Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, only this story concept. LOOK, I jumped on the bandwagon! In all honesty, though, I've been wanting to do one of these. For those of you that don't know, I have another fic going right now too, so the updates for this will be every other day. Occasionally I will update twice in a row, but it will be rare. Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope y'all enjoy the fic.

The Hetalia character songs played in the background as I completed my homework. My laptop was open on my bed, allowing me to procrastinate as I saw fit, and a textbook was open in front of me. I sigh and set my pencil down before looking at the time on my laptop, 12:48.

It was almost time for rehearsal at the school. If I was late my directors would have my head for sure. I closed my laptop, effectively cutting off the wonderful music, and got out of bed. I stretched my limbs out and looked around my room. In a word, it was a mess, but it was my mess. I quietly snuck to my closed door and crept out. "Oh look, the creature lives," my mother said from the couch.

"Ha ha, it's not like I haven't heard that one before," I reply back, sarcasm dripping from my voice. She rolls her eyes at me and continues to watch the news. "I have to go to rehearsal now, so don't expect me to be home for another few hours," I told her. She grunted in response and paid me no mind.

I grabbed my keys, said a quick goodbye, and ran out to my car. I jumped in and turned it on, ready to zoom out of there. Unfortunately, there was a van blocking my way out of the driveway. I honked the horn at it, but was met with nothing. This was not going well, I thought as I jumped out of the car. While walking over to the van, I noticed the name on the side. FMB Delivery Services? What did that mean.

"Excuse me, sir? Could you please move your van, I'm kind of in a hurry and I don't want to be late," I explained to the guy in the truck. He looked up from his clipboard and squinted at me before looking back down.

"Miss, do you happen to know a Sarah Gage?" the guy asked.

"Yeah, that's me. What's it to ya?" I reply. I become suspicious of the guy, but who wouldn't? A random delivery truck shows up out of nowhere and the driver knows my name. That sounds pretty suspicious to me.

"Would you mind filling out this form? Once you do I will gladly move out of your way," he says as he hands me the clipboard. I roll my eyes and sigh, but figure I have to fill out the form to get him to move. I don't even look at the written stuff up top, but go right to filling out the other stuff. It seems pretty uniform as it asks for my name, age, gender, and the rest of the usual. I only double take when it asks if I want a chibi or regular for my first.

I make a face at the paper and consider. I shrug my shoulders and circle chibi. I figure it is talking about anime chibis, which are the most adorable things I have ever seen. I pass the clipboard back to him and making shooing motions with my hands. "Thank you Miss Gage, your first one should arrive in three to five days. Have a nice rehearsal," the guy says before driving away.

I waste no time thinking about his words and jump into my car. I speed my way down to the school and still arrive late. I just stand there and take my lumps as my directors yell at me. How dare the Head of Costume crew be late for a Saturday rehearsal for our latest show! I have to force myself to not roll my eyes at their reprimanding.

I spent the rest of the rehearsal dealing with stupid actors, stupider costumes, and my less stupid than actors costume crew. Needless to say, my day was going wonderfully. It was just like any other in my boring life. I somehow survived rehearsal without murdering anyone, so that's a plus, but I almost fell asleep on the drive home.

I threw my stuff on the floor and passed out on my bed, glad that we had a three day weekend. I woke up a few hours later, thinking about what that guy had said. If I counted today then whatever was coming would be here Monday at the earliest. I wonder what I signed up for, but whatever it was didn't matter. The only thing that matters is mom not finding out unless I want a freak out on my hands.

My mother doesn't like surprise, but she hates being informed of things she won't like even more. Since I am pretty sure she won't like whatever comes, I decided not to tell her what happened. I hope the thing is easy to handle, whatever it is. I shrug my shoulders and roll over in bed, letting sleep overtake me once more.

-time skip since I am lazy-

I woke up Monday morning to the sound of pounding at my door. I opened it and looked down at my little sister. "The heck do you want so early in the darn morning?" I asked her sleepily.

"Mommy went somewhere and I am hungry. Go make me food, now," she demanded. She stuck her hands on her hips and looked up at me expectantly. My little sister, Kiki, is five years old and already a damn brat. She acts like she owns the place and starts crying when she doesn't get what she wants. I love her because I have to, but that doesn't mean I have to like her.

"You can fend for yourself. Let me sleep a little bit longer," I reply as I shut the door. She stops it by pushing her way in and climbing onto my bed. She starts jumping up and down while speaking to me.

"If you go back to bed, can I open up the package you got?" she asks as she jumps around. My ears perk up at her words and I grab her midair.

"What do you mean by package?" I ask her. She gestures for me to put her down and leads me towards the box in the living room. It is easily six feet tall, but probably more. It appears to be made of wood, but also has a door in the front.

"Some nice guy dropped this off earlier and said to apologize for not giving us a chibi, whatever that means," Kiki says to me. She walks to the couch and flops down, flipping through channels on the TV. I walk over to the huge box and notice the small pamphlet on top. I pull it off and read the front. "Flying Mint Bunny Delivery Services is proud to present you with your very own Hetalia unit!" it reads.

I set the booklet down and take a deep breath before squealing my head off. It was Hetalia related, which is awesome. I absolutely love Hetalia and anything related to it. I pick up the pamphlet and start to read for a basic understanding of what I have. Basically, it is a person who looks and acts, naturally of course, like the characters from the anime Hetalia. I excitedly flip through the pamphlet and see who I got. I can't help but squeal at my unit, because I got…

Cliffhangers, don't you just love them? I wonder which unit should be first, well, we just have to find out as we go. Thank you for reading and please look forward to the next chapter. Constructive Criticism is welcome and I'm always grateful for it.