Houji Ivanov (A.K.A Emu)
175cm, male
Russian/Chinese but raised in Japan
Likes: hacking/blackmailing(*cough cough*), manga, emus, salty chips, swearing(especially Russian ones), ketchup
Dislike: English Vocaloid covers, carrots, ignorant people, Cheetos, cooking, anime adaptations, Jake's scones
Personality: Extroverted introvert, can create evil aura due to being half Russian, a massive troll (he's actually mature but just acts like a manchild)
Appearance: black hair, light gray eyes
Jacob Bélanger (A.K.A Jake)
170cm, male
British/French, raised in Britain
Likes: cooking(does it like a pro-chef, only weakness is scones), Harry Potter, being a very posh gentleman, guitar, books, making bad puns, anime
Dislikes: having his guitar pick getting stuck in his piano, swears, swimming, short clothes
Personality: posh gentlemanly, quiet, polite
Appearance: albino (white hair covering one eye, pinkish-reddish eyes)
Serena Florentino
163cm, female
Spanish/Italian, raised in Italy
Likes: pasta, knives, being a workaholic, anime
Dislikes: Being told what to do, tests, asparagus
Personality: classic dorodere
Appearance: Long brown hair, heterochromia
Jacob sighed as he stared at his MacBook screen.
"Bloody hell, I hate pop-ups, all I was trying to do was search up some sheet music,"
he thought. "HOUJI, COME HERE!" he yelled.
"COMING!" replied Houji as he tossed his manga aside and ran down the hall.
"Alright comrade, a pro techie at your service. What's the problem?" said the Asian.
Jacob sighed again at his best "comrade"/housemate's flamboyant attitude. " Pop-ups," he said.
The "techie" sat down on Jacob's bed and took one look at the computer screen, it was COVERED in pop-ups. Out of all of them, one caught Houji's eyes. "Ooooh, Hetalia units~ No harm in ordering some." Houji filled in Jake's info when he wasn't looking and snickered softly. Jacob suddenly snapped his head to his computer screen and yelled " HOUJI, WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK IS THIS SORCERY-", as Houji's snickering turned into full-scaled laughter. Serena peeked her head in and said in a confused tone " Can't a girl polish her knives in peace? And what are you laughing at?" At this, both boys gulped loudly and explained the whole chaos because they certainly do not want any of Serena's knives at their throat. Serena giggled like a 10-year old girl and said " Well, I don't see the harm in having a few more housemates! Besides, our house is freakin huge(1)! Oh, by the way, how many are coming?" The male duo started sweating and chuckling nervously, each expecting the other to break the news. Finally, Houji responded. "I-It s-said anywhere f-from ten to a-a h-h-hundred units…" he said. Both boys were ready to run for their lives as Serena's face darkened significantly.
"Well, Houji? In the mafia, a mistake such as this is unacceptable, and as a consequence, you might be tortured or possibly killed, but because I've known you since grade 5…."
"WAHHHHHHHHHH! I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WERE GONNA BE SO MANY! SPARE ME! AHHHH! JACOB HELP!"
Jacob sat back and watched the show with 3-D glasses and a mysterious box of popcorn that appeared out of thin air. "Well, if you may please excuse me, I'll be cooking dinner in the kitchen…"
"Can we have pasta?" Said Serena with sparkling eyes
They had pasta because Serena's eyes can possess people.
~ 2 day time skip brought to you by mouthwassh~
Let's just say that the morning started with chaos.
It all started when the doorbell rang.
"WHO IN THE RIGHT MIND RINGS A BELL AT SIX IN THE MORNING!" Screeched a furious Jacob who obviously hadn't had his morning cup of tea yet. He stomped down the stairs while having steam literally come out of his ears, which even made Serena cower back in fear (just conjure a mental image). He opened the door and started yelling at the poor delivery guy. Trust me, getting yelled at by a steaming albino at 6 in the morning is not something you want to experience. When Jacob realized that he was yelling, he frantically apologized for his "ungentlemanly" attitude. The seemingly unfazed delivery man just asked for his signature and went back to his van with "Flying Mint Bunny Corporation" stuck on it. Now the 3 fourteen-year-olds were left with 3 gigantic human-sized crates.
(1)This is because of the fact that Serena's father is in the mafia which earns her family a steady income and therefore resulting in Serena owning a mansion.