over onto the plank. Kiku watched with interest as you stood up, back on balance. You started at him. He was cracked the whip again. You slowly stepped back and was nicked in the ear by another knife. This was insane. You had no idea how you were going to survive this much longer. He raised his whip to strike but stopped. He said nothing but knelt down and held onto the plank. This was odd. Then the plank started to shake. You stumbled and lost your footing. You found yourself once again hanging on the plank. Lutz was on the other end with a large sledgehammer and was striking the plank. When the vibration stopped, Kiku resumed his attacks. Now you had to keep an eye on your front, back, and rear, in case Lutz struck again. This made the crowd go wild. Your heart was pounding out of your chest.

“Maybe when we call practice again, you’ll show up, bella,” Feliciano called out. Your memory flashed to a few days ago. You remembered running and hiding from the troupe for days. The only time felt at peace was when you hid at Artie’s place. Even though it was his fault you were here, he was the only one you kind of trusted. You remembered that they invited you to a rehearsal; it was for all troupe members. As far as you were concerned, you weren’t one of them, you couldn’t be one of them! You were their captive, not teammate. You mentally yelled at yourself. Now you had to get out of this one. You would rather take your chances with the wolf, until you realized, you can’t die, you were immortal, like them.

“Come on _________-chan,” said Kiku smirking and whipping you, “Fall,”

“Come on Kätzchen, Fall!”

“Fall, bella!”

“Fall! Fall! Fall! Fall! Fall! Fall!” chanted the audience. Feliciano whistled to his two partners. They nodded. Lutz slammed hard on the plank just as Kiku hits you with the whip. You fell but before you could grab onto the plank, Feliciano’s knife sliced through your hand. Then everything happened in slow motion. You fell but by sure luck, away from Kumajiro. You landed on the trampoline. Thanks to physics, you shot back up again. You grabbed the plank, away from Kiku, closer to Lutz, he was just as stunned as you climbed back on it and stood up.  The crowd went wild.  You glared at him.

“Move,” he smirked and moved back. You walked to the crow’s nest and grabbed on the rail for balance. The audience applauded. Your heart was pounding, you were sweating and you weren’t sure you would ever be able to move from that spot again. But something made you take a bow…

***
After the performance, you went to Artie’s place and burrowed in the blankets of the bed he gave you. You shook like a leaf until he came in.

“Poppet you were amazing today!” he said smiling.

“YOU JERK! I almost died today!”  you glared.

“You should have come to practice like you told you to, my dear. It’s your own fault. However, that was a great performance,”

“That’s because I was surviving!”

“Exactly,”

“It said troupe members!”

“Oh silly little kitty, you ARE a part of the troupe! You’ll get the hang of it soon enough. I hope those three brutes weren’t too brutal on you,” you glared. He’s actually asking you that.

“You didn’t have to drug me,”

“It was necessary. I’m sorry,” he kissed your forehead. He had a genuine look of sympathy on his face, “Join me for supper? I know you’re hungry. I have your favorite, (favorite meal). I promise, there’s nothing in it that will harm or drug you,” he held out his hand. You cautious took it as he guided you downstairs, “Poppet, I promised you that you would be happy here but you need to know how things work, so I’ll show you about. Don’t worry; you have eternity to get the hang of it! Just relax for now. We have a long way to go,”