1001 lovers (Hetalia x reader)

Good day for Granny

"I'm sure he didn't hear me," your Grandma says.

"He was right by the car and you were shouting."

Without a word your grandma rolls up the window.

"Tell me more about your day," she says.

"Well I learned a few things and I ate noodles for lunch," you reply.

"No, I don't care about that stuff. Tell me all the gossip."

"I just started going to this school, I don't know any of the gossip."

"Well then tell me who you talked to. I know for a fact that there are at least three people you socialized with."

"Ok, fine. I talked to a few people in each of my classes. Nothing note able happened."

"What were their names? You need to tell me more!"

This same conversation went on the entire car ride. By the time you arrived at your house your grandma knew everything about your day. She knew about everyone's personalities, what everyone looked like, and everything funny that happened.

You hop out of the car and walk through the doors of sweet sweets bake shop. (your house is above the bakery).
It is so tempting to eat the pastries and desserts so you run up the stairs, avoiding looking at them.

"Come back here soon and help me with the brownies," your grandma hollers.

You step inside your room and collapse onto your bed. The soft blankets warm up your freezing arms a bit. Your only wish is to stay in this spot forever.

Your thoughts trace back to lunch. The noodles that you ate were actually very tasty. Honestly, you didn't know what to expect them to taste like.

You start daydreaming about good food and remember that you never ate your fortune cookie. Might as well eat it now.

You take the cookie out of your pocket and rip the wrapper off of it. Next, you tear the cookie in half and read the fortune. The letters appear hand written instead of printed. It must've been part of China's community service to write out all of fortunes.

~You will soon get a visit from someone you do not want to see~
If you don't like your fortune too bad because I do not get paid to write them so just shut up and eat your cookie!

You do as the note says and eat the cookie.

"(Y/N), can you come down here please? This brownie mix is being a big pain," grandma calls.

"Coming."

Your grandma hears your footsteps coming downstairs.

"There you are,!" she says.

You help your grandma with the brownies and then are forced to take her place at the cash register. For a while you sit there bored out of your mind, until you hear the door open. Your grandma's head snaps up from the brownie batter. When Italy, Germany, and Japan enter the bakery, her jaw once again drops to the ground.

"Oh my god the hot guy is in my bakery," she whisper-shouts.

"Grandma,!" you reply through gritted teeth.

"What was his name? I forgot already."

The door opens and everyone else you met today comes flooding in.

"Are these all the people you told me about,?" your grandma asks.

"Yes."

"Hi (Y/N)! After I found out that you had a bakery the word kind of spread," Italy says.