A/N: Thank you everyone for your favorites, follows, and reviews and for reading this piece. Thank you to EliteKessu, Iris-Reid92, midnightstrella, bobamilkutea, and TheAmazingGenie for all your wonderful reviews! Oh, and I saw some requests for units. At the moment, the first few units I have set in stone, but after that, I'll start adding in request units.

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Grabbing the broom and dustpan from the crevice between the fridge and the wall, Alice went back to work, the broom making things go quicker than with just hands. And still, Gilbert did nothing to help. The albino unit just sat on the couch, fiddling around with his scarf as he watched with a smug grin.

"Are you seriously going to just sit on your ass and do nothing to help?" she asked harshly, shooting him an irritated look.

"Nope, I think you got it handled," he said with a smirk. Alice wanted to deck him. Her favorite Hetalia character was right there with her, and she wanted nothing more than just punch him straight in the nose. Biting her tongue, she got the last of the packing peanuts and shoveled them back into the box.

"So what were ya late for today?" he asked, stretching and removing himself from the couch. Following where she had gone, he went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There wasn't all that much in there, some drinks and a half eaten cake, but he did grab a can of coke. It wasn't beer, but he was still thirsty. And now with the ID in his back pocket, getting beer in the future wouldn't be too much of a problem.

"I happened to miss my Psychology class. I'm a college student," she explained, wondering if she was missing anything important. Luckily, slides were available online, but they wouldn't go as in depth as an actual lecture.

"Psychology eh? Then tell me what awesome thought I am thinking," Prussia asked with a grin as he opened the can, chugging it down. He really wished he was beer, but it was enough to satisfy him for the moment.

"One. Probably something about how you wish that was beer or something." Gilbert choked slightly at her correct guess, some soda running down his chin. "And two, psychology isn't mind reading. You're thinking of psychics."

"Same thing," he said, wiping his chin with the back of his hand. She rolled her brown eyes and shoved the broom and pan inside the box as well, dragging it into the corner of the living room. Feeling accomplished by actually cleaning something, she went to go and reward herself with some chocolate cake. She sliced the rest of the dessert into three, the largest one for herself, and after a reluctant glare, she handed the second to Gilbert.

"Danke," he said, quickly taking a chunk out with his fingers before she could even give him a fork. She sighed, following keeping the fork for herself. She left the last bit for Alana when she got up. She wasn't too fond of chocolate, but if she found out some was eaten and she wasn't offered any, she got rather annoyed. Noticing the time, it had already been fifteen minutes. She shrugged assuming traffic.

"So how long until your hot sounding friend gets here?" Gil asked with his mouth full. Oh, the urge to punch.

"She should have been here already, but there's probably some traffic," she shrugged, trying to ignore the comment. She was about to open her mouth again to speak when her phone went off again, Alana's number displayed.

"Dareka ga yonderu

Ore wo yondeiru

Ii ze makasetoke iku ze

Motto! Mott-"

"Again, I totally love your ringtone," Gilbert smirked as Alice answered, pressing the button a little too harshly. She knew she'd have to change it soon. Maybe to something Russia related, she thought with a smile.

"Hey Alana, you on your way?" Alice asked, holding the phone between her shoulder and ear as she tried to keep eating her cake.

"Alice? You wanted me to come over right?" Alana asked, sounding very confused. Alice nodded, forgetting that she couldn't see her do so. "You're nodding, aren't you?"

"Oops, uh yeah, I wanted you over. What's wrong?" Alice asked, realizing her mistake. There was a small pause before Alana sighed.

"How the hell do you want me to get in?" Alana laughed, utterly confusing her. Prussia even raised an eyebrow at her laughter.

"You're here? Just walk in like you normally do," Alice pointed out, walking to the door and opening the door just in case she locked it. "You never had a problem with barging in bef-WHAT THE HELL?!" Alice gaped as she opened the door, being greeted not by the site of a poorly painted railing and a large tree, branches going around and over the bars, but a giant brown box blocking almost the entire doorway. Her blood ran cold as she turned back to the corner of her living room, looking at the open box full of peanuts. They were about the exact same size.

"Yeah, the 'what' was kind of my reaction too," Alana commented, this time not through the phone, but peering through the small gap between the box and door. Both the blond and silverette jumped at her sudden appearance. "So what's with the box?"

"Uh, it kind of has something to do with why I called you over," Alice explained, spotting the sharpied on HF."J-just help me get this in, okay?"

"Sure," she called, tilting the box her way. Alice and Gilbert grabbed their end, trying to bring the heavy box in horizontally. Almost dropping in twice, they managed to set it nicely in the middle of the living her fingers, Alana set her side down, eyes immediately focusing on Gilbert. Uncertain about he felt about being stared at for so long, he gave a nervous wave. The brunette remained still and there was a terrible awkwardness in her apartment. Suddenly she bolted forth and grabbed Gilbert roughly by the hair, making him yelp out in pain.

"Ah! Bitch, let go of the awesome me?!" Gilbert yelled, trying to pry himself free. At the sound of his voice, she jumped, but didn't let go. Instead, she turned to a very panicked Alice.

"Okay, am I going crazy or there an actual Prussia in your fucking living room?! Or is this just a cosplayer?!" She demanded, shaking Gilbert by the shoulders. The albino was too confused by the situation to stop her.

"Remember how I wanted to show you that site that had really cool dolls?" Alice asked, finally going over to help the unit out. She nodded, releasing silver and looking Gilbert over. "Well, this is what it turned out to be," she explained, noticing the prussian twitch at being referred to as an it.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," she gaped, grabbing his ears."So, he's like a persocom or something? Where are those funny ear things then?"

"What the hell's a persocom?' Prussia growled, swatting away her hand.

"Different series, just ignore her," Alice said to him. He shrugged, just glad she wasn't yanking at him again. The blond looked back at her friend. "He's a Hetalia unit. I don't really get it myself. All I know is that despite being not human he's very...human."

"And awesome," he added. Both rolled their eyes.

"And what does having the awesome Prussia have to do with that giant box?" Alana questioned, looking at the box as she poked him in the cheek.

"Erm, well, I didn't know that they were, well alive, so Prussia wasn't exactly the only one that I got..."she mumbled, not meeting the other's eyes. Alana facepalmed at her friends stupidity.

"Then who's in the box?" she demanded, starring the blond down. She let out a small yelp. She shook her head side to side.

"I don't know! The only one I specified was Prussia, but the other four were randomized," she said, looking over at the box, curiosity nipping at her. At the time, getting the five units was a good idea, grand even, however then she had not know that they were actually units. This made things a whole lot more complicated, but that didn't stop her from crouching down next to the giant package and poking it.

"I don't think that's how you open a box," Prussia commented, now standing over her. She grumbled for a moment before scooting over to the top of the box. It was sealed shut with a good helping of ducktape. Alice looked up at Gilbert hopefully. "Fine, let the awesome me take care of this!"

The albino unit tried to tear off the tape, attempting to slide his fingers under it, but found himself only scratching up small pieces, not making any significant progress. Looking frustrated, Alice wondered if he would start using his teeth. Trying to help, the blond worked her arms under the prussian's, fingers trying to peel away the tape. After five minutes, they weren't any closer to opening.

"Wow, you two are idiots," Alana commented, taking out her swiss army keychain from her pocket and flipping out the box cutter. She tossed the blade over to the male, and chuckled as he almost dropped it.

Sliding the blade across the tape, it was found to be much more effective. As soon as it was cut all the way across, the two started pulling apart the cardboard. As expected by not welcomed, more packing peanuts spilled out onto the floor.

"Damn!" she swore, not eager to reclean a mess she had taken care of ten minutes ago. As she sighed, the brunette moved over to the other two, lightly shoving Prussia out of the way

"This is a Hetalia fangirl bonding time. You are excluded from this moment," the brunette explained, her usually neutral face twitching, obviously trying to hold back excitement. She fixed her dark hair so that it went back to covering her right eye and licked her lips. Prussia rolled his eyes and stood, leaning against the wall and watching, curious to see the other unit. He was hoping it would be his brother.

"Well, here goes nothing," Alice gulped, plunging her hands into the sea of packing material, hands groping blindly for something to latch onto. She moved her hand through the styrofoam until they brushed up against something rather soft and short. She pulled on the hair slightly before moving down, trying to find a shoulder or arm to grab. It didn't take her long to latch onto an appendage. She was curious to who she received. The hair was quite short, so that took a few off the list.

Alice pulled hard, dragging the body out from inside. Alana tried to help, pulling up around what felt like a waste. With a hard tug from both of them, the newest unit laid half out of the box, finally revealing himself.

Bushy eyebrows and light blond hair, Alice couldn't help but smile at the England unit that laid before her, eyes closed and looking as if he was taking a peaceful nap. Gilbert on the other hand, did not look all to thrilled. He wasn't too fond of the Brit, but something caught his eye about the unit that made him raise a brow.

"This is so amazing," Alana gaped, touching his skin gently. Alice's immediate action was to go back to his hair, running her fingers through it. It was a little course, but still, nice to feel either way. His messy hair seemed somewhat lighter than usual though.

"I know!" Alice squealed, not caring that she would have to deal with living with two men, a big change within 24 hours.

"Hey, I know you two are having your little moment, but I think something's off with that not as awesome as me unit," Prussia chimed in, arms folded over his chest and irritated that he wasn't getting any attention. Both Alice and Alana looked up at the albino curiously, then back at the England unit.

It wasn't only the lighter hair that was off, but there were several freckles littering his face. Instead of his normal dark green military uniform, the nation was wearing a dark purple sweater vest with a light pink dress shirt underneath and a bright blue bow. Suddenly =, the blond felt a chill run down her spine.

"...is this..." Alana tried to speak, unable to find the right words.

"I...I think so..." Alice nodded, looking at the manual that had been dragged out with the unit. Picking it up, the student looked at the cover.

Your Second Player (2p) England

A guide to your Oliver Kirkland unit

A user manual

There was a horrid silence that filled the room as she read it out allowed, looking down at the unit in absolute terror.

Heta-Fantasies had sent her a 2p England unit.


A/N: So, got a new unit. I for some reason wanted to do a 2p unit. I thought it'd be a nice idea to go with. Good idea that may or may not have Alice getting stabbed.

Ah, I really don't have much of an author's note for this one. My mind is too fried from lack of sleep to think of anything really.

Well, please leave a review if you can. I really appreciate it. And it may take a while for me to get to them, but if there is a unit you would really like to see, let me know. I'll see what I can do. And thank you all again for your support and reading. It means a great deal to me!

Well, until next time!