Curse you, internet!

Author's Note: So, I know it's pretty crappy, but I would apperciate it if you commented and tell me how it was. Anyways, this a Manual fic based off of LolliDictator's Hetalia Manuals. Lynn is not my real name, I just felt awkward putting my real name here so I used Lynn. The very first part of this chapter is not really related to hetalia, only the end of the chapter is related. But don't worry, after that it should be about hetalia~! Enjoy~


Chapter One

I stared at my best friend in shock. How did she manage to get into my house? Why was she on my PC? Why the hell is she looking through my Hetalia files?

"Lynnie~!" She shouted running up to me, trying to hug tackle me with tears in her eyes.

"What are you doing in my house!" I shouted at her trying to get out of her way.

"I know your secret, Lynnie!" She said while trying to get hold of me.

I froze. She knew I was a otaku?

"You watch Hetalia too? I thought that I'd always be alone!"

WAIT. She watched Hetalia!

"WAIT, what!"

She looked at me like I was an idiot, but never took that smile off of her face.

"I watch Hetalia! Didn't you ever wonder why I never let you into my house?"

I stared at her in disbelief, shocked at the fact that my best friend was also a closet otaku. She swooped up one of my Feliciano figurines and cradled in her arms and opened my closet door to reveal an poster of Romano.

"Wow, your really are an Italy fan, aren't you?" She said, looking through my collection of figurines, as well as several rolled up posters of the Italian brothers. She quickly pulled out my cosplay outfits and my fake curl.

"Maybe I should have ordered the FELICIANO Unit too." She said while frowning. She quickly hopped onto my chair and spun around on it, trying to slide to my PC.

"Marie? What are you doing my PC!" I shouted, but apparently, she didn't want to stop.

"Chillax Lynnie~!" Marie cheerfully said, making a few clicks and frequently spinning on my chair. "I'm just ordering you a FELICIANO Unit too!"

Ordering? Excuse me, what? Ordering equals spending money and I'm broke.

"Marie, you're going to pay for this, right!" I quickly asked her, hoping to God she would say yes.

"Well, I'm broke so you are probably going to end up paying for this, okay?"

NOOOO! I WAS SAVING UP FOR A LIFE SIZED POSTER OF ROMANO! I'M NEVER GOING TO GET IT NOW!

Regaining my sanity, I quickly asked her "How many units did you buy?"

"Hmm? One each of course, I'm not insane."

YES! Wait... Each?

"Though there was a limited time offer so I ended up getting you 5, plus the Italy unit. So I got you six."

"Marie..."

"Hmm?"

"How much did all of this cost..."

"977.99$ each. Pretty good deal isn't it?"

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Short chapter, ain't it? The next one will be longer, honestly! So please comment and try to be honest in a nice way! I don't want to hear "j0o 5uck, 60 h0m3 joO lou5y writ3r." it annoys everyone. I mean everyone expect the writer of the comment.