Dang These Manuals!

Welp, got bored, and since I already fell for the letter story bandwagon why not a manual fic one too!

England's manual: http: / /www. fanfiction. net/s /5887695/1/ARTHUR_KIRKLAND_User_Guide_and_Manual

Don't own. Seriously, I don't if I did I would have the Hetalia units be real…because I WANTS ONE!

"Marukaite Chikyuu Marukaite Chikyuu Marukaite Chikyuu boku Hetalia!" I sang along with the video as I played around on the computer.

I stopped when I brought the new window up. "OOOH! Yay! Look Sadie! A link for America and England's duet version of Marukaite Chikyuu!" I told the boxer who was laying on the bed with me.

So being the otaku I was I naturally clicked the link and downloaded the song, but when the download was complete another window popped up too.

In big letters it said: "CONGRATULATIONS! WE WILL BE SENDING YOUR FIRST 'HETALIA' UNIT SHORTLY" with a picture of England underneath it. Writing it off as just a normal pop-up I deleted it, wiped my history (cuz I'm very paranoid), and went back to what I was doing.

A few days later I came home from college and found a huge box in front of my house. Acting catiously I inched up to the box and looked at it. Sure enough it was addressed to me, and for some reason there was a sticker on the box with Flying Mint Bunny that said "The Flying Mint Bunny Shipping Company." Then I saw a folder on top (which I grabbed). I opened to find some manual with the title: "ARTHUR KIRKLAND: User Guide and Manual". 'Huh? Weird' I thought as I started reading through it. I started to read out loud:

"Removal of your ARTHUR KIRKLAND Unit from your ARTHUR KIRKLAND unit is generally quite simple, but if he was jostled during shipment it could be harder. We have provided this list of failsafe ways to wake your unit, jostled or not, which will not result in you missing any body parts at the end. Your unit tends to make a lot more assumptions than he should, which might result in some terrifying moments while getting him up, but don't worry - he won't really hurt you, unless you're a FRANCIS BONNEFOIS unit."

"Yep! I don't want to be mauled by a random England. So let's see I could set a plate of hamburgers in front of the box…I'd love to see that one but we don't have red meat in the house. Guess the only option is to play the Star-Spangled Banner since we don't have alcohol in the house , I don't know how to cook French or Spanish food, I don't want to be ripped apart limb by limb, and I have no clue what Saving Grace is."

So I brought my laptop out of my backpack and brought up the Star-Spangled Banner on YouTube. After bring the volume to the highest it can go I set it down in front of the box and pushed play.

Almost instantly from inside the box came a shout of "Damnit Alfred! Turn that Damn racket down!" Then the box broke into tons of small pieces as Arthur Kirkland broke out.

He looked around for a second before he saw me.

"Oh! Terribly sorry for my behavior a second ago. I am Arthur Kirkland AKA England, and what's your name?" He asked.

"Uh…Marie Brown" I stuttered after all is it every day you meet one of your favorite anime characters?

"I'm very pleased to meet you Marie. So is this your house?" He asked.

"Well's it's my parents' house. I just live here."

Then we both went inside and were instantly greeted by a wiggly boxer, who was all over Arthur.

"Sadie, can you move so he can get up the stairs? You're not a door or a window, MOVE!"

Arthur laughed and said, "She seems very affectionate. What's her name?"

"Oh her name's Sadie. She's a boxer, you know one of Germany's breeds."

"Yes, I'm familiar with the breed. Now are you hungry? I can fix you something if you want?" he asked.

My face paled the instant he said that. Anyone who's seen Hetalia knows you DO NOT let him in the kitchen! Or else you will very well likely end up with food poisoning.

"Uh, no! That's okay we have so left-over barbeque chicken I can heat up."

He sighed and replied, "Pity. I guess I can have you sample my cooking at a later date."

"Yeah, and then end up six feet under." I muttered under my breath.

"My Cooking DOES NOT kill people! Have you been talking to Alfred or Francis at all?"

Damn his Vulcan hearing! I thought. Out loud I said, "Nope! I haven't, but would be cool though! Talking to Alfred would definitely help with getting better cosplay material!"

He stared at me and said, "Wait! Cosplay as in Kiku's cosplay? Where you dress up like a character and ACT just like that character?"

"Uh, yeah. My America cosplay outfit is sitting in my closet right now."

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you that you would want to act just like Alfred?"

"Nothin's wrong with me! I can cosplay as my own country if I want to!" I said as I glared at him.

"Wait! Your own country…that means that you're an American?"

"Uh, dude I think it's kinda obvious."

He groaned and said, "Great you are an American. Only an American would talk like that."

"Whatever! If you excuse me. It's been a long day of classes and I needs sleep. Good night Iggy!"

"DON'T CALL ME IGGY!"

"Why not? It's a Prussia Awesome nickname!" Then I ran into my room and narrowly avoid a pillow to the face.

As I was lying in bed I looked at the boxer (who was sleeping on top of me, OW!) and said, "welp, boxer. Looks like everything's changin' now!"

AND CHAPTER END! Hehe, Iggy's fun to get mad! XD

Review please! They're Prussia Awesome! (I'm working on the copyright for that phrase.)