You meet your other parent. But for China, since your mother is, you know, dead....You'll meet a relative of your mother's.
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Belarus
You were shopping in at the farmer's market right in the outskirts of the capital that day with your mom. It was pie season. So you and your mom were buying the freshest fruits/vegetables needed to make both of your favourite recipes.
You were chatting with Bob, your farmer friend. He usually sold you the stuff you needed and it was quality. (Yes, very original name, but Bob will come back later in the future)
"Natalya?" You heard a male voice in the crowd call out to your mother, running towards you.
"Oh, I see you have a special friend with you now" He winked in her direction after looking at you. You felt incredibly disgusted by his comment.
"Excuse you, I'm her daughter! Have some respect!" You told him sternly.
He looked you over, even circling you to get a better look. "Yep, I did a good job" he mumbled, you giving him a confused look.
"F/n(father's name), please leave. You are not welcome near us" Your mother got between both of you.
"Can't even say hi to my own flesh and blood? You were always so rude." He commented with a challenging attitude.
"F-flesh and blood!?" You exclaimed, shocked at the news. This man....Your father? No way.
"You didn't even talk about me to her? Wow, show me some respect." he said, faking a tear.
"Uncle is on his way, mom" you told her, putting your phone away. You had texted him what happened. And you wanted this dealt with, with the help of your special uncle.
"How about we become a real family like before? What do you say?" He tried asking and flirted with your mother as she tried her hardest not to pull out her hidden gun.
"The day I die we can" she spat in his face, now looking at you, she asked with a smile. "Shall we leave big brother to take care of this now, dear?" You nodded and turned on your heel, your mother catching up to you.
"That brute? He can't be here already, stop bluffing" he exclaimed reaching out to both of you. But a large hand took hold of his arm first in a rather bone-shattering crush.
"Привет, don't touch my precious family."
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!"
"Ohhhh burn~~...You messed with the wrong family, buddy." You chuckled after hearing Bob's comment. You also heard a snap but it was probably a twig.
Canada
You were sitting at home, polishing your rifle when the home phone rang. You picked it up, seeing a strange name in the caller ID.
"Williams household"
"Is Matthew there? I need to talk to him." A clear woman's voice could be heard.
"Well, this is Y/n, his daughter. Can I keep a message?" You asked her. Suddenly you heard her sniffle.
"Y-Y/n? Oh my goodness! I'm m/n. I'm your mother!" She exclaimed, and you were pretty sure she was crying.
At that moment, your dad came in, stomping the snow off his boots because it was February, which meant 2+ feet of snow! Ah, wonderful winter.
"Who's on the phone?" He asked you, taking off his coat, tuque and gloves.
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hetalia father/mother-daughter scenarios
FanfictionHeres some father/mother-daughter scenarios with the great people of HETALIAAAAAAA. Some characters im doing right now: -Belarus -Canada -France -Denmark -Romano I will be doing more later on so look forward to that!