2p England x Insane!Reader - Chapter 2 - purpose

It had been a long time since that incident when you were a mere child.Only 10.

You had just woken up from a long and tiresome night,baking...'cake' as you called it or whatever it was.

You sat up in your black bed with your hot pink comforter showered in black polka dots covering your body as you drank some...'strawberry' tea.

You were now 20 years old and known as the psycho path nicknamed "misfortune" in your case. No one knew your identity,They just thought you were plain old _______-chan.

The sweet girl sweeter than the word sweet itself who ran the cake shop known as "Biscotti-Chan" which in English was called "Cookie-Girl".

You were known to be dressed in lacy,frilly,and fluffy Lolita like dresses that were almost always black,white and purple which matched the color scheme of your Gothic yet cheery Lolita style cafe that almost always had customers that somehow left through your backdoor when they stayed late. Once you had completely butchered and packed up your victims into a cake you had set it in front of their doors,letting the public know that the person living in that particular flat was now cast on a spell by "misfortune".

The police had searched everywhere for any traces of where the deceased were before they were brutally murdered with their flesh barbarically torn off their bones as if some animal was feeding off of their carcasses.

You smiled viciously as you poured the glimmering purple liquid from the glass beaker into the flesh-like batter of your cakes with a giggle of a child.Though you seemed quite childish to others you were actually very mature and serious with a venomous glare that could terrify anyone with just one glance.

"______!! Get over here!" A familiar voice called out to you. You sighed with a pout and walked out from your bloody kitchen,making sure to close the purple door behind you.

There at the front of the counter were you extremely lovely friends from the 2p world in another dimension. Feli stood leaning against a purple wall twirling a silver knife in his hands, Elizabeta twirled around the room with 'strawberry jelly' dripping down her lips from a 'treat' she had earlier,Lovi staring at the glass of the pastry presentation to look at his reflection,Alfred with his baseball bat in a black bag dripping with blood which he claims to be Jelly like Eliza, And Arthur sitting down at one of the tables with his legs crossed reading one of the laced menus.

"What are you guys doing here" You pouted cutely at everyone as they stopped what they were doing and looked around swiftly.Feli lifted the closed sign and hung it at the door knob of the entrance and locked it whilst closing the blinds.The room became eerily dark as every one pulled out chairs,slouching in them comfortably."Cut the crap _____. Store's closed you got that?" Al spat at you,lowering his sunglasses so his red eyes could bore into yours.

You smirked."What's up Al?Screw one of your so called girlfriends and then killed er'?" You retorted."You askin for a fight princess?" He asked you with a smug grin as he began to slowly,menacingly walk toward you."Why not?Since you're so weak it'll be easy." You replied with a venomous glare between yawns and pulled out multiple knives between your fingers behind your back as ______ began to swirl in your normal ______ eyes.

"Whoa guys!Quit the sexual tension!" Eliza joked flashing a toothy grin and a thumbs up.You and Alfred blushed a deep red."S-SHUT UP ELIZA!IT'S NOT SEXUAL!GEEZ!" The two of you yelled simultaneously."Unless you want it to be~" He cooed in your ear as he lifts your chin to look up at him."In your dreams numb nuts." You reply blandly as he backs away with a grimace.

Your eyes scan the room with a bored expression until they land on a certain strawberry blond fellow with crazed blue eyes and they light up."Artie my dear have your eyes landed on something spectacular on my menu today?~" You shout cheerfully with wide eyes."No but yours certainly have." Feli teases as you turn around and flash him a scowl and he sticks his tongue out at you in return.

"Yes my Poppet Of course I have!~I always do!" He smiles revealing his pearly white teeth.You feel a soft blush creep up your cheeks slightly and smile brightly."And what would you like to order?~" You ask triumphantly at his praise in your cooking with your head held high and your back straightened as the fluffy ruffles in your dress bounce at your every movement.

He lifts his hand and picks up a strand of your hair,lightly kissing it and letting it fall back over your shoulders lightly. You feel the blush dusted on your cheeks turn into a deep crimson as his eyes probe into yours."I'll have some strawberry tea and some Liar a la mode please my lovely Misfortune." He answers in a tone so soft it almost seems as if he's whispering,possibly not even talking at all.

You smirk and kiss two of your fingers and laying them on his lips as if giving him an indirect kiss. You watch as a rich pink dusts his cheeks,The color of a strawberry."Coming right up!~" You smile,turning around abruptly and walking through the purple back door to the kitchen."Dayum,Those hips don't lie."Al laughs after you are ear shot away from the group."Shut up idiota.Artie over there is having a seizure." Feli commented watching Artie turn 40 shades red with a smirk.

"Shut up guys!~I'm skimming through some clothes I might look good in!" Lovino pouts and continues skimming through cosplay on his phone with his finger."How are you supposed to wear those!" Eliza shouts looming over from her chair to see the screen."They're not that bad are they?"Al asks with a now disgusted look on his face of fear."Yes,Al.They're THAT bad." Eliza retorts sarcastically."idiota Fratello. Don't embarrass yourself"Feli snarls throwing one of his blades past Eliza's head and into the wall sharply."Let me see." Artie comments as Eliza twists the screen to face Artie while still in Lovino's hands,somehow allowing it?Artie has a disgusted look of fear and sweat drops as a gloomy aura surrounds him."Those are absolutely...Gah...I don't even.."He begins,tripping on his words."Horrible?I know."Eliza and Al finish for him.

You walk through the door with a tray full of the sweets Artie had ordered."Here ya go Artie!~" You smile lightly setting down his cup of 'strawberry' tea on a small saucer and setting down a plate with his cake of 'liar' a la mode."Here's your liar!~I made sure to cut off every bit of flesh from his bones~" You laugh as he smiles brightly."I'm sure he'll be delicious dear~" He replies with a smile.

"____-CHAN!~Can you take my order!~" Eliza shouts cheerfully.You slide your way over to her table and take her order along with everyone else's until you hear the bell of your shop door opening and you quickly pull out your knives,grasping them between your finger and ready to aim.

The door opens revealing Matthew and Francis from the 2p dimension."Whoa there.Calm your tits and lower your aim _______.We're just here for some grub." Canada comments as he lowers his pitch black shades."HE came for food.I came for alcohol." France retorts at Matthew as he walks to the bar of your cafe."Why's it so dark in here?" Matthew asks in awe at the gloomy atmosphere and the eerie darkness."We're having a secret meeting for us insane people,duh!"Al shouts sarcastically.Matthew glares at him.

"______-chan!The usual please." He asks you from his seat."Do you want Liar pancakes or betrayer pancakes?" You ask holding a bloody butcher knife as you walk out the kitchen."Have any poacher?Lies and Betraying aren't really my taste." He replies."You should have brought one Mattie!Now I gotta look for one!and probably tear off it's flesh just for your pancakes!" You shout as Eliza's eyes brighten."I can help with the meat!" She shouts and practically flips her table along with her seat as she stands up abruptly.'Sure,why not." You reply uneasily."She races into the kitchen and starts searching,her nose doing the work.

"You women scare me sometimes."Al comments as You turn to face him from behind the counter."We try." You reply sarcastically."I wonder what your 2p would be like in our dimension." Francis asks sitting on a lace covered bar stool with his elbows resting on the table in front of him.His head braced between his hands as his fingers rub his temples.Your eyes widen at this question.

What would your 2p be like? 2p's are supposed to be opposites of originals right?So you would probably be weak.Maybe your 2p was already dead!But didn't your 2p change based off of the changes in your original?

Your mind was elsewhere until Eliza called you for the poacher flesh.You snapped back to reality and ran into the kitchen preparing everyone's orders and came out with Eliza following you closely behind.You delivered everyone their orders and went to the bar to help Francis."What can I get ya' Francis?"You asked with a smile."Your so called 'wine' please."He scowls with a low growl"I'll give you real wine if you tell me what's up!"You whisper to him as his eyes open up drowsily just a bit."Fine." He sighs losing his lightened up expression.

TO BE CONTINUED ON CHAPTER NUMBER 3