"Oh! Written in the stars, a million miles away, a message to the main, ooooh!" I sang. I was on my laptop in my flippin' awesome bedroom at my house. Well, technically it was Whitney's house. But I live in it too.

You probably have no clue about anything right now. Hah, well, my name is Cassi. I am random and get hyper, but when I'm around strangers I'm all shy and mature. I have long dark brown hair and brown eyes. I am fifteen years old, in tenth grade, and am CHEEZED AT MY SCHOOL for the reason that the TWO YEARS IN A ROW I have signed up for art, they don't put me in it. But other than that, it's not that bad, 'specially since I only have one week of it left, then it's spring break!

Well, I don't cuss. Neither does my friend I mentioned earlier, Whitney. She's nineteen and let me live in her mansion as a house mate... Well, it's not a mansion, but it is a really nice house. I just call it that to save time. There's two floors, but I don't feel like doing a huge description of everything. The living room, kitchen and bedrooms are huge though. I get my own room! Anyway, Whitney's a lot more mature than me, but that doesn't mean she doesn't act like a spazz sometimes. Okay, a little more than sometimes. She has lighter brown hair and greenish blue eyes and... Well, neither of us have a job because we're basically rich. Her fancy grandparents send her a check every month, basically for staying away from drugs and alcohol and

stuff, so we don't need jobs.

Anyway! I was on my laptop, singing in order to calm my nerves. I got slightly irritated because none of my favorite stories on fanfiction had been updated since yesterday, and I was looking foward to reading. I looked at the screen as I sang, watching the little dot move each second as the song progressed.

All of a sudden, right as the song ended, a pop up appeared. It was pretty and flashy and colorful and... I mistook the X button for the one beside it that said 'SPECIAL THREE FOR ONE SALE ON BTT UNITS'. Oops. Well, when I clicked it, the screen went from 'ORDER HETALIA UNITS' to 'CONGRATULATIONS! YOUR UNITS SHOULD ARRIVE IN TWO DAYS.'

Just then, Whitney opened the door. "Hey."

"I DIDN'T DO NOTHIN!"

"...What did you order from eBay now?"

I just grinned. "Eh, it wattn' from eBay this time..."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever, but dinners almost done, 'kay?"

"What are we having?"

"Pasta."

"PAAAASTAAAAAAAA!" I screamed and ran out and down the stairs. Did I forget to mention that Whitney and I were obsessed with Hetalia? Hahah, yeah, but at the time I didn't really pay attention to the fact that the pop up had that word on it. All I saw was 'ordered' and it was all I needed to know.

Also, the funny thing is, my dad's dad, (Yes, I know that means Grandfather) was full Italian, which means I am Italian! I am proud of it, too. Also, Whitney is German, which doesn't make any sense regarding her personality, but yeah. Also, I like pie! Anyways, I was enjoying this Friday night. One week left! WOOO!

-From Friday, To Sunday In Whitney's POV-

It was about 10 in the morning and I was in the kitchen eating cereal. Cassi was still asleep. I stared at the wall, lost in la la land, when I heard a knock at the door. Putting my cereal down, I got up and opened the front door.

There was a man there in a mint green shirt and hat with white pants. It looked like a uniform. He had three huge boxes behind him and handed me a clipboard. "Sign here please." He said and gave me a pen.

"What is this, do you know?" I asked.

"This would be your order of Hetalia units." He replied. I was really confused, but signed it anyway and handed it back to him. He wheeled the boxes one by one into the house and left. I just now looked at the large van in the drive way and noticed it had a flying mint bunny on it!

My eyes went wide at the sight as he drove away. Eventually I turned around and closed the door, looking at the boxes. Each one had a manual stuck to it. The first one I looked at said 'GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT USER GUIDE AND MANUAL' in large, bold letters. I looked at the other one that said 'ANTONIO FERNANDEZ CARRIEDO' and immediately ran to it and looked through the manual.

What can I say? I'm an extreme Spain fan girl!

*'CONGRATULATIONS!* You've just invested in an ANTONIO FERNANDEZ CARRIEDO unit! In order to ensure that you, the owner, get the best of your unit while keeping all your extremities, we've taken the liberties of writing this manual, and strongly suggest that you read it before attempting to handle your unit.'

"Hmmm..." I hummed to myself as I read through the different ways of activating him. I settled with drop-kicking the tomato, just because that sounded easy.

I did as it said, and he broke out of the box, crying "Tomato~!" He looked around and, not seeing the tomato, looked at me. "Oh, buenos dias! My name is-"

"SPAIN~!" I yelled and glomped him to the ground. He started confusedly laughing. I immediately got up and started apologizing for it.

"Do not worry, amiga! What is your name?" he asked.

"I'm Whitney!" I said, cheerily. He looked around the house in awe.

"Do you live here?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah. My friend and I do. Speaking of friends, I guess we should go ahead and open up the others, huh?" I asked, looking at the other two boxes.

He looked too, and I walked up to the 'GILBERT' one again. I opened the manual.

I don't know Russian, can't play the piano, and don't have any beer, so I settled for activating the Gilbird unit. Once I did, the box burst open and a body landed on top of me. "Gilbird! How are you, my awesome buddy?" the voice of Prussia almost yelled.

He then noticed he was on top of me awkwardly. He didn't move, though, and instead smirked at my confused and embarrassed face. "Kesesesese~ would you like to see my five meters?" He asked. Before I could slap him, Spain pushed him off me and I quickly got up.

"Thank you so much!" I said, leaning on him with one arm. He nodded and the three of us looked at the third box. Before I could, Prussia grabbed the manual and soon after started looking around the room until he spotted my laptop.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I asked, not fond of people touching my stuff without permission.

"Just chill a second..." He said, typing something in. Pretty soon, french music started playing. I recognized the song as 'La Marseillaise'. A few seconds later, singing came from the box. Oh no...That means it's France...

He burst out of the box, and as soon as he did Prussia stopped the music. France looked around and spotted me. He smirked and grabbed my waist, pulling me into a hug. "Bonjour, mon cherie, comment tu t'appelles?"

I just looked at him like he was crazy. "France, she doesn't speak French." Spain said from behind us. He looked surprised for a moment then looked back at me.

"Ah, forgive me, madame. My name is Francis, what is yours?" He asked, getting VERY close to my face.

"W-w-whitney..." I stuttered.

"Honhonhon, is someone nervous?"

"France, cut it out." Spain said. As France looked away for a moment, I took advantage and broke out of his grip, running to the other side of my living room. I stared at them for a minute, just now realizing that the characters from Hetalia are here in my living room. I don't mind Spain but the other two... Wait. Cassi.

"Cassi!" I screamed loudly. "GET DOWN HERE!" I knew she heard because I heard a loud thump meaning she fell out of her bed. I then heard running footsteps that got louder as she reached the stairs. What I didn't know was that her feet had dragged her sheets with her and once she got to the stairs, tripped over them and fell, bumping down each one.

Once she got to the bottom, she scrambled around until she was on her feet, but the sheet was covering her face so she ran right into the wall and fell again. "Ohh..." She groaned. "Whatever it was, I didn't do it..." She mumbled, not bothering to get back up.

"That's beside the point!" I exclaimed, pulling her up. "LOOK!" I pointed to the three in our kitchen and her mouth flew open.

She then walked up to them and started poking them and pulling their hair. "Whoa... For realz? This is the best dream eva!" she said, throwing her arms up.

"Dude! This isn't a dream!" I half-shouted, slightly trying to convince myself. "I mean, I think I'm conscious..."

"Let's find out!" Cassi exclaimed, reaching for my elbows.

I stared at her in mock horror. "N-No! Don't!" My eyes widened. Although I wasn't scared, I didn't want to relive that experience...

"Ah, mi nueva amiga, what's wrong with Whitney's elbows?" Spain asked, looking at us with a smile even though he was confused.

"No! Don't you DARE!" I said angrily, waving my finger in her face. "That is CLASSIFIED INFORMATION and you KNOW it!"

She giggled, looking at them. "They're her-"

"No!" I shouted, putting my foot down like a child.

"E-" She let the letter hang in the air, taunting me.

"Don't you-!" My face had gotten red by now.

"-Ro-" She really was torturing me...

"NO!" I repeated, firmer this time.

"...zones." She finished, looking quite happy with herself.

"NOOOOOO!" I yelled, looking from her to everyone in the room. "How could you-"

"If this is a dream, it doesn't matter!" She said cheerfully, and then went after my elbows again.

"Stay AWAY!" I exclaimed, backing away from all of them and practically tripping over something. "I'm warning you!"

She laughed. "You do realize your spazz reactions are the only reason I do this?"

"I don't care!" I screamed. "Don't-!" I smacked her hands away. "ITALIANS ARE CONTAGIOUS! THAT'S WHY I ACT LIKE THIS!"

"Hahaha! I'm contagious, I'm contagious~! But, oh well, fine. I'll just get you later." She said, lowering her hands away.

I relaxed my defenses, even though I was still on the alert. She never gave up this easily... I cast wary glances around the room. France and Prussia were wearing smirks, as was Cassi, and Spain was just smiling in confusion. Or maybe it was because the awkwardness had become palpable...

"AIYAH!"

I looked back at Cassi, who now looked surprised and excited at the same time. "This means I'll have the most flipping accurate cosplay group ever!" she said, waving her fists up and down. I sighed, a bit relieved, glad that she didn't stay on one subject very long.

Then we turned our attention back to the three countries. "So, I guess you'll just be staying with us from now on?" I said, more of a question even though it's my house. I looked at Cassi who looked like she was about to have a heart attack.

"WOOT BEEP YES~!" she yelled and started spinning around the room.

"...Is she always like that?" France asked, pointing to the spinning teenager who acted like she was on drugs.

"Oh, you really have no clue." I sighed. "I don't have enough bedrooms for all three of you, so you'll have to share one I guess. I only have one extra." I said, looking at them.

"Oh, but mon cheri, can we not simply share your bed room?" France asked, walking closer.

Prussia snickered. "Kesesesese, yeah, can't we?" I backed away and just as I wished for something to happen, it did. Thank you Jesus!

"I'M HUNGRY!"

We all looked at Cassi, who was lying on the floor. "I'll go make you some pancakes!" I nervously said, then shuffled to the kitchen. I wasn't followed, so I assumed they were talking to Cassi. I turned on the stove and started cooking...