Elite: Hey guys, it's me again! Back with another story. XD
Kara: You mean a sequel.
Elite: Same difference.
Prussia: This is going to awesome!
Elite: I know right? But this is just an intro of the characters you guys know and love. So as a treat, I am posting 2 chapters! Just to get the ball rolling.
Russia: You have to terribly bored of your life da?
Elite: You may not say that to me.
Russia: Why?
Elite: Oh you will find out, soon enough. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and welcome to the new story. I don't own Hetalia or the manuals. XD
Chapter 1: A Piece of My Mind
Right now, I want you to take a dictionary and look up the phrase "Why Me". Why? Because Why Not? Okay, so you looked up the phrase. What you see is not a dictionary definition. Oh no. It's a picture of me and my housemates. And most likely my name:
Kara Maribelle.
But what else is new?
Well, there are a lot of things that are new now. Ever since I graduated from high school. Man, it feels good. At the same time, it's hell. Getting a new job, a new experience of life, and a new member of my family.
Well, she isn't really a new member but uhh . . .
Okay, time to explain things from the top.
-Hetalia-
So when I got my second house, that's right next door to my old one, I had came to an agreement with my brother that I would take care of my little sister, Melissa (Meli) Maribelle. My older brother, Marco Maribelle, was supposed to go overseas for his band's world tour and whatnot but Meli was coming of age to start school. Hence why he didn't leave the North American continent.
After about a month of getting the new house, Meli was dropped off at my doorstep. Last year she started kindergarten right after I finished school. She has been happy here, that's for sure.
Meli has brought a sense of . . . .cuteness into my household.
That's not a bad thing or anything.
It''s just a little . . . .
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Especially with my housemates.
You see the thing with my housemates is that they are Hetalia characters. I can't really describe what they are really called. They are officially called "Units" from the company I bought them from.
"Kara, hello daze." I woke up from my train of thought by snapping fingers. I looked up to see Yong-Soo standing above me. He held out a broom for me to grab. "You need to help out with cleaning daze."
"Remind me why?" I asked in a nonchalant tone. "You guys were the ones who made the mess."
"Because nobody else is willing to help daze~!" He whined.
HE is Im Yong-Soo although I call him Yong-Soo most of the time. He is the KOREA UNIT and the very first unit I have ever received. He gropes people constantly and even though he gets beat up for it, he still continues to do it. But his happy-go-lucky attitude and "young" personality makes up for that. Yong-Soo is more of a ball of energy then anything.
As I started cleaning the spill drinks on the floor, I accidentally bumped into Wang Yao.
"Careful aru!" Yao turned his head towards me. "Oh, I thought you were Yong-Soo aru."
"Do I look like I am wearing a blue and white hanbok here?" I asked.
Yao just chuckled before telling me to go back to work. He's the CHINA UNIT and the second unit I have received. He is one of the responsible ones out of my housemates. He can be strict when he wants to; but he won't reenforce it unless he absolutely has to. Yao loves anything cute and fluffy and that has lead to having him hug the living hell out of me and Meli.
I will never get used to it.
"Out of my way commie."
"You are in my way."
"No, you're in mine, commie!"
"I am not communist anymore, da?"
With a long exhausted sigh, I set the broom down and walked into the kitchen. Standing in the middle were two "Cold War" Units.
Alfred F. Jones and Ivan Branginsky.
As you can guess, Alfred is the AMERICA UNIT. He is the loudest out of all of us and the one with the most energy. That about says it all. He likes to be the "hero" of any situation and I mean ANY. Pretty much he is like any other teenager with a mature side. He has an obsession with hamburgers.
I will never know how he he can have a taste for that.
The one who is arguing with him is Ivan who is my RUSSIA UNIT. Ivan has this really cute face but deep down he can get very scary. When something pisses him off, he will give off a darkish aura that will make the air you breathe tense. He does have a sincere side but he doesn't show it too often. Sometimes I wish he did but oh well.
"I have a huge stack of plates, so move." Alfred frowned.
"So do I." Ivan countered.
"How about I get my stuff in first?" Alfred.
"How about I go first since I here first, da?" Ivan.
"How about you guys just put them in without any hassle?" Me.
Both Ivan and Alfred turned around to me. I don't like it when these two fight. It means that they will not get things done. It has to either be me, Arthur or Ludwig that has to meditate between the two.
"But-."
"No buts, Alfred." I jumped up when I heard the British accent right beside me. Of course, that would be Arthur Kirkland.
He is my ENGLAND UNIT. He is the tsundere character meaning he is nice and caring like a mother hen but hides it behind a shell of "toughness". He is also one of the responsible type but he slips up. A lot. No matter how many times he rejects it, you can't deny he will not always be the responsible one. Arthur tends to be a control freak once in a while but that is super rare.
"Ivan was here first, you can go after." Arthur said strictly.
Alfred pouted. "But I was the first to get to the cabinet."
"Oh boy, here we go." I groaned. Then I walked over to the two them and took the top dishes from both of their stacks. One by one I put the dishes back into the cabinet. "There, now stop fighting and start cleaning. You guys still know I'm still pissed that you guys had a drunk party."
"It was Gilbert who brought in the drinks da?" Ivan smiled at me.
"Oh yeah, thank you for reminding me."
I stormed off to find the albino. Gilbert Beilschmidt is my PRUUSSIA UNIT. He is loud, annoying and an overall jackass. He has his good moments but those don't mount up to what he has done in the past. Before his brother came by, I was usually the one to try to pacify him but not anymore. I tend to think of him as that older brother that annoys the hell out of me. CoughMarcocough.
His brother is Ludwig Kaltherzieg; the GERMANY UNIT. I didn't know how to interact with him at first. He was too stern to approach. But he is a well built man who is just looking out for others in the best way possible. But he is not a tsundere, he is just socially awkward. Feli just brings out that side of him you hardly ever see. I don't know how else to describe him then that.
But wouldn't you believe it, Gilbert was the one who decided to have a drunk party last night. Yes, Gilbert was in the fray. So was Francis, Antonio, Mattie, and let's just say it escalated from there.
"Where is he?" I asked myself.
I wandered out the back door. There was no sign of anybody being there. The gate that leads to the next door house was open though. So maybe they are at the other house.
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"OH, hey Mattie." I laughed nervously at the Canadian who was walking beside me. "Sorry, I was kinda . . . . fuming."
"I can tell." Mattie chuckled.
As I stated before, this here is the CANADA UNIT; or Matthew Williams. I call him Mattie for short because calling him Matthew is a mouthful. He is normally a quiet guy and very very sweet. Not honey sweet but ultra, heavy duty, double chunk chocolate cake sweet. Although he is pretty sarcastic and snarky; he doesn't let that nature out too often.
My eyes wandered to Kumajiro; the little polar bear that always accompanies him.
"Hi Kuma." I smiled as petted Kumajiro's head. He looked up at me and called me "that tackle girl" again. I got that nickname the first time he ever arrived here.
"Who are you looking for Kara?" Mattie tilted his head to the side.
"I am looking for a certain albino." I frowned. "He needs to pay for throwing a drunk party."
"Nothing got destroyed this time." Mattie defended.
"Meli was awake."
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"Oh." Mattie scratched the back of his head. "Well they're trying to get over their hangovers."
I bet.
After excusing myself from Mattie, I headed straight to the other house. Right as I pass through the gate, I spotted Gilbert, lounging under the shade of the tree.
Of course, I headed straight for him.
Of course, it never goes that smoothly.
"Ah, petite fluer." My eyes swirled the colors around me until I was face to face with the most perverted man you will ever meet. "There you are my little flower. How are you on this beautiful day?"
"About to give Gilbert a piece of my mind." I declared.
"Oh but I need to . . . uhh . . . fix your hair."
"Fuck off about my hair Francis."
Yep, meet Francis Bonnefoy. Or in other words, the FRANCE UNIT. He is very much flirty and he knows it. He loves his skin, both inside and out; meaning if he ever has the chance to, he would get naked. He hasn't done that in front of me or Meli. He has a very warm and sincere side whenever me or Meli gets sick. He acts so . . . . fatherly. (The units doesn't get sick. I get that they are units and all but wow, I wish I had that kind of immune system.)
But right now, he is anything but.
"Oh, but ma cherie, your hair has grown so long, so fast. I must make it beautiful." Francis swept his hand through my brown hair. Yeah it grew right down to my lower back. But I haven't have done anything to it since a year and a half ago. I slapped his hand away.
"Look, no matter how much you defend him, I'll still give him a piece of my mi-." I turned around to try and spot Gilbert. He disappeared from thin air. "WHERE THE HELL DID THEY GO?!" I turned around to Francis and he was gone too. I growled. "Your heads are going to be served on a silver platter!"
"Oi, shut the fuck up." My eyes shifted to see Lovino slouched on the door. "Some of us are trying to sleep."
"Oh, yeah, you need plenty after the mess you caused last night." Lovino scoffed at me and turned into the house. I followed him suit to see Feliciano slumped on the couch. Ludwig was there, trying to give him hangover medicine.
Romano (Lovino) Vargas, aka the SOUTH ITALY UNIT, in two words is the: Cursing Bastard. He is also a tsundere but more towards the tsun part. Meaning that he resists that he is caring more then he embrace it. He is like my little rival in the household but he does care about me. I appreciate him and that feeling is mutual. And the fact that he hates being around Ludwig more then me.
"Hola, sernoita." My head snapped up to Antonio was tending to Romano. The boss and pupil relationship I think. Antonio held up a cup for me to take. "It's hot chocolate."
"No thanks."
The SPAIN UNIT, aka Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, is the most lovable person here. He may seem oblivious but he really isn't. Sometimes I think he was more like Russia. I don't know, but I think it's his overall presence of being a boss. Aside from that, Antonio is a fun loving, happy-go-lucky Spanish man. He is almost like Francis. Almost. The only main difference is that he can actuall keep his hands in line.
"Hey, Feli, how are you?" I whispered.
"Feeling a little bit better." Feli whispered back.
Feliciano Vargas, the NORTH ITALY UNIT, is the younger brother to Lovino. Feli is a little naïve but not as much as Alfred. He loves to take naps, aka siestas, and loves to eat pasta. What Feli lacks in terms of muscle, he makes up for being the most sincere person in the whole household. He is pretty much the substitute sibling for Meli whenever I have work. Although one thing bugs me about him is that he likes to panic a lot.
The two people in hangover mode were in good hands so I stood up and walked upstairs. If I would had to guess then Gilbert would be there.
Right as I reached the top of the stairs, I rammed straight into somebody. My hand automatically tried to soothe the pain that suddenly erupted on my nose. I looked up to see Vash Zwingli.
The SWITZERLAND UNIT is very strict; up there with Ludwig. Vash has a tall presence to him, making him seem so intimidating but in actuality he is a big brother figure. He is also very frugal which has saved me hundreds every month. And when he works with Ludwig about bills, we save a ton of money. Although he is a bit more protective than average brother. In other words, the trigger happy Swiss will kill anybody that he doesn't know. Yeah, protective older brother.
"Looking for Gilbert?" Vash waved his head to the only door that was open. "I took care of him though."
"Thanks, Vash." I smiled.
I did find Gilbert. He was trying to escape from the window with Francis helping him. It looks like his hangover is not exactly over yet.
AUTHOR'S NOTE!
Elite: Phew, that was a long one.
Kara: Another drunk party, why am I not surprised?
Gilbert: Nothing got broken!
Kara: Meli was awake and in Layman's term: You are indecent.
Elite: I'll leave it up to the readers on how they intercept that little statement. But like I said this is just the intro the familiar characters. The next one is going to throw everybody for a loop. Especially Ivan.
Russia: What is that supposed to mean?
Kara: However you think.
Swizterland: Can we just go to the next chapter already?
Elite: Fine. DX