Hetalia Second Generation

Going Home Pt 1

Lotta POV

"Good Morning, Flower!" Russia thrived in to my room waking me up.

"Ehhh......What time is it?" I said garaly rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Well, its 5 am" Poland smiled walking into the room bringing me breakfast.

Breakfast in bed, she never does that except for my BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

I jumped out of bed almost knocking over Poland and ran to my closet, I grabbed my cloths and through them on my bed.

"You ready to go home and see you parents?" Russia shrugged with a laughing smile

I shook my head furiously, "You know it! It's not every day that you get to go home and see your birth parents and stay with them!" I slipped on my ripped skinny jeans, a royal blue crop top, my army boots, a hoodie, and a beanie. All my other clothes I shoved in a large suitcase that Russia had gotten me for my birthday. I gathered all my other little belongings and stuffed them where I could find room. The only thing I left out was my skateboard and my backpack with my laptop and art stuff. I had completely forgotten that Russia and Poland were in the room.

"You know we don't leave until 10 am, right?" Russia laughed

"Ya but I want to be prepared" I rolled my eyes

The last time I had seen my Parents was last year for my birthday,and it was only for a day and it was at the house I grow up in. It's a pretty large house, with a at least 30 rooms, but then again this house has Russia and Americas family and Poland and Sweden's family and of course the oddball, me. There's only 2 other girls in the house and one of them is Poland, the other is a baby, the rest are boys and the only people I know. Growing up with them taught me a lot, I never got peace and quiet until they all left for school , I never thought that I would actually miss them but now that i'm leaving, I don't think i'm ready to leave.

"We're going to go get ready for the day!" Russia and Poland waved as they left the room closing the door behind them.

I kept packing until it was time to go, I hardly touched the breakfast Poland made me but I was too excited to eat anything. I started to draw something that I had seen in a dream the night before and before I know it, it was time to go!!