Ok, this is my first fic, so please don't be brutal if you decide to comment.
Warnings: OC's and their mouths
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia because if I did, Feliciano would be a little more assertive and scary at times. I don't own the manual idea either. Or Olive Garden for that matter. Just Maria and Cassandra.
Cassandra's POV
I was sitting at home watching anime on Funimation with my best friend/neighbor Maria. I don't know why, but I got a sudden urge to check my e-mail.
"HEY, it was just getting to the best part!" Maria complained. "Soul was just about to turn that kishin into dinner."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, but I wanted to see if any of my students' parents e-mailed me about anything," I said. Report cards just came out and I wanted to see the usual parents complaining about their child's grades.
"Alright, fine. But don't reply just yet. Wait until after the episode is over," she whined.
Luckily, no parents had e-mailed me, but I did see an e-mail from my second favorite website.
"Oooooooh, Ria, the dubbed version of "Paint It White" came out today!" I squealed excitedly.
"No way! Lemme see," she said as she pushed me over slightly.
We both read the e-mail quickly and she shook me screaming, "ORDER IT, ORDER IT NOW!" So I did. There was no way I was passing up a deal this good. I hoped the bandana I got with it was red. I gave my name, address and phone number and clicked send. Then it said my DVD, bandana and unit would arrive in about three business days.
"Wait, units?" I inquired quietly. It's a good thing I didn't delete the e-mail yet, because I must have checked it more than a thousand times. I didn't see anything about units! I didn't even know they existed!
Ria must have not seen it, because she said, "Ok, that's enough. You ordered the DVD, it went through, now go BACK."
For the next two days, I worried my ass off about if I had enough room in my house for all the units that were bound to come. Would I be able to handle them all? Would they get along well enough? Will they eat me out of house and home? The day before my first unit was set to arrive, Maria decided to treat me to a dinner at our favorite restaurant, Olive Garden.
"Ria, are you sure you'll be able to pay for all this?" I asked.
"Sandra, don't worry, of course I do. Even though we both get a teacher's salary and I'm the less responsible of the two of us, I had a bunch of money saved up for days like this," she assured.
I ordered the Seafood Alfredo, while she had gotten the Venetian Apricot Chicken. I had also gotten a Pinot Noir, while my Mexican friend ordered a Corona beer after she promised me she wouldn't go overboard this time.
As we waited for our food and alcohol to come, she told me that she had ordered a "Paint It White" DVD the day after I did. I couldn't help but wonder if she had gotten a unit also. Or maybe it was just a select few, like if I was the 100th person to order one or something. We had decided to watch it at her house. That's when she answered the question in my mind.
"Um, Cassandra," I was instantly worried because she never uses my full name unless she's extremely serious, "Did your message say something about a 'unit' after you ordered your DVD?"
"Oh thank the heavens, it's not just me," I thought. "Yes it did. So does that mean that you'll get yours the day after mine?"
"I guess it does," she confirmed. "You know, I didn't even think these were actually real."
"Me neither."
"I mean, I only read about things like this happening in fan fiction. Do you think those were actually nonfiction stories? THAT WOULD BE SO COOL!"
"Quiet down, do you want to get kicked out? And no, I don't think they're real stories. They wouldn't be fan fiction otherwise."
Luckily, our food and drinks came and we didn't have to talk about it anymore.
During the car ride back, she brought it back up.
"So, Sandra," she started, "Who do you think you'll get when the unit comes tomorrow?"
I didn't think about who I'd get as much as where they'd be, so I thought about it for a little bit and answered, "I don't know. Hopefully Canada."
"Oh, I bet you would like it if you got dear ol' Mattie first. As soon as you opened the box, you would jump him," she teased.
"Fuck you," I said with a smile. All the teachers we hang out with at the school watch Hetalia also, but Maria is the only one who knows that I am basically in love with Canada. And she loves to tease me about it any chance she gets.
"I bet I know who you would love to get," I said, about to start on her.
"Who?" she asked.
"Hmm, someone from Eastern Europe."
"Elaborate . . . "
"The Baltic area," knowing I'm getting closer from the agitated look on her face. Hehe, she hates being teased.
"Which. One?" she asked through her teeth.
"I do believe his country name starts with an 'L'"
"SPIT IT OUT ALREADY"
I laughed hard while keeping my eyes on the road, "Ok, ok fine. I know, for a fact, that you hope to get Lithuania as your first unit."
"Thank you. And you're right. Oh the things I would do to him," she said with a scary glint in her eye.
"Hey, I don't wanna hear you're fantasies. Wait until you're in bed to think about those," I said while laughing. She then punched me in the arm.
The next day was horrible. All of my classes were terribly loud and extremely obnoxious. I had to send one of them to the office, which I don't do often. So when I got home and saw a huge box on my porch, I freaked. Why the hell did this have to be the day it came? I stomped over to it, looked it up and down, unlocked my door, and jumped up to get the manual on top of the box. Who'd I get?
FELICIANO VARGAS: User Guide and Manual
This could either go really well, or end up really bloody.
Well, that was my first story. Please be gentle if you review. You don't have to, but I would like it if you would. BTW, if you can guess who Maria will get, you get a cookie. It's not Lithuania, just so you know.
