A/n: Based off of the manuals by LolliDictator, and one by dogsrule because I am like, in love with that character. As well as the joke future plans I have with my friends~

Disclaimer: Hetalia? I own not. Trust me, you would know if I did.

It was just another day, right outside of Ontario, Canada. (Yes, everyone loves Canada. Whoop-de-doo.) In a nicely sized house, just a short drive from the city, lived three companions. Or, as the eldest of the three called them, "sisters". Let us introduce you to the sisters who couldn't possibly be sisters because their birthdays were all in the same year, in the same two weeks.

The eldest was named Kristin Garza. She was the tallest of the (a bit short) group, with long, brownish-black hair, usually tied in pigtails or curled, and caramel colored eyes. She was the most cautious of the three, a well-known germ phobic person, book smart, and preferred to not attract attention to herself. She, personally, could care less about what was about to happen to them on any other day. Really, she was like the oddball of their group, though, in this case, oddball means normal.

The middle sister was named Natalie Black, or Nat. Nat, with her shoulder length blondish-brown hair, greenish-hazel eyes and glasses, was undeniably the most "awesome" (according to some people.) of them. She didn't really enjoy excitement, preferring to sit somewhere in the house, watching some kind of comedy anime (and was often joined by the youngest), or writing. She was, as some put it, "an extremely proud Irish-American", and had a strange habit of speaking Engrish at times.

The youngest was Rose Schmidt, with dark auburn hair right past her shoulders, and blue eyes. She too wore glasses. She was the one who usually got the most attention, but was, as she put it "socially awkward", and a little bit of an oblivious person. She took great interests in all things foreign, and did most of the cooking around their house. Much like Nat, she too had a love for her heritage, and had a habit of randomly speaking bits of other languages, though mostly German, or what she remembered of Italian and Spanish.

Now that you know who lives here, let's get on with the actual story, shall we?

As it was, the current events of the house were a bit typical. Kristin had kicked Rose out of the kitchen and was making enchiladas. Nat was sitting in an armchair in the living room, working to finish a novel on her laptop. Rose was up in her room, sulking and trying to get some work done for some design company who's name isn't really important. It has taken this long to realize that you have no idea what these three do.

Kristin is the only one who doesn't work at home. She's a lawyer in Ontario, taking up cases from higher class people to your every day law breakers. Nat is a novelist, working for a local publishing company. Rose is in the graphic design field, often doing jobs for local companies. She is the one who is going to lead us to what this story is about, so let us get back to her.

Rose sighed, clicking out of Photoshop. She was too distracted to work. Or too lazy. Either way she would finish this job tomorrow. Depressed with her previous kicking out of her own kitchen, she had decided to escape to the sanctuary of her bedroom. Since trying to get some work done obviously was not going to work for her, she settled on her second option: the internet. And the ever-addicting game of Tetris. Unfortunately, she did not get to play her Tetris. For while clicking off of random internet adds, her cat, Liotni (he was named after something. What, well, that's unknown.) decided to grace his slave with his mighty presence, by jumping onto the computer desk, and therefore causing her hand to slip and accidentally click on one of the adds.

"CONGRADULATIONS. WE WILL SEND YOUR FIRST ORDER SHORTLY"

"Oh crap…"

A/n again: Nooo, Rosie! What has you done? ... Oh well.

In case anyone wants to know, even though I don't see why you would, I found all but Nat's last name on the internet. I was trying to find names that fit the characters' heritage. So, Garza, Black, and Schmidt. Also, I just now noticed that Schmidt is in Prussia's last name. But, it is a very common name in Germany. So I'll leave it. .. Also, contrary to what you may believe I did not stare at the name Vargas for five minutes when I found it on one of the lists, nor did I click it to discover that the name means "steep hill". Not at all.

Well, I'll leave you to your lives. The next chapter will probably be out soon.. Ish. Until next time~