"This is all your fault, Alex." She gritted, as Eric and Alex laughed.
"Hey, dual personalities much?" Eric grinned.
Sam placed her hands on her hips.
"Shut up." She pouted, as Alex laughed.
"I'd really like a South Korea Unit. Korean power!" He pumped his fist, as Sam shook her head.
"If I could choose, I'd have an England unit. England seems old enough to take care of himself." She reasoned, as Alex shook his head.
"He'd blow off the fire alarm while he cooked. Do you seriously want to deal with firefighters?" He asked.
"Woah, woah. You're not thinking of keeping these guys, are you? Two more mouths to feed." Eric asked.
"Aw, c'mon Eric. Stop being such a sourpuss. They can work!" Alex pounded Eric's back.
"Yeah! Besides, they can cook! The Italian twins make some mean pasta!" Sam protested, as Eric pouted.
"I can cook too, you know." He muttered, as Sam snorted.
"Your food is not edible. Last time I let you cook, you burnt the rice in the rice cooker." She complained.
"Anyway, today is Friday, yeah? We have to get Prussia and America some clothes." Alex reasoned.
"Well, I guess." Sam said.
"Any money we spend is coming out of your pocket, got it?" Eric confirmed.
"Yeah, yeah." Sam sighed, before grabbing her wallet.
"C'mon Alex." She said, as America and Prussia ran down the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Prussia asked curiously.
"We're going to get you two clothes. Come with us." Alex smiled.
At the mall…
"Whew!" America smiled. He was proudly wearing a t-shirt with a picture of a hamburger that said, "I heart hamburgers" and black pants. Prussia was wearing a black sweater. Under the sweater was a plain blue t-shirt, along with a pair of slacks.
"Gilbert, are you sure you won't buy anything else?" Alex asked.
"Um, yes. I think this is all I need." Gilbert awkwardly tugged at his sweater.
"C'mon dudes! Let's go back home! I want to play a game!" America pouted childlishly.
"Sure, sure. C'mon, we'll go home. I'll give you a few days to get adjusted, than you can go get a job." Sam offered.
"Sure!" Alfred playfully ruffled Sam's hair.
"What job to you want, Gilbert?" Sam asked.
"I don't know. I'm good around the house, but that's all I can really do that well." Gilbert admitted.
"Don't worry. You can help with the chores than." Sam smiled.
"Oop, is that Joey? Trevor's with him!" Alex stood on his tip-toes, before dashing over to his friends.
"Joey! Trevor!" He lunged, as Trevor dodged quickly.
"Trevs… why did you dodge?" Alex asked, as Sam ran up quickly to them.
"Alex!" She scolded, as Trevor smiled.
"Hello Sam." He greeted, as Sam managed a tired smile.
"Uh, yeah, hi." She smiled, as Joey laughed.
"Dude, Alex, that was the best faceplant ever!" He grinned, as America came running up to them, worried.
"Hey, dudes, I heard someone hit the ground, are you okay?" He perked up when he saw Sam nod.
"Um, it was just Alex being Alex again." She dismissed it with the wave of her hand.
"Oh, um, are you sure he's okay?" America pointed to Alex.
"I hope." Joey muttered.
"Oh, right! Um, Alfred, this is Trevor, and he's Joey. Joey, Trevs, this is Alfred." America smiled.
"Hi, I'm Alfred, the HERO!" He laughed.
"Hello. I take it you know Sam well?" Trevor asked.
"Um, yeah! He's… um, my cousin!" Sam laughed awkwardly, as Prussia walked over to them.
"Uh, Sam, Eric's getting mad." He said, as Sam laughed.
"Okay, gotta go! See you at school!" She smiled, before running off.
Strange… Trevor thought silently, as Joey frowned.
"Hey, Trevor, you alright?" He asked, as Trevor nodded.
"Yes, I'm fine." He said quickly.
Joey shrugged.
"Whatever."
"Man, oh man. That was scary. America, Prussia, you two are my cousins from now on." Sam said.
"Scary, huh?" Alex asked. He had a long strip of cloth wrapped around his forehead as he winced.
"Is your head feeling better?" Sam asked, as Alex grinned.
"Yup." He responded.
"Well, we'd better go to sleep." Alex smiled, as America nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah! The Hero is tired!" He said, as Sam nodded.
"Good night you guys." She said, yawning.
Sam awoke to a loud ring. Opening her door and walking down, she swung open her door, to see Carl, grinning and waving.
"You got a Italy unit." He said.
"An Italy?" She asked, as Alex came down, yawning.
"G' morning Sam. Hm, what's that?" Alex asked.
"Another unit?" Eric groaned, as Carl laughed.
"See you." He said, before leaving.
"Hm, how to open the Italy unit…" Alex tore open the manual, before reading.
Removal of your FELICIANO VARGAS Unit from Packaging
Your unit is a wonderfully amiable one, and it is quite hard to wake him in a way that will make him hate you. To avoid streams of tears soaking into your carpet, however, we have enclosed the following list of fail-safe ways to turn on your unit.
1. Cook a plate of pasta and set it next to the box. If you are worried that you will burn the pasta, simply drag your box into the kitchen and start boiling water. Your unit will start trying to punch his way out, but have no fear - he will stop within the second and start crying that the box is very hard. It is safe to undo the top; he will jump into your arms if you are male, and hug you tightly if you are female, in thanks for saving him from "the scary box"; when he lets go, you can reprogram him if desired.
2. Bring in either a LUDWIG KALTHERZIG, LOVINO VARGAS, or AUGUSTUS VARGAS unit, and have them call your FELICIANO VARGAS unit's name loud enough to hear across the street. Though he will have a positive reaction to the last choice, your unit will shake in fear at the last two - but he's cute when he's scared, so that's okay. When he calms down, you can reprogram him.
3. Open the box and tug his curl. He will jerk up and start shaking, at which time you can reprogram him. Be warned, nearby LOVINO VARGAS units might come barging in and threatening to kill you for violating their brother.
Alex laughed.
"These manuals are hilarious."
"Alright, I'll go boil water. Sam, go drag in the box." Eric ordered, before setting off for the kitchen. Sam started tugging at the box.
"G' morning guys!" America started running down the stairs.
"Hi. Where's Prussia?" Alex asked, as Prussia followed.
"Hello. I'm right here." He said, before Sam grinned.
"Morning. Can the two of you help me with the box?" Sam asked, before America laughed.
"NEVER FEAR, THE HERO IS HERE!" He started tugging, before stopping it at Eric's feet.
Boom! America jumped back as a resounding pound was heard through the house. Sam and Alex rushed in as they heard a distressed cry.
"H-help! T-the box is hard!" Alex pried open the lid, as Italy jumped out and into his arms.
"What the fuck?!" Alex screamed, dropping Italy as Sam laughed.
"I guess that's typical Italy." She noted.
"… and so, those are the rules. Do you have any questions?" Eric asked, as Italy spoke up.
"Do you have pasta?"
"No."
"Beds cost a lot of money." Alex whispered, as he clicked on the cheapest, which cost about $122.
"True that. Well, I'm going to sleep, see you." Sam walked out of Alex's room as she closed the door quietly.
"RISE AND SHINE MY FRIENDS!" Alex screamed loudly, before Eric pushed him down the stairs lazily.
"Shut up, twerp." He said, before stepping over him. Sam walked down the stairs, before planting one foot on Alex. She stared down.
"You know, you really look like part of the furniture from here." She commented casually, before continuing on to the kitchen.
Prussia was next to come down. He just sat down in his seat at the kitchen and waited for breakfeast, helping set the table.
America waved, rushing down the stairs as he plopped down on the couch.
"PASTA!" Italy screamed, running down the stairs and turning on the T.V. quickly. Crashing could be heard from the kitchen, as Alex emerged, holding a huge box that read: AIRBED, THE INFLATABLE BED OF YOUR DREAMS.
"Alright! It took a while but I finally found it!" He grinned, setting it in front of the couch.
"What the fuck is that?" Sam asked, quickly brushing some dust off of the box.
"An airbed! We're all having a sleepover today!" Alex claimed, as Sam looked on, confused.
"A sleepover? We're all sleeping in the same place though…" She commented, as Alex laughed.
"We're inviting Trevor and Joey! Duh." He stated, making a grab for Sam's phone.
"What? No we're not." Sam stated, as Italy started cheering.
"A sleepover? Yay, ve~"
