"Arthur!" The chief called out from his office.
"Yes sir?" the Britt came in to the room, only to be faced with an American man.
"This is Alfred F. Jones, and he's our new undercover cop," the chief started, "you are to teach him every thing about the mission and get him a body guard job with in the family."
"Yes sir," Arthur looked at the younger man, "hello Alfred, i'm Arthur. Please come with me.." he checked his watch, "oh bloody hell we're late! I'll explain on the way come with me!"
"Sure thing dude!" Alfred laughed and followed Arthur out of the room and to the locker room. "So what's with this 'family' is it like the mob or something?"
"Yes, actually it is," Arthur opened his locker and grabbed a hanger with some clothes covered in a plastic bag, the then grabbed a shoe box.
"You mean the mob?! Like Alcapon and people like that?!" Alfred yelled.
"Yes now keep your bloody voice down! Your under cover name is Jason, and my under cover name is Oliver, do you have any civilian clothing with you or do we have to go to your place to get some?" Arthur walked past him and Alfred followed him.
"I have regular clothes in my locker why?"
"Get them and follow me, quickly!" Alfred does what he says and ran after him.
"Why are you in such a hurry dude!?"
"If you are as good as they say you are this shouldn't be a problem for you, Alfred." Arthur looked back at him, "and this is your persona. Become this person and you are this person from now on." Arthur handed Alfred a file, walked out side and to his cop car. The younger man followed him.
"You need to hurry up and read that file while we get to your place," Arthur pulled out of the police station and drove to his own house.
"Hey i thought we were going to my house," Alfred looked confused.
"Change of plan.. you are going to get changed at my place," he got out of the car and ran inside Alfred followed him quickly.
"Why'd you park behind your house?"
"To hide that i'm a cop, you bloody git," Arthur went to his bathroom and quickly changed into a suit and the shoes. "When we get there you stay quiet and let me do the talking ok, poppet?" He put in some light blue contacts and put on a light blond wig, he then took an eye liner pencil and gave him self freckles. "Now we need to make you look like your persona.." Arthur took the file from him and read it. "I'm going to show you how to look this way, and don't fucking forget it!" He grabbed some red contacts and a redish brown wig and a pare of red sunglasses.
"Put these on now," Arthur grabbed some dark foundation, "this is water proof and it doesn't come off easily, cover your arms, legs, and face with this stuff. We can't let them know your faking, or else they will kill you."
Alfred gulped and did what he said.
"There you go, Jason! And make sure you act like your persona even if it means becoming a whole new person. We can't afford to have either of us dying!" Arthur said fixing his pink tie.
"So who is this 'family'?" Alfred asked putting the contacts in his eyes.
"The Vargas family."
"As in one of the most feared mafia in all the world...?"
"Poppet.." Arthur giggled, "no cursing!"
"Sorry.. some times i lose my self with being Oliver.." Arthur said grabbing his kitchen knife. "And you need to become Jason, love."
Arthur walked over to the door and looked back at him.
"Ready poppet?" Alfred just nodded and followed Arthur out the door and to his car. Once inside, Oliver started the car and drove on to the road.
"Lovino, and Feliciano Vargas share the role of the Don. Both of them are cruel, but Lovino is worse than Feliciano. So the one who's mainly in charge is Lovino. Now tell me, who is the one person that the don loves more than anything else?" Oliver glanced over at Jason.
"Good guess but he doesn't have a daughter yet," Oliver giggled.
"His mother?" Jason looked at him.
"His mother's dead love," he frowned.
"His fucking son then," Jason growled.
Oliver just sighed and shook his head, "he doesn't have a son yet either, and the answer i was looking for was his wife, love."
"So he has a fucking cu--" *SLAP!!* "the fuck was that for?!"
"You can curse all you want but just don't say that c-word around (Y/n), you fucking idiot!! She will get Lovino to kill you!" Oliver glared at him.
"Ok! Ok! I wont say that word!" Jason rubbed his cheek, "fuck that hurt.."
Oliver pulled into a long drive way, stopped and rolled down his window. He typed in a code and drove through the gate when it opened, then it shut automatically when he drove through. He parked in the back with some other cars and got out.
"Don't say anything unless they talk to you," Oliver looked at Jason and he nodded.
"Ve! Oliver! What-a took you so long! Big brother is-a getting angry and-- who-a is-a that?" A man with orange-ish brown hair with a strange curl sticking out the side of his head walked up to them.
"This is my younger brother Jason! I figured that since there is some stuff going on between the families, Lovino would want some more protection for Ms. (Y/n)," Oliver smiled and the man just nodded.
"I-a think that's-a great idea! I-a sure Lovi would-a love that! I'm Feliciano Vargas! It's-a nice to meet you, Jason!" He walked into the large mansion and Jason followed Oliver.
"This place is fucking huge!" Jason yelled.
"Feli! Where-a is Oliver!" A man walked down stairs and glared at Jason. "Oliver! Who is-a this bastardo?! And-a why are you-a late!?"
"I'm sorry, poppet, but this is my younger brother, Jason, he needs a job and I figured that since there is some stuff going on between the families, (Y/n) wound need more protection," Oliver smiled.
"You are right, but can-a i-a trust him?" Lovino looked Jason over and looked at Oliver.
"He's my younger brother, poppet! If he doesn't do anything the way you like i can always deal with him my self." Oliver smiled.
"Ve.. Big brother, (Y/n) has been feeling more venerable since the Honda family almost kidnapped her," Feliciano frowned.
"Yeah dude! (Y/n) will be safer with me around!" Jason smirked.
"Only if-a (Y/n) feels like she can-a trust him," Lovino walked back up stairs and Feli followed him.
"Oh crap.." Oliver muttered to him self.
"What?" Jason looked at his 'older brother'.
"(Y/n) barely even trusts me! And i'm her body guard!" Oliver gulped.
"Is that a bad thing?"
"I've been her body guard for the past two years, love," Oliver looked at the top of the stairs. Jason looked up also and his jaw dropped. In front of him was a beautiful young woman with (h/l) (h/c) and sparkling (e/c) eyes.
"Jason, this is (Y/n) Vargas," Oliver smiled.
Sorry if this is alittle too long.
To clear up some confusion. I used their 2Ps as their cover.
And i will use their 2P names when they are undercover and when they are on the job. When they are not on the job or under cover i will use their regular names.
I own nothing but the plot and if this is like someone elses story(s) i am sorry but i make it all up as i go.
Hetalia belongs to who ever made it.
You belong to Romano.
Oliver/Arthur and Jason/Alfred belong to the Vargas family.