I'm back! I tried to upload this yesterday, but wouldn't let me D: so here I am today! Doing this instead of my poetry project! Woot procrastination!

Umm... oh yeah! You're probably wondering when they're gonna start traveling right? no? well, I'll tell you anyway: in the story it's the middle of October.. They won't travel till about 3 days after Christmas... long time huh? don't worry, once I get everyone in, I'll skip some time... Am I making any sense?

Disclaimer: still don't own Hetalia or the manuals! Hidekaz-sensei and LolliDictator do respectively!

Enjoy~

I blinked and then stepped aside to let my friend in. After I closed the door I said, "Your dad beat you again, didn't he?"

At those words tears began flowing out of her eyes, and she pressed her face onto my shoulder. I hugged her carefully saying, "Oh Rosa, you poor thing. Why don't you ever go to the police?" She didn't reply, just kept on sobbing. I sighed, "Come on. Let's go clean you up. We especially need to stop this bleeding on your head." Rosalee (that's her full name) nodded, and I took her to the kitchen and found the bandages and started patching my only friend up.

While I was putting the finishing touches on Rosa, Ita-chan bounded in. He stopped short when he noticed Rosa sitting in a chair covered with bandages.

"Ve~ Who is this and what happened to her?" he asked, tilting his head to the side adorably.

"Ita-chan, this is my best friend Rosalee. Rosa, this is Feliciano Vargas, aka Italy," I introduced them.

"Ve~ Nice to meet you! But, what happened? How did you get hurt?"

Rosa looked at me, and I understood: she didn't want anyone else to know, not yet.

"She had a little biking accident. No biggy!" I said cheerfully.

"Ve~! No biggy? That's bad! Are okay, Rosalee?"

"Haha! Don't worry Feli-kun, I'm fine!" laughed Rosa.

"Vee~ Thank goodness. I know! I'll make some pasta to cheer you up!"

"Sounds great!" I cheered because my stomach had been telling me it was lunchtime for a while now.

While Ita-chan bounced around the kitchen with Rosa watching, I heard the doorbell ring for the third time today. As I headed to the door, I thought, Jeez… That bell has rung more times today than it does in a year! Make that two…

I opened the door to reveal that pissed off delivery man and another large box.

"Huh?" I looked at Mr. Bunny Ears (that's what I call him) questioningly.

"It was delivered to us early by accident. So, we're brining it to you early," he deadpanned.

"I see you're still in a great mood," I observed sarcastically as I signed the clipboard once again.

"Hnn. Same place?"

"Sure."

After moving the boxes into the living room, nodded to me and drove off. I looked down at the manual. It read: IVAN BRAGINSKI: User Guide and Manual.

. . .

Fuck. I just got Russia. Wonderful…

"Uhh, Zena? What's that?" Rosalee's voice suddenly drifted over to me.

"The personification of the Russian Federation. In a box," I said grimly.

"Oh…"

"Mhmm… Well, I guess I'd better wake him up. Can you go tell Ita-chan who just arrived so he's not surprised?" I told my friend, not wanting her to get more hurt.

"Sure thing," and she walked back to the kitchen.

"Now to open the psycho," I muttered. Then I stood by the box and said, "Брат!" in the creepiest voice I could muster. Immediately I heard sobbing. Grinning at the sound, I carefully opened the box. The huge man inside looked up, tears in his gorgeous violet eyes, and said, "Y-you're not Natalya."

"Nope," I grinned. "My name's Zena. Don't worry; your sister isn't anywhere near here."

"That's good, da?" he smiled a little creepily.

"Uh huh…" I tried to shake off the slightly ominous feeling creeping up around Ivan. "I'll show you to your room, and then we can go eat the lunch Ita-chan made."

"Italy is here too, da?"

"Yeah, and please don't scare him or my friend Rosalee too badly okay? I really don't want the police over here any time soon."

"Okay. I can have vodka, da?"

"Uh… You can have a bottle at lunch, but please don't have too much until I can get you an ID from Customer Services."

"Okay."

After showing Ivan to one of the rooms on the second floor, I lead him downstairs to the kitchen. We found a bubbly Ita-chan piling pasta onto plates (where did he find all that pasta?) while chatting with Rosa. Rosa looked a lot happier now which relieved me. I hate seeing her sad. After all, she's been my one and only friend since we were legally allowed to have accounts on Gaia.* That's how we first met, and eventually, after finding out that we lived near each other, we met in person. Best friends ever since. Of course, not too long ago I learned that she lives with her dad who beats her regularly. She's asked me not to tell the police, and I haven't. But lately I've been getting worried about her. I've offered to let her stay at my house for basically the rest of our lives. But if she's gone for more than a month at a time, her dad will call the police, and I'd probably get arrested for kidnapping or something, which would be a problem. So, I allow Rosa to go home once a month where she's beaten cruelly, and I do nothing. God, I'm a horrible friend, but what can I do? Maybe one day I'll get the chance to bust that son of a bitch who calls himself Rosa's dad.

Back to reality. While I was musing, Ivan had gone over to Rosa and started poking her head. At first I was confused (and a little amused), but then I noticed that there was still blood in her hair. Aww! How sweet, he's worried about her, I thought as I grabbed a wet rag and finished cleaning Rosa's thin, blonde hair. I swear I act like her mother.

"Don't worry, she was just in a little, uh, accident. She's fine!" I "explained."

"She's okay now, da?"

"Yes, she's fine. I patched her up."

Ivan seemed satisfied with that answer for now and went to go pick up his plate and sat at the table. Ita-chan and Rosa followed closely behind.

This is a little weird… I've never had this many people in my house at one time, I thought while giggling quietly at Ivan who was scaring Ita-chan. It's a little noisy, but kind of fun. "Alright Ivan, leave Ita-chan alone!" I said out loud after Ita-chan hid behind my chair, pasta hanging out of his mouth. "Alright, alright! Ivan really, stop scaring Ita-chan and let him eat." I managed to say between laughs. Ivan looked slightly disappointed, but he relented and the dark aura receded a bit.

After lunch, I called Customer Service and asked for an ID for Ivan seeing as three of his five vodka bottles had mysteriously disappeared. They said it would be delivered along with the next unit shipment, which should be tomorrow. I thanked the person and hung up. I decided that since tomorrow was Saturday, I would take Ita-chan, Ivan, and whoever else arrived out shopping for new, less military-like clothes. Oh and Rosa needed new clothes too. Poor thing looked awful.

As I fell asleep that night next to Rosa with Ita-chan on the day bed and Ivan on the next floor down, I thought, My life is never going to be quiet again, is it?

All done! How was it? Not too bad I hope! Tell me if there are any major typos and/or parts that don't make sense! But be nice about it~

I'll see you all soon!