Guys, I'm so sorry I've been dead. But I passed my exam, so I can breathe easy now. And I can update when I'm not reading books for school! And, introducing a new character who I loveee to death!Disclaimer: If I owned this, gurrrrrlll, I'd be richhhhhhhh~
Isabella woke up for the second time with Feliciano lying next to her. Well, this totally isn't awkward. His arm totally isn't wrapped around my waist; his face isn't buried in my neck; and he is definitely not muttering my name in his sleep- Wait WHAT? Isabella snapped out of her sarcastic conversation with herself and stilled her breathing. She didn't hear anything for a few moments, so she sighed in relief. Okay, that was just my imagination trying to make everything seem worse! See Isabella, you're just over-reacting. She smiled to herself and nodded. She got to work on untangling their limbs from each other, and stood up carefully, as not to disturb Feli.
She had just opened the door when Feliciano said something else. It sounded suspiciously like 'Bella' but Isabella shook her head. Nope, probably something like… uh... Or maybe it was just a gibberish word. That has to be it! She thought as she exited the room and closed the door. She took her mug from her father's study, and walked downstairs to make her morning tea.
She passed the calendar, and stopped to look at it. "Hm, my next shift is on the Friday 13th. Today's Wednesday, so I guess my mom will be dropping by next week. Every two months," she said to herself, walking into her kitchen and making her tea. She gave Tino his food and water and thought back to the letter. He really didn't forget me. He still wants to come home. He still doesn't know about mom… I wonder if he sent her a letter too… Isabella's thoughts trailed off, and were interrupted by the kettle screeching. She jumped, but turned the stove off, shaking her head. I've been thinking so much more lately about my parents. What people do to me. She let her tea steep, and looked at the clock.
"It's about seven. Does this mean that Arthur will be waking up soon? Hm, I guess I'll make him some tea," she thought aloud, grabbing another coffee mug, and resting it next to hers. She poured more water into the kettle, and set that to boil. She wandered into the living room and turned on the TV, watching for the weather. She listened, closing her eyes and rubbing her face with her hands. She heard the weatherman say it would be in the high 70's and nodded. "It's starting to get hotter. June will be over soon. I'll have to break out all of my bathing suits," she said, walking back into the kitchen in time to turn the stove off and leave Arthur's Earl Grey tea to steep.
She picked up her own tea and took a sip. She sighed contently and leaned against the countertop. She closed her eyes and let her mind shut down just so she could listen to the sounds around her house. Her eyes fluttered open when she heard a door slam closed upstairs. She looked at the time and nodded. As he made his way into the kitchen, she gave him a bright smile. He nodded in response, rubbing his eyes. "Aye, good morning to ye lassie, did ye sleep well?" He asked with a thick accent, a different thick accent, still rubbing his eyes with the heel of his palm.
"Well, yes, I did sleep well. Did you sleep well? I made you tea, are you thirsty?" She asked attempting to act like nothing was wrong. His eyes opened and he smiled at her.
"That sounds wonderful, thank you lass," he said taking the mug and taking a sip, "Ah, this is perfect. My favorite tea, ye know me well already," he said, downing his tea. She smiled and nodded. Is this supposed to be him as a pirate or something? He may be acting as a gentleman, but he isn't sounding very English right now… It was silent as they drank their tea together. Isabella figured this would be how her mornings would be starting from now on, so she would have to get used to it.
She nodded to him, and walked past him and into the living room. She sat down and watched the TV with interest, barely noticing Arthur sit next to her, watching with her.
The morning continued like that, quietly and peacefully, until the succeeding sound of doors opening and closing rang out upstairs. She looked to the stairs, waiting for the over-active Italian to join them. Sure enough, as soon as she turned back to the TV, Feliciano wandered down the stairs yawning loudly. He came into the living room and curled up in Isabella's lap. Said girl turned a bright red, and Arthur snickered in the background. "Well, he sure likes you, love," he said hiding another snicker as she turned and gave him a withering stare.
"Feliciano," she said gently, turning to the boy curled up in her lap, "are you okay?" He looked up at her, eyes slowly opening one after the other.
"Ve~ I'm fine Bella. I'm just a little sleepy," he trailed off, giving her a sleepy smile.
"If you're still sleepy Italy, why don't you go back upstairs and sleep?" Arthur asked, turning to him and taking another sip of his tea.
"It's too quiet and scary up there! I was scared so I came downstairs!" He exclaimed, clinging to poor Isabella for dear life. She gently pried him off of her, and stood up to look out the door. The sun was still rising, and she smiled at the array of colors in the sky.
She turned back to the two boys and nodded. "Alright, who's hungry?"
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Three batches of pancakes later, the trio was full and contently sitting at the dining room table. She heard the sound of the mail truck, and made her way toward the door, opening it and peering out. The truck was stopped in front of Cass's house, and she saw Cass open the door to get another large package. Usually it stopped at Isabella's house first, and she said a quick thank you to whoever heard her. I'm not getting anymore. Yes! I can't handle any more units!
She waved to Cass, who waved back and ran a hand through her hair. Isabelle told the boys to stay put, and ran down to Cass's house. "Who'd you get this time? I didn't get anyone, thankfully. I don't think I could handle anymore," she said excitedly, giving her friend a hug.
"Uh, I got Alfred F. Jones, whoever that is. Maybe we should tell Alek about this. I mean, he's probably wondering why we left him with his family all alone," she said, gesturing to his house across the street.
"Hey Cass, I think we have to. He's getting one. Look," she pointed to Phillip, who was knocking on his door.
"Oh goodie, should we go over there?" Cass asked, turning back to Isabella. She nodded, walking down her stairs and jogging across the street. Cass followed her, and they both stood behind Phillip and waiting for someone to answer the door. Aleksey Chu answered the door, his violin still in hand.
"I've got a package here for Aleksey Chu. I need you to sign here so I can wheel it in," Phillip said, holding out a clipboard. Aleksey signed it and moved out the way so he could wheel it in.
"Oh hey Cass and Bella. What are you guys doing here?" He asked, running a hand through his blonde-brown hair.
"We're explaining what you just got in the mail today. It might take a while. Oh wait, I still have mine on the porch! Maybe I should get him out. Hey, Bella, could you explain?" Cass asked, about to run down the stairs. I nodded, and she darted across the street. Isabella gave him a smile.
"Hey, can I come in? This will take some explaining," she said, fiddling with her fingers. He smiled back and let Phillip out and let Isabella in.
"Come on in. Dimka is out with his friends, I think, and Xiu and my parents are at her practice, so I'm all alone," he said with a sigh. Isabella leaned in and kissed his cheek.
"Poor Alek, Bella's here now. She'll take good care of poor baby Alek," she teased lightly, walking in and looking at the very large box. She looked at the manual and cocked her head to the side.
"Wow, he's really tall. Maybe we should wait to open in until Cass gets back," Isabella said quietly. Aleksey nodded, and pulled her into a hug.
"Aw, I missed you Bella! I barely get to see you between all of my violin and piano practices!" He exclaimed as she hugged him back.
"I missed you too Alek! Sleepovers aren't fun without you! But anyway, these are units. I don't exactly know what unit means, but they're pretty much people who come with manuals. It's pretty convenient too. Because, they're all really weird, and special, but I'm sure you'll love them!" Isabella said as they both kissed the other's cheek.
"Well, they sound like fun. So, you have to feed them right? They're like people?" He asked, poking the box.
"Yeah, I guess. I mean, I have to feed mine, and I have to care for them. They're just like people."
"Wait, you have some too? Who do you have?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.
"Yeah, I got Feliciano Vargas and Arthur Kirkland. Cass got Matthew Williams and I guess his brother if I remember right. It's really cool though! They're really fun!" Isabella said, throwing an arm around his shoulder.
After chatting a bit, the door burst open, revealing Cass, Matthew, a blond with glasses who she assumed was Alfred, Arthur who was yelling at Alfred, Feli, and a sulking Liam. "Well, I guess the gang's all here. Let's open this box," Aleksey said, pulling the manual off the box.
Ivan Braginski: User Guide and Manual
CONGRATULATIONS! You have just purchased your very own IVAN BRAGINSKI unit. This manual was written in order to allow you, the owner, to unlock your unit's full potentials, and it is advised that you read this before trying anything. Mistreatment of the IVAN BRAGINSKI unit can (and, in most cases, will) prove extremely lethal.
Technical Specifications:
Name: Ivan Braginski. Will respond to "Russia", "Russian Federation", "Soviet Russia", "Soviet Union", "Stalin's bitch", "Muscovy", "Vanya", "Braginski", "Brat", and "Brother" (though a bit hesitantly to the last two, and angrily to anything pertaining to the USSR.)
Age: N/A
Place of Manufacture: Moscow, Russia
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 200 lbs.
Length: (unavailable in this manual, as the creators of the IVAN BRAGINSKI unit feared for their lives)
The non-units; Liam, Cass, Alek, and Bella; were totally fine, all reading the manual. Meanwhile, the actual units stood behind them, quaking with fear. Except for Matthew, because the two of them played ice-hockey on the weekends, and they were friends, not to his brother's knowledge. He knew if Alfred found out, he would never hear the end of it.
Isabella turned around and smiled, but it turned into a confused frown. "Guys, what's wrong?" Everyone except for Canada pointed to the box in fear, and Feliciano hid behind Isabella.
"I-it's Russia! He's so scary!" Feli stuttered out, starting to cry. Oh great, someone else who will make him cry. She pulled Feli into a hug, mentally face-palming. Why does he have to cry all over me? I mean I love him and all but, he cries a lot! Wait… did I just say that I love him?Haha! Cliffy! Again! Mhuahahahaha~ Sorry guys. And, enter super kawaii uke Aleksey! He's Russian-Chinese. And, so I had this idea. I'm gonna let you guys submit OC's and you guys can get units too~ I sound like a little kid right now…. Anywho~ Just give me the basics, and if I need help I'll message you so I can get details. So, submit away~
