One-shots! Hetalia x Reader!

Christmas Special! (SuFin x Child! Reader)

Thank you @dltpdms0821 for this! I love your concept! X3

-Pumpkin

Once upon a December there was a little girl who was always in goddamn trouble around the foster home she resides in. Everyday she would create trouble. You could say that she was a problem child.

Her story starts here somewhere in the first week of December...

December 4

You were merely nine or ten. You were in trouble again for placing in "Christmas Cards" in the stockings of the younger kids with a letter writing that Santa wasn't real.

"Santa isn't real!" You yelled. "If he was then where's my present goddammit!"

"Ms. (Y/n)! Watch your tongue or I'll cut it off!" The head mistress of the foster home scolded you as you stuck your tongue out.

"I hate Christmas!" You yelled and ran off to your room.

You locked your room's door and kicked one of your stuffed toys given to you by the visiting santas for foster homes.

You didn't like Christmas. You've been like this since you were five when your parents separated in the middle of your Christmas dinner. Your parents thought that it would be good for you to bring you to a foster home rather than letting you stat with your grandparents. Dumb move and look what it made you do.

"She's a lively one no?" You heard a man's voice outside your room.

Before the head mistress found about your whereabouts, a man was looking for someone to adopt. This has actually been going on since last week. A Finnish man with a Swedish man was going around the halls looking for a child to adopt.

The other kids gossiped that the Swedish man was scary. To you he wasn't scary as the other kids say. He was just that tall.

"What do you think Berwald?" The chirpy voice of one of the two men spoke.

You assumed you heard a grunt from the outside which was from the other man next to him.

"Are you sure about (Y/n)?" You heard the head mistress' voice. "She can be a bit of a... Delinquent."

"I heard that!" You yelled making them aware of your presence behind your door.

You heard a deep chuckle outside that made you confuse.

"(Y/n), please come out." The head mistress called out.

"Why should I?" You crossed your arms.

"Some nice men want to talk to you."

"You're the one who taught me how to not talk to strangers." The woman sighed.

"Can I try?" You heard the chirpy voice again.

"Of course." You heard a knock on the door.

"I don't wanna build a snowman~!" You singsonged making sure that the man might've sang that song.

"No, but would you rather play with a puppy?" Your eyes widened.

You immediately unlocked the door opening it for you to see who the man was.

He was down at your height that made you feel a bit offended. You closed the door again surprising the man.

"(Y/n)?"

"You have offended me." You yelled.

"Oh! I'm sorry, please open the door again." You hesitated. "Please?"