Life with Hetalia
Prologue: Agriculture
My breath quickened as I watched my mother's car pull away from the house and drive off without me. A grin stretched across my face and I stifled a giggle. My mother, my brother, and even my father were all gone for the entire weekend, and they had let me stay home alone. Alone for the weekend! I thought excitedly once again.
"This will be the best weekend ever!" I screeched to nobody, my loud voice filling the house and bouncing off the walls. My puppy jumped with fright from the ground and waddled toward where I sat, staring at me with his cute little eyes.
"It's just you and me now Bubba," I said to him, rubbing his black fur with a free hand. "We can do whatever we want! I can go on the computer and write, watch any television I want, talk to friends, ignore chores; I can call Maddi! She could come over and mom wouldn't know a thing, right?" Bubba stared at me with a confused expression, and I laughed at myself. I was talking to a black lab that had no idea what the heck I was saying.
"Maddi," I agreed silently to myself, taking out my cell. Looking through my contacts, I walked over to my mother's computer and began to look through my email.
"You've got mail!" The browser screamed at me, making me turn down the volume. A large pop-up box appeared on the screen as I scrolled through my inbox. I began to ignore it, until one word caught my eye: Hetalia. With careful eyes I read the box:
"HETALIA UNITS, NO COST, FREE SHIPPING, BY FLYING MINT BUNNY INC. TIME IS RUNNING OUT, GET IT NOW!"
The timer read 0:15 seconds before my mind began to work again. Free Hetalia stuff, at my fingertips! What's the risk? I thought to myself, clicking the button. Once filling out my address information, fake name, and fake age, a purple screen popped up as well.
"Thank you for your time! You will get your packages shortly, over the course of a few days. The clue to your first unit is… agriculture!"
My eyes went wide as I knew which unit I was getting. A grin spread across my face and I looked down at my own well-endowed agriculture.
Ukraine! I was going to get a Ukraine!