Elite: Teehee

Russia: I am not feelng to good here.

America: Oh shit dude, I feel sorry for you.

Russia: Why?

America and Elite: You will see.

Kara: Yeah, this is not a good chapter for me or Ivan.

England: Oh great, I wonder what the blood hell this idiot came up with.

Elite: Something epic. Either way, I hope you guys enjoy the chapter and I'll see you guys at the Author's Note at the bottom. I don't Hetalia or the manuals. XD


Chapter 2: Arrival of the Little Sister


It's four in the morning and I can't sleep.

How do I spend my time?

By listening to music, eating ice cream, and look at things on the internet.

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What a way to spend time.

Super busy days have left me now that high school is out of the picture. The graduation wasn't exactly the "best" but it definitely means I am ready for college life. But of course, life is never that simple. If it was, then I wouldn't have headaches every week.

Ah whatever, it's life.

I yawned as I closed the laptop. I really have no intention of sleeping but my back is killing me. Just as I was about to crawl into my own bed (Feli is sleeping with Lovino or Ludwig now. I GET MY OWN BED!), I heard a loud banging at my front door. My whole body froze at the dreaded sound. After a little bit, the banging sound got louder.

And louder.

And louder.

Anger built up in my chest as I stomped down the stairs.

"Who the fuck is this at four in the god damn morning?" I hissed at the door.

"Hey, calm down." I relaxed a little bit at the feminine voice. "I am just here to make a delivery."

"At this early in the morning?" I slowly opened the front door. I stopped completely when I saw the Flying Mint Bunny Corp. delivery girl standing in front of me. I frowned. "You have got to be kidding me. A unit delivery?"

"Oh you already have units?" She asked me in a curious tone. It was kind of dark but the street light was enough to see the colors and the watermark. The delivery girl just looked through her papers. "That's weird. It says you are the newest person to ever receive units."

"I have been a customer for almost two years." Okay, I was getting pissed. "Look up the name Kara Maribelle; that's me."

The girl went back to her truck and did so. As I waited for her, I looked up at the all too familiar unit box. The manual was taped to the side. However I can't read the title since that side was taped to the actual metal box.

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Wait, hold up.

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Why is this box metal?

"Kara Maribelle, right?" I turned to the delivery girl who just came back from her truck. I nodded my head to her. "Yeah, I have you here. Wow you didn't receive a new unit in almost a year and half."

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Well that explains why I haven't heard anything from the company during that time.

"It says here you were supposed to gain at least ten more units before I arrived."

"What? Ten?! There is no way I can fit ten more people in any more living space." I complained.

"It seems like the company saw this problem too." The delivery girl flipped through her notes or files of me. "You were the only customer who received all of the models with a few of them being betas. I guess the company forgot to send you more while they were making the new betas." The delivery girl looked up at me. "That happens sometimes, that's why people get more then one units at a time."

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"So now, what's going to happen?" I asked her cautiously.

"Well, I have to talk with my superiors for that answer. But in the meantime." She held out a clipboard for me to sign. "Sign here please."

I took the clipboard and signed like I did a long time ago.

"Can I have your name, please? Since Hugo is not going to be my delivery person anymore." I paused. "Wait, whatever happened to Hugo?"

"My name is Natasha." She smiled. "And well I don't know any of the the other delilvery people. I just started workig for them recently." She shrugged. I handed her the clipboard. She bowed her head and smiled. "Have fun with your Belarus Unit."

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"Wait, what?!" I shouted. I looked at the box and then at Natasha. She was giggling her ass off. "How the hell do you know that?"

"All Belarus units comes in metal boxes."

Then just like that she was gone.

-Hetalia-

"Shit, shit, shit. . . ." My eyes directed themselves to the box and then to floor where already a deep impression of pacing was seen. "How am I going to do this? This is bad. . . ."

Yeah, I am getting stressed out.

Reading the manual that came with Belarus, it did not help me one single bit. Ivan is going to freak out when he sees this and that will ultimately get him major scared. Not only will that be a hassle but now he will be scared to even go to work and that is not good.

It's four-thirty in the morning and nobody will be willing to help me out.

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I literally mean nobody.

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Okay, nobody in this household BUT STILL!

The worst part about this is, I have no idea how Belarus can handle around children.

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Maybe if I read the manual again. I might have missed something.

"Little Dear One?" My whole body froze at the Russian accent. I quickly faced the stairs where Ivan was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He then noticed the metal box standing right by the door. I held the manual to my chest. "Hmm? We have new comrade, da?"

"Yeah." I looked at the metal box. "I'm just glad we have room now."

"It was so cramped before, da?" Ivan walked over to the box and gently touched the metal. "Why is this metal?"

"I really have no clue." I sighed

"Little Dear One."

"I am hoping this unit will be alright. I mean, he or she can-wait, are there any female units?"

"There are plenty comrade. However, Little Dear One. . ."

"I read in Gilbert's Manual that there was a genderbend. Do you know if-."

"Little. Dear. One."

"Y-yes?" Crap, Ivan was giving off that creepy aura. He is so not pleased.

"Who is it?"

". . . ."

I don't wanna say it.

I really don't want to say it.

"Little Dear One, I asked you who is this new comrade of ours." Ivan turned away from the box and looked at me. His dark purple aura was emitting from his body.

"Uhhh . . . . uhhh . . . ." Shit, what am I going to do?

"Kara~ . . ."

Ivan took a step closer.

"Seeya."

My feet tried to sprint away from Ivan. I didn't get the chance because Ivan lifted me off of my feet. Then he sat down on the couch with his arms around my waist.

"Ivan, let me go." I frowned. "I am not going to tell you who is in that box."

"What box?" Both me and Ivan turned to Arthur who just woke. Arthur looked at the box right by the door and then to Ivan and I. He raised an eyebrow. "What is going on?"

"Little Dear One will not tell me who is in the box and I do want to know." At those last five words, Ivan squeezed his arms around my stomach. When I mean squeezed, I mean squeezing the life out of me.

"Ivan!" I growled. "Dude, not cool."

"Why don't you get the manual and read the title?" Arthur asked. Ivan turned his body with his grip still on me. Arthur noticed my tight grip on the manual. "Kara, love, give me the manual."

"No, no, no, no, no, no." My head shaking wit every word.

"Kara." Arthur was giving me give-it-up look. I just shook my head. "Kara . . ."

"Trust me, you don't want to know." I warned them.

Suddenly I felt a light tug on the manual. I held it tighter against me and leaned over it. There is no way that I am going to let the older brother of the most violent Hetalia character know that she is here.

Arthur came over to the both of us and gripped the top of the manual. I gripped tighter.

"Kara, let got of this bloody book." Arthur demanded.

"No way." Just then Ivan started tickling me. One of the weaknesses I hate. I snort when I laugh. It sucks because Ivan is the only one who can get my tickle spots on the dot. "Fuck . . . you. . . . Ivan . . . . NO! Stop! . . . . . Hahahahah no, stop it!"

"Ah ha, got it!" Arthur backed away a little. "Alright, now who is this new-." Ivan casually tossed me on the couch and looked behind Arthur's shoulder. "Oh bloody hell . . ."

"Natalya Arlovskaya. . . . ." The color on Ivan's face just drained completely. "Oh no."

Loud metallic bangs echoed through the house. I looked at the metal box and it was shaking from side to side. It looked like an earthquake hit.

But this was something much much much worse.

"Big brother . . ."

"Shit."

"Big brother . . ."

"Oh no . . ."

"MARRY ME BIG BROTHER!"

"GO HOME!"

The metal on the box twisted on the side. Ivan was already gone when the side of the box tore off of it's hinges. I ducked behind the couch as the metal plate landed right on the edge of the couch. My fingers were almost cut off.

"BIG BROTHER!"

"GO HOME!"

There was a loud rumbling sound that boomed through the whole house. I also heard hasty footsteps from upstairs that came down. Some cursing and some screaming.

Lots and lots of screaming.

As soon as it calmed down, I peeked over the metal plate. Ludwig blinked at me and I blinked at him. Arthur, Ivan and Natalya are nowhere to be seen. Ludwig just give a huge sigh and looked at me.

"Breakfast?"

"Yes please."


AUTHOR'S NOTE!


Elite: Pffffffffft HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAH

America: Like I said, I feel so bad!

Russia: Why?

Belarus: Marry me big brother!

Russia: GO HOME!

America: Dude, she lives with us so she is home!

Russia: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Elite: I couldn't resist adding a new unit to the family. And say hello to the first female unit to enter into Kara's household. I had to start it off with a bang.

Kara: Yes you did. You just had to.

Elite: I love you too.

Switzerland: Now, Elite will update more often if she sees some reviews. She very much appericates it and would like to see it happening. Be gracious enough to do so or I will hit you with my peace prize.

Elite: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO STOP THREATENING THE READERS?!