My name is Lovino Vargas but that's not who I actually am. I'm my brother. They put his DNA into a little ball of jello and grew me like a house plant. To say it blatantly, I'm a clone and I'm in a disturbing amount of trouble. I'm about to tell the story of my fight to preserve my humanity followed by a vicious history of crime but it's a secret. Nobody has to know.

What happens when a human girl from the real world ends up in the Hetalia world? Everything changes. This is her journal of everything that has happened. 1st fic. Please tell me what you think! DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia (or a VRD)

Ib handled herself well in the gallery. But she is still just a little girl. She needs support. Try as they might, her parents cannot understand. She needs Garry. But a young man hanging around a child is unconventional. Her parents, especially her father, attempt to find common ground in which they can all give her the support she needs and deserves.