HETAILA!^^^^^^^^^^^ Hey. Hiddenshadowsoul here. Thanks for reading~ Ignore the fan l that is the awesome me. Cheers! ~I do not own Hetalia or the Unit prompt. Or any of the manuals or animes mentioned. Or recognizable merchandise. You know who you are~ Du Du Da
~Annalise's Pov~
"This isn't so bad. Is it?" I looked down at Ivy as she gave a low mew. It was official. I was the worst, most boring teenager in the history of teenagers. It was a Friday night, and I was at home talking to a cat, while the rest of my friends were out partying. Getting up, I sighed as I walked up the stairs heading to my room, while my cat lounged at the bottom squirming around on her back. Reaching my room, I slammed the door behind me, throwing myself on the bed. Dragging my laptop to me, I typed in my favorite anime site before settling down to watch Attack On Titan. Ten minutes into my show, a pop up ad appeared in bright flashing neon colors. Ignoring the words, I clicked the X, before the screen changed. Now there were the words appearing on the screen. As I read them, an unsettled feeling in my stomach grew.
Congratulations! You have been selected to receive the trial run of units made and supported by the Anime Obsessor Corp. The following animes/mangas are the units you will be eligible to receive:
Hetalia~4
Black Butler~4
Attack On Titan~5
Death Note~2
Ouran High School Host Club~2
Thank you for your support and contribution to the world of anime and manga. Your first set of units will arrive in a month, each arriving in two or three days between them. Enjoy!~Anime Obsessor Corp.
I silently sat there, digesting the words. Units. Arriving. Anime. I suddenly sat up. Contrary to popular belief, I wasn't one to spread my love for anime, and my obsession with some of the shows. In fact, no one but my two former best friends knew I was even interested in anime, let alone loved it! Hell, my parents didn't even know! How was I suppose to tell them, let alone explain this, when these, units come to the door! Quickly, I typed in the name of the sponsor, hoping to cancel the order when my computer crashed. With that, I fell backwards, groaning as I did so. I was so screwed.
The next day I woke up, the unit thing still on my mind. While the rational side of me said to tell my parents to get it over with, the fangirl part mentally squealed when she realized what the units were. After my computer crashed, I went on the main one, and discovered that units were basically the anime characters come to life, only they can be controlled somewhat. And that I can't cancel my order. I dragged myself downstairs and looked at my mom, who was busy cleaning the kitchen. She looked up as she saw me coming and smiled.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" I nodded before walking closer.
"Hey Mama, is Dad up?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I need to speak to you guys."
An hour later I nervously looked at my parents while they digested what I told them.
"Mom, Dad?" They looked at each other as I shifted impatiently on the bed.
"I don't know. This anime, is it really appropriate? I'll have to look at it before you can watch it again." I groaned mentally.
"Mom, this isn't the point. Right now, about fifty anime characters are being shipped out to us." My dad looked rather angry.
"Are you positive this isn't a joke?" I nodded.
"I contacted the company, and they said that they were being shipped out to us, whether we liked it or not." My dad's face started to turn red, and I took it as my que to continue.
"But they also said that they would pay us to do this, as well as give us a brand new house to accommodate all the units. Also, the units are capable to get jobs and help around the house."
"I don't know. This seems ridicules. I don't think this is a good idea." My mom nodded to my dad's words.
"I agree. We'll call and cancel this. I also want you to bring me your laptop so I can look at it. I need to see what you been watching."
Later that afternoon, I was lying low in the dining room when I noticed a man dragging a six-foot crate to my front steps. Before he could ring the bell, I slipped outside.
"Are you Annalise?" I nodded as the man held a clipboard out to me.
"Sign here please." I quickly signed, and let the man wheel the box into the house. He then turned and handed a packet of papers to me.
"This is the information about the pay you and your family will receive along with information about the new house. Another unit will arrive in about one to two business days." As he turned to leave, I cleared my throat.
"I thought it was two to three days, and how many units will I get?" The man turned.
"Kid, I don't know. I assume because they want you to receive the units quicker? And last I heard it was seventeen."
Walking inside, I bumped into my sister Elizabeth as she stood observing the box, her Nook in one hand and sword in the other.
"What's that?" She tilted her head, her glasses sliding up.
"That is a box."
"Yeah, I get that. What's in the box?"
"A unit." Elizabeth stared at the box a while longer, her short black hair falling into her face slowly.
"Ok." With that, she headed upstairs. Tossing my black hair back, I examined the box, grabbing the piece of paper tapped to it.
Congratulations! You have received the Hetalia Unit Alfred F. Jones! To wake him carefully and safely, we have listed the following methods:
~Play the American National Anthem. He then will start singing along. Loudly. Horribly. Sadly it will last till the song is over. Cover your ears.
~Put on a superhero show. Batman or Superman is preferred. Your unit will burst out of the box to run and watch. Be careful. He is known to strike a pose whenever the hero does. Save your valuables!
~Speak with a British accent. It depends on what you say that will decide if he's happy to get up or pissed at you for waking him up.
~Put hamburgers in front of the box and hide behind a wall. No one gets between America and his burgers.
We at Anime Obsessor Corp hope you enjoy your America Unit!
I slapped a hand against my face. Why couldn't I have gotten a normal one? I lifted my head up and yelled.
"Lizzy! Get down here!" As she made her way downstairs, I slumped against the wall.
"What do you want?"
"I need you to play Batman: The Brave And The Bold on your Nook, and place it on the table."
"Why?"
"You'll see."
As Batman started to place, I grabbed my sister just as the box broke and a wheat-haired man rushed to watch.
"Awesome, Batman!" As I started to make my way towards him, my sister grabbed my hand.
"Who is that Sissy?" I grinned.
"The United States of America." Thankfully, Lizzy had left the episode at the end, so we only had to wait five minutes till it was over.
"Dude, that was epic!" He then turned and saw us standing there.
"Hey, you must be Annalise, my owner. I'm Alfred F. Jones, aka America." I swallowed before answering.
"Hi. Um, what do you mean by owner?" The unit grinned.
"It's another word for saying guardian I guess. Me and the other units that join will be your responsibility. So basically you look after us, we look after you. K?" I nodded. "Pardon me for asking but, you don't act like America."
"Huh? Oh, yeah that's because I'm me. Each unit is different, except for the owners who want strictly anime same units. You don't want me like that do you?" I shook my head, not liking the way he said it.
"Oh no, it's fine. I was just wondering. Anyways, so, you hungry?"
I was curled up in a chair down in the basement watching Lizzy and Alfred battle each other in Mario Kart. The man had gone crazy, insisting that he be allowed to play, claiming he was unbeatable. Lizzy who held the record for being the best player, took that as a personal challenge. I smiled softly, glad that I was doing something than watching T.V. Then the door leading downstairs opened and my mom started to walk down.
"Hey guys, what do you want for-" She stopped talking as she realized that there was a third person in the room.
"Anna, Lizzy, who is that?" All three of us looked at each other and then both America and Lizzy pointed at me. Getting up, I walked over to my mom who was frozen at the foot of the stairs.
"Uh, Mom, this is Alfred F. Jones. He is one of the units."
My mom, dad and I sat in their room while my mom and dad went over the papers and talked quietly. I was slightly nervous as I had grown found of Alfred and was looking forward to seeing the other units, now that I have met one. My nerves spiked when my mom and dad stopped talking and looked at me.
"Ok, so here's what we're going to do. Because this is a contract, and because you have accepted the unit, we can't break it. So we will let you keep them, due to that we will be accepting a bigger house, the pay, they will be helping around the house and getting jobs, and that they will be your responsibility. Also you will not allow your grades to slip and keep an honor roll average. Understood?" I nodded and moved to hug them.
"Thank you! Thank you!" My dad nodded.
"This is your responsibility and we are placing our trust in you. There will be consequences should anything go wrong. Ok?" I nodded, too happy to speak. Things were starting to look up for the boring teen.
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