Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 3 by Mikavocaloid, literature
Literature
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 3
You were looking looking up some classes you would like to take when you get back to school when a commotion erupted from outside. You get off your bed and quickly reach the window, peering out.
Your father and an unknown man was huddled around a box, trying to get it opened. You watched curiously as it finally opened, out coming a very angry brunette Hetaloid, one which you recognized from your "research" as South Italy or Romano.
There seemed to be some exchange of words and eventually Romano quickly scurried away from your father, obviously intimidated by him. You found this a little funny, knowing the more gentle side of your dad.
The
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 2 by Mikavocaloid, literature
Literature
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 2
You sat in your room, (color) laptop on your (color) bedsheets in front of you. You sat criss-cross on your bed and lazily stared out your window. You noticed a car pull up to your neighbor's house. You've seen that car before. It would come drop your neighbor off but always leave. Now that you think about it, you may have heard she was a popular model. She definitely looked that part.
You can hear your parents downstairs, obviously preparing something. You took a guess and believed that they had picked a Hetaloid and were setting a place up for the newcomer.
You were interested in who that had gotten you. You were up-to-date with this huge
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 1 by Mikavocaloid, literature
Literature
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 1
"Which one would you like?" You father asked you, pacing behind you with a magazine. He was listing off types of Hetaloids that you could get since they thought you would like a sort of "play mate" since you were an only child and constantly moving around. Your family had just moved into this new home a few days ago. You didn't mind it too much though, you were content with online interactions instead of actual face to face, it gets tiring having to deal with people.
You were on the couch, playing some video games on your computer as he paced back and forth. You sighed and just replied, "Any, I really don't care. I'm fine with none as well,