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"-and so I got her an America Hetaloid." One of your friends said over lunch at a cafe. You were quietly munching on your food, barely listening to your friend as she goes on about something to do with her other friends. She barely touched her food as she just continued about her friend that recently got an America Hetaloid, so you decided that means her food is up for grabs.
You quickly reach over and stab one of her chicken pieces. "Hey!" She protested but didn't stop you as you quickly put ate it.
"What, you were too slow." You stated, continuing to eat your own food.
You friend mumbles, now starting to eat her food. You both finish your lunch and your friend heads to her part time job, leaving you to head back home yourself. You thought about what your friend was discussing. You weren't exactly the most honest person when around others and having an America Hetaloid might help you be more honest with not only other but with yourself since you had a habit of being seen as mean or cold towards people but you were just embarrassed.
Once you get home, you open the back door to let your cat wander when he felt like it and you went into the kitchen to get a drink of (favorite drink). You walk over to the living room where you left your laptop on the couch. You sit down, as your cat saunters in the house. You pick up your laptop and place it on your lap, opening it. You cat brushes against your leg as you decide to look up Hetaloids.
You spend a good 30 minutes looking over so many different ones and soon you were set on getting one.
'America seems like he would be the most fun to have around.' You thought to yourself, finding out how to order one. You select one of the Americas, even though he looked odd. Unlike the others, he had a curl going down but it must just be one of his modes so you paid it no mind. You click the "add to cart" and enter your card number.
You felt nervous about this decision as well as the feeling that something was wrong but you shake it off. You grab your laptop and place it on the coffee table before grabbing your cup and heading back into the kitchen to put it away. Your cat mews up at you before hopping up onto the counter where his food was placed. You gently slide your hand over his soft fur before heading back to the living room to watch TV. Your cat eventually walks into the living room and hops onto your lap, curling up on to a ball. You pet him as you watched (favorite TV show).
You quickly reach over and stab one of her chicken pieces. "Hey!" She protested but didn't stop you as you quickly put ate it.
"What, you were too slow." You stated, continuing to eat your own food.
You friend mumbles, now starting to eat her food. You both finish your lunch and your friend heads to her part time job, leaving you to head back home yourself. You thought about what your friend was discussing. You weren't exactly the most honest person when around others and having an America Hetaloid might help you be more honest with not only other but with yourself since you had a habit of being seen as mean or cold towards people but you were just embarrassed.
Once you get home, you open the back door to let your cat wander when he felt like it and you went into the kitchen to get a drink of (favorite drink). You walk over to the living room where you left your laptop on the couch. You sit down, as your cat saunters in the house. You pick up your laptop and place it on your lap, opening it. You cat brushes against your leg as you decide to look up Hetaloids.
You spend a good 30 minutes looking over so many different ones and soon you were set on getting one.
'America seems like he would be the most fun to have around.' You thought to yourself, finding out how to order one. You select one of the Americas, even though he looked odd. Unlike the others, he had a curl going down but it must just be one of his modes so you paid it no mind. You click the "add to cart" and enter your card number.
You felt nervous about this decision as well as the feeling that something was wrong but you shake it off. You grab your laptop and place it on the coffee table before grabbing your cup and heading back into the kitchen to put it away. Your cat mews up at you before hopping up onto the counter where his food was placed. You gently slide your hand over his soft fur before heading back to the living room to watch TV. Your cat eventually walks into the living room and hops onto your lap, curling up on to a ball. You pet him as you watched (favorite TV show).
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CanadaxNaga!Reader -Pt 5-
When you woke up, you were laying comfortably on a bed with a new shirt on you, a bright yellow tank-top sort of shirt that was fuzzy inside. Beside you was a strawberry and your little ball of cotton.
You felt numb, just looking to the side where the objects lay on the sheets. Last you remembered, your vision was going black with people telling you that you'd never see the light of day again. Reaching out, you grabbed the top of the strawberry, the green stuff at the top.
Tears started falling from your (e/c) eyes, landing on the bed without you even trying to stop. Your body hurt terribly and you believed you might've
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CanadaxNaga!Reader -Pt 2-
"Why are we testing this one?" Someone asked rather confused. He took your arm with his cold hand, causing you to hiss,"It's a stupid little nāgī, probably'll die before we can do anything with it."
"Little nasty thing too." Another man came out of the shadows, taking his glove off and showing the two swollen bite marks that you gave him earlier,"The damn thing bit me when I was bringing it in."
"Don't worry 'bout it. Got about as much venom as a mosquito." The man reached down, taking you out of your bondages, allowing you the time to quickly slip away. "Get the sucker! We need 'er!"
Before they could
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A few tears ran down my cheeks as the thought of my friends being left behind clouded my mind. My parents recently got a job, very far away, so now I have to move. To Canada. Canada of all places! I mean
couldn't my parents just be normal and just find another job in the US of A like /most/ people do?
"_____! Are you ready yet, cher~?" My father poked his head in my room, his long blonde hair flowing beautifully as usual.
I swear I think he steals my shampoo.
"Y-Yeah Papa. I'm
I'm almost done." I sighed sadly as reached up to wipe away my tears from my face. My hands wrapped around the last thing I need to pack. A large pol
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Sorry, not very long! >.< And Reader-chan is ordering an America?
Lol the friend in the beginning is supposed to be referancing Hetaloid!America's Reader-chan ^^" Not very well done but I hope you can sorta notice.
I'm sorry if it's not very good >///< I sorta have a headache so writing wasn't something I was focusing on, Sorry!
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Lol the friend in the beginning is supposed to be referancing Hetaloid!America's Reader-chan ^^" Not very well done but I hope you can sorta notice.
I'm sorry if it's not very good >///< I sorta have a headache so writing wasn't something I was focusing on, Sorry!
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Fiore: WHA- A mother such as myself would NEVER mix up her babies!
Frozen Tundra: What about that one time you grounded America?
Fiore: What do you mean? I've grounded him so many times I lost count...
Tundra: Oh, they didn't tell you? *tries not to rofl*
Fiore: ...Told me what...?
Tundra: One time, America wanted to go to a party, but he pulled a prank on England, so you grounded him.
Fiore: I remember that time...
Tundra: Well, he begged Canada to be him while he went to the party as Canada.
Fiore: ...Wait...
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Fiore: ALFRED FOSTER JONES!
Tundra: *rolls around on the floor laughing*
Fiore: *glares at the micro-nation* Can you tell Mattie I wish to speak to him... and stay here so America can't escape...
Tundra: *giggling like a mad woman and goes to fetch said Canadian* Alfie's in so much trouble~!
Frozen Tundra: What about that one time you grounded America?
Fiore: What do you mean? I've grounded him so many times I lost count...
Tundra: Oh, they didn't tell you? *tries not to rofl*
Fiore: ...Told me what...?
Tundra: One time, America wanted to go to a party, but he pulled a prank on England, so you grounded him.
Fiore: I remember that time...
Tundra: Well, he begged Canada to be him while he went to the party as Canada.
Fiore: ...Wait...
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.
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Fiore: ALFRED FOSTER JONES!
Tundra: *rolls around on the floor laughing*
Fiore: *glares at the micro-nation* Can you tell Mattie I wish to speak to him... and stay here so America can't escape...
Tundra: *giggling like a mad woman and goes to fetch said Canadian* Alfie's in so much trouble~!