(AN) I do not own the idea of the manual LolliDictator, who is awesome. Now enjoy!

Friends by Mail

Chapter one: Nothing will every be the same.

The names Chloe. Not Cloe or Cleo, Chloe. Got? Good .I have red hair and sun kissed skin. My eyes are the coolest. One is a greenish hazel while the other is a Chocolate brown. I'm 5'5 in height which is short for my family. I have curves but I'm not packing much in the chest area. If any of you say flat chested I will KILL YOU. Now that we have that down I'll continue.

My story begins when I was on my computer looking at fan art of some of my favorite animes. My pet ferret, Pango, was watching the screen like he was interested in what was on it. I swear he is smarter than he looks. It scares me sometimes. Then out of nowhere a pop up appeared on my screen. Now usually I would just take the stupid thing off but unfortunately what it was saying catches my attention.

Want a chance to have your very own Hetalia units.

Just press the button at the bottom and we will send your first unit!

There was a huge red yes button flashing with urgency. I sat there staring at the thing trying to decide what to do. What if it was a scam and I end up with a virus? But what if it was true. It gets kind of lonely in my house. My mom is a woman boxer so she's gone a lot and don't get me started on my older sibling. And yeah I have Pango but he wasn't human company.

With a shaky hand on the mouse I pressed yes to the pop up.

Thank you! Your first unit will be there in five business days.

Well, no virus popped up so I didn't have to worry about that. " Looks like we're going to have new housemates Pango." There seemed to be a excited glare in his eyes as he stared up at me. Yeah, scarey isn't it. Now the days came and went. It was torture! They went by so slowly that I felt that time had stopped. Then finally the fifth day came I was bouncing up and down on my seat. Pango's stare seemed to say 'Your making a fool of yourself. Stop it.'

It was at this time that the doorbell rang. I actually sprinted from my seat to the door. I open the dang thing so hard that it slammed the wall. I hope that wouldn't leave a mark. There in the doorway was a delivery man wearing a mint green jumpsuit with matching hat. He looked to be around the age of 35 or so. He had dark brown hair and light skin, with black eyes. He had a irritated look on his face like he would like to be anywhere but here. Behind him I saw the weirdest truck I've ever seen. It was a mint green truck with the words ' Flying Mint Bunny inc'. Next to the words was a cute bunny thing with wings. He was mint green and was waving as he flew over the words. Trying not to laugh in the guy's face I addressed he.

"Um, Hi. Are you here to deliver my unit?" I asked. The guy only gave me a glare before pushing the electric signer in my face. 'How rude! What kind of guy would push something into a girl's chest!' I breathed in slowly to clam myself. Yelling in his face would only make things worse. So I just signed the bottom of the screen and gave it back to him. He took it and then pushed a crate into my living room. Once in he just pushed it on the floor. I winced when I heard the bang it made. "Be careful!" I yelled now ticked. I have no idea who was in there yet. I don't want an angry Ivan popping out with the intent to kill. He just grunted in response. He walked out without a word while throwing me a mint green envelope. Got into his truck and drove off.

"What a douche bag!" I said before turning around. Pango was standing on top of the crate investigating. His little nose twitching as he sniffed the crate. I picked him up and placed him on my shoulder so he wouldn't be in the way. I open the envelope and took out the manual. 'Please let it be someone that is sane or at least half way so.' Lucky for me fate was on my side.

Manual to MATTHEW WILLIAMS UNIT.

'Yes! Thank you God!' I opened the manual and carefully read through it. There was no way I was going to mess this up. After reading my opinions I decided number 4 would be the funnest. Mainly because I wanted to see a Psycho Canada. Seriously it would be cool. First I pushed the crate to the furthest wall from me. Then I placed the coffee table on its side so I can hide behind it. Grabbing the remote I hide behind the table with Pango on my lap. I turn on the TV and went to the channel with a ice hockey match on. Turning up the volume to the highest setting, I braced myself. Then I heard a loud CRACK from the crate. I looked over the table's edge to see a fist bust through the wood. It retracted and repeated it's action. After a few more punches the wood flew in hundreds of pieces. Some of those pieces were wedged into the top of the table. Canada then came running out of the crate with lighting speed and ended up with his face in the TV screen. I got up carefully from behind the table with Pango in my hands and went over to the Canadian. He didn't seem to notice my approach.

"Hello?" No answer. He was too into the game to notice me. Well this is backwards. Instead of Canada being ignored, I'm the one ignored. I shrugged my shoulder and just went over to the destroyed crate. Looking inside I found all of Canada's stuff in a small box. Next to it was a small polar bear sleeping on the bottom of the crate. It looked so cute and I had this big urge to cuddle the little thing. Reaching down I pat the bear's head gently feeling it's soft white fur. It was then it moved. It opened it's black eyes and looked up at me in curiosity.

"Who?" it said with a tilt of his head. I smiled down at it's cuteness.

"Chloe and you?"

"Kumajirou" It said bluntly.

"Would you like for me to make you something to eat?" The little bear of fluff nodded it's head and stood up to follow me. I had some fish left over from last nights dinner so I that to Kumajirou while giving Pango some of his ferret food. The two of them seem to get along pretty well. Pango sat on the polar bear's head and slept after he ate. Kumajirou didn't seem to mind. I made poutine for Canada when he gets out of his trance.

While I was eating I guess the game must have ended because Canada walked in shyly. He was looking down as though he was afraid to look me in the eye or knowing him he properly didn't bother to because he was used to being ignored. Well that won't do. I got up from my sit and walked up to him, giving him a smile.

"Hi! My names Chloe. What's yours?" I said while taking his hand and giving it a gentle shake. I know I already knew his name, but it was polite to ask.

His face was of shock. You can see that he wasn't used to having any attention. Poor guy.

"M-m-my n-name is Canada, but y-you can call me Matthew if you want." Awww, he was stuttering. His face was getting redder with every word. So cute.

"Nice to meet ya, Matthew. I hope will be the best of friends. Are you hungry?" I made sure to say his whole name knowing how much he hates being called Matt or Mattie. I can understand that.

Matthew's face grow redder as he nodded. With that I smiled and pulled him to the table. Sitting him down next to his bear, I went to get him a plate.

"Who?"

"Canada."

I couldn't help but give a slight giggle at the short conversation. Not even his pet can remember him. That must suck. I came back and gave Matthew his meal. The guy's face seemed to glow with his happiness as he began to eat. Seeing that he was happy I continued with my poutine smothered in maple surup and strawberry sauce. I'm a bit of a strawberry fanatic. I crave the fruit. I think I did a pretty good job. Maybe not as good as good as Matthew's but pretty good for a first try. When I was done I looked up from my plate to find that Matthew was done and was staring at me. I was like he was waiting for me to do something.

"Are you done, Matthew?" I asked. He seemed happy for some reason as he nodded. I got up and got both of are plates and took them to the sink. Not in the mood to wash dishes, I just left them there. " Would you like for me to take you to your room Matthew?"

"Y-yes please." Cute. I picked up Pango from Kumajirou's head and placed him on my own. Matthew picked up his pet bear and carried him in his arms. 'I wish I could take a picture of the two.' Of course I didn't think to grab my camera before opening the crate. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. On the way there it was too quiet. I hate quiet. It reminds me of the times I was alone. So I began to ask Canada questions.

"Hey, what's your favorite color?"

"Huh?" He gave me a confused look.

"I said what's your favorite color?"

"Red."

"That's a nice color. Is that why you have it on your country flag?" he nodded slightly embarrassed. I smiled. "I always liked green myself. It makes me think of forests with huge trees. I used to grow a garden a long time ago. I had vines growing up the wall of the house and everything!"

I have a huge love of growing things, but I had to give it up for reasons that I'm not going to talk about. So forget it. Don't even think about it! I'm warning you!

"Do you have any hobbies or things you like to do?" Now I know what your thinking. Why are you asking him all these questions when you can easily just look it up on wiki or find it in the manga/anime?

The reason is ladies and gentlemen is because I want him to tell me. You don't make friends by looking them up on wiki. No, you talk to them face to face. That's right. I went deep. The rest of the way to the room Matthew told me about his love of hockey and other winter sports. Though I had to strain myself to hear him. His voice was so quite that I had to get closer to hear. Any closer and I might have to hug the dude. He was stuttering all through his speech. He really must not be used to talking to others about himself. Better yet on anything. His face was growing redder by the second to the point I thought he was going to faint from over heating. Yet even though he was nervous he seemed to enjoy the attention. ~I feel friendship forming~.

"We're here." I opened the door for him. He went in and looked around. It was plain and simple room mainly for guests." I hope It's good enough for you." I made a mental note to have this room decorated. Or at least have the walls painted. This room screamed booooriiing.

"I-it's fine, T thank you." he said with a small voice. I smiled happily at him.

"I'm glad. If you need anything I'm just a few doors down." he nodded. He had a small smile on his lips as I walked out with a wave. I went down the hall and was now in my room. My room was painted a soft green with green vines outlining the sides. I had Pictures I had taken in the past posted on one wall of my room. I'll need to get a latter if I want to put up anymore. It was starting to fill up. I walked to my bed and laid myself and Pango on the soft dark green comforter. Looking up at the ceiling I could feel a smile grow on my face. "Pango, I think we're going to have enough fun to last us a lifetime!" Pango made a little squeak in reply. That's right! Nothing is going to be the same!

(AN) That's the first chapter. I hope you like it. Please review. Not to harsh. I bruise easily.