Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine.
It belongs to Himaruya-sensei.
Notes: This will be in English for Ukraine. If there would be requests for a translation then I shall translate it for you.
I am not a native speaker of English and that is why I apologize if there are any grammatical errors in my works.
My work may have some mentions.
It is not a flawless story like the one you hope.
Every time I write for Hetalia is like a first time for me.
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After receiving the letter, you decided to accept and send your answer to them via e-mail.
>)))))*>
A knock resounded through your door. Putting your sewing needle back to your kit you called out, “Coming! Please wait for a moment!”
Standing by the door, you made yourself decent and cleared you throat.
“Ye-s?” A chest? Heta-
“Up here miss.”
Craning your neck up, your eyes met a pair of clear violet eyes.
“G-Good day! I wasn’t expecting any visitor today…”
“Hmm? You are (name). Da?” He tilted his head and the action reminded you of someone…
“Ah. Yes. I’m (name)…”
His face brightened and his smile became visible. “Privet (name)! I am here to deliver your Hetaloid!Ukraine! You are very lucky! Please sign here and here please!” His childlike voice was firm and clear as he handed your stupefied form a clipboard and pen.
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Your Very Own Hetaloid (ranekurodo version)
FanfictionBeloved Reader, Congratulations! You are given a chance to have your very own Hetaloid! Will you let this offer pass or will you accept and wait for it? Excited for you, ...
