Year of the Hetalia Units Ch 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, but I do own Lizzie, Mia, and Kara. The units come from LilliDictator's manuals.

I'm sorry for any Spanish grammar and/or spelling.

The next day I was awoken by another knock at the door. This was getting old already. I threw on my bathrobe and sulked down the stairs to open the door.

When I opened it, the same man as yesterday stood there. "You apparently got more unit than one, sign here." He handed me the electronic notebook and dropped the box in my living room.

He handed me a manual. "I'm Charlie, by the way. It looks as if I'll be here a few more times this week."

I thanked him and he walked out the door. Glancing down at the manual I saw it was Spain. "Just perfect," I thought, "One more person and I'll have the bad tough trio."

I looked at the manual and looked at the ways to wake him up. The first one, making Spanish or Mexican food, seemed to be best one. I needed to make breakfast and I had all the ingredients for magdalenas. They were one of my specialties. I thought I should make cafe con leche as well so I wouldn't have to pay for Starbucks. I got to cooking.

Soon, Gilbert got off the couch and Mia crawled out of bed. Mia was blabbering to Prussia about how good my magdalenas were when I heard the creak of the box being opened.

Spain stood in the doorway. "Ah, you are making magdalenas?"

I turned around. "Si, y buenos dias España."

Prussia was looking at me, then at Spain, then at me again. "You didn't tell me he was coming! That's so unawesome!"

I laughed. "I didn't know until 7 this morning, don't look at me. Spain, I know you just got here, but would you mind helping me with the coffee? I can't trust either of these two with the cafe con leche, neither of them can cook."

"I can cook!" Mia glared at me. I chuckled under my breath. She can only make eggs and toast, anything else is from a box.

Spain and I continued to talk and cook until everything was done. I briefed Spain on the rules, tweaking them a little by saying no bringing people home at night, and everything went fairly well.

We finished breakfast and I made Prussia clean up (much to his dismay). After I inspected everything to make sure it was clean, I began to unpack a box.

Prussia and Spain looked at me like I was crazy. Mia came over and helped me unpack the box.

"What?" I asked. "It's Christmas in two days. Don't tell me you guys don't like Christmas."

"Aren't you Jewish?"

I looked at Prussia. "How...?"

"You're always wearing that star around your neck." I reached my hand up and touched the star of David necklace. It was my biological mother's, the last piece of my parents. Before they died in the crash, they gave it to me. I'm not going to go into the depressing back-story now.

"It's my mother's."

"Ah."

"Yeah, so wanna help me unpack? I have four more boxes."

They came over and we all were unpacking. I took out the menorah and placed it in the living room window because Chanukah didn't start for a week.

We were in the middle of unpacking the second box when the door rang. I asked Prussia to open it.

I heard a squeal and footsteps.

My friend Shelby ran up to me. "You never told me you got Hetalia units!"

I pouted. "Prussia came yesterday and Spain hasn't been here for four hours!"

"You still shoulda told me Liz!"

"You were on a plane on the way back from Portugal!" That slightly peaked Spain's interest, making him look up at Shelby.

"So?" We went on fighting like this for a few minutes until everyone else got tired of it and went back to unpacking.

I introduced Shelby to everyone. She was dressed in a simple outfit of a t-shirt and jeans with a vest. Her short, light brown hair was messy from the snow and her blue eyes sparkled excitedly.

"Let's get ready for Christmas!"

In an hour and a half, we had a Christmas tree up, angel and all. It was a hodgepodge of different ornaments I had collected from different places around the world, so it had everything from ornately painted Chinese traditional Christmas ornaments to a woven star from Guatemala.

I stepped back and held my hands up like I was taking a picture. "Perfect."

"This is so unawesome! It sucks, Ms. Tornado-hair! It's just a bunch of random ornaments on a tree!"

Mia looked at him with a frown on her face. "Isn't that the way it's supposed to be?"

Prussia sighed angrily. "No. It's supposed to have a bunch of SIMILAR ornaments and look pretty, not like a traveling book."

Shelby looked ready to kill him. I let out a shaky breath and said, "Prussia, despite your beliefs, this Christmas tree is not here for you."

"Who's it here for then?"

The door opened with a creak and then slammed shut. "Oh lord!" I said, throwing open the door and running down the hall with Mia in toe. Prussia and Spain looked baffled as they stood in the living room.

"Ahahahah... Where are they going?"

We ran down the hall and the stairs, eventually catching up with a small girl in an alpine ski cap.

"Kara," Mia whispered, hugging the girl, "it's okay. They're our friends."

Kara hugged back with all her heart and then turned to me. "Liz!" she squeaked excitedly, jumping into my arms. I picked her up and spun her around. Then, I carried her back to the room. When we reached the room, Kara buried her head in my shoulder. She's so shy...

"So who's the kid?" Prussia asked.

"This is Kara."

"Ella as muy bonito."

At this, Kara's head popped up. She rummaged around in her pocket until she found her blue and black hand puppet. "Habla Espanol?" she made the puppet say.

"Porque hables tu a la marioneta?" Spain looked confused.

I looked at Kara as she began to make the puppet speak. "Master Kara is shy. She can talk, but won't speak to you directly if you are a stranger. She'll just use Robby. That's me."

I set Kara down and she ran over to the Christmas tree. She made Robby face us. "You put up the Christmas tree! It's beautiful!"

Prussia looked at Kara with a who-the-hell-is-this-crazy-person face. I just scoffed. He just didn't get it. This was all for her. She was the only one of us who was Christian or needed someone to speak Spanish.

Now, she made Robby talk to Spain. They had struck a conversation about a project on tomatoes she had done at school, from what I could tell. Spain's face lit up. He looked as if he'd re-found Chibi!Romano.

Shelby was on her cell phone with a worried look on her face. "Ivan what?" She turned to me. "Sorry Liz, I have to go a bit early. Ivan found Vivera."

I shook my head. "It's fine, Shelby. And everyone knows you keep it in the kitchen. You've taken it out 6 times..."

Shelby ran out the door. I turned back to everyone. "It's around 5, who wants dinner?"