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It began as an average week, everything normal and exactly the same as any other week. That should've been a warning considering how well it seemed to be going, since right after I began to relax they came. Two trucks, Flying Mint Bunny Co. and Flying Chocolate Bunny Co. Now I'm stuck with two very unexpected extras in my Mother's house, and well they're both kind of insane. As things calmed down the rest of my family just disappeared, and things just began to spiral out of control. Well I guess that it could be worse, but seriously how am I supposed to maintain some semblance of control when my life has become a cosmic joke. Not to mention on top of all this I still need to finish my school work. I guess though, it's all simply Madness and Manuals.

Prologue

Tick, tick, tick.

That stupid ticking was seriously driving me insane! I still needed to work on the stupid maths work in front of me though. I growled before slumping in my chair and glaring uselessly at my Algebra work. Work lying not even half finished on the desk in front of me. With a sigh I began to fiddle with the pencil in my hands, it would probably help to be at an actual school, but that was too much trouble for my body to handle. So instead there I was, sitting in my bedroom at my desk and trying in vain to make some sense of the numbers and letters on the sheet of paper in front of me.

With a groan I finally gave up and stood from my chair before I walked over to sit dejectedly on my bed. I pulled up my laptop and switched it on humming thoughtfully, I'd probably be able to make more sense of the maths after working on some of the Holocaust stuff for Humanities. With a small sigh I pulled up the internet explorer and ignored the flashing congratulations pop up that instantly appeared on the side of the screen as I began to absently search for information.

After a few minutes of reading and occasionally watching information on the Holocaust I decided that it was enough and opened a separate tab before closing that one. The separate tab was soon focused on fanfiction and that was good enough for me as I minimised the internet and opened up OpenOffice planning to check over a couple of my stories before reading some good ole' fanfic. Writing is my passion after all, and occasionally drawing, although I still couldn't draw people.

With a hum I typed away happily at the keyboard noting down both my research from the Holocaust, and how Hetalia handled it before I opened up one of my Sonic the Hedgehog fanfic documents. Now for anyone who's unsure I should probably explain a little bit more about myself at this point, before anything else happens.

I'm still a teenager, old enough to take care of myself but not quite old enough to live on my own. I live with my Mother and one younger brother, I am also a girl. My entire life has basically been a mess, with me stuck in the middle experiencing what I guess could be described as phantom pains throughout the entirety of my body. I am also a novice writer, and not just for fanfiction. I'm hoping to eventually get a novel written and published after all.

Anyway, I suppose that the important thing now is my physical description, I'm not short, but not tall either. I have wild and curly hair that's a relatively light shade of brown and bright hazel eyes that I've heard described as tired and aged, not to mention they shift colour depending on light reflection and stuff like that. I do not often wear dresses and much prefer the tom-boy style with comfortable pants and shirts along with a jacket that doesn't really zip up, my mother keeps complaining that I look like someone off the street, I really couldn't care less. I wouldn't call myself pretty with loads of scars littered on my skin from cuts and scrapes, and freckles on my face, I'm decently built but honestly to look at I'm most likely described as an average teenager.

Been average and normal was fine to me. I never in my wildest dreams, or nightmares, expected it to change. Yet, it did.

A/N: Well I decided to jump on the bandwagon with this type of fanfiction... and I must say that so far it's kind of crowded here, but my seat is nice and comfortable so I can't really complain too much... I would've put this at the start but that would give some stuff away, so instead here it is...

I don't own anything, well except for the viewpoint character but that's about it, well and the plot but that's kind of a given (I would hope) and really I hope that this will interest people, especially considering how many times this has already been done before, but now it's my turn to spin the wheel.

This is based off the Manuals that were written by: u/1664187/0ptimuspenguin (and others)

Anyway I guess that will be everything that I have to mention here and now then. Also yeah, this does count as a bit of a Self-Insert story, but I didn't have any ideas for any other FCs/OCs to use unfortunately.