Male!Reader x Hetaloid!Belarus

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Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine.

It belongs to Himaruya-sensei.

Notes: This will be in English for Belarus. If there will 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.

>)))))*>

'Calculus... is harddd....'

Bored out of your mind you blew the lock of hair in between your eyes away from your face. Why can't time go faster?!

*ping*

You raised an eyebrow. "MOM! SOMEBODY' AT THE DOOR!"

*ping* *ping*

Grunting in disbelief you stood up and trudged towards the door.

Your mom probably went out and left you alone AGAIN. Standing by the door, you made yourself decent and cleared your throat.

"My mom is no-"

You whipped your head and was suddenly bounced back by an unknown force.

Boiing~

"O-Ow..."

Maybe you should not have slouched... The hell is that force anyway?! It wasn't hard but still! Rude!

"I'M SORRY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!"

Standing at your full height, your eyes met a pair of teary bright blue eyes.

You rubbed your nose and stared stupefied, "Sorry miss. Mom is out probably and I do not let strangers in."

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to upset you! We always come unannounced! I AM VERY SORRY BUT WE ARE NOT HERE FOR YOUR MOM!! WE ARE HERE FOR YOU MR. (----)! Wait. Are you Mr.(----)?" She apologized and asked at the same time.

"Ah. Yes. I'm (name)..."

Her face brightened and a smile became prominent up to the point you can see sparkling glitters in the air... "Good day Mr.(name)! It's good to see you!"

A handshake was given, "I am here to deliver your Hetaloid!Belarus!  You are very lucky! Please sign here and here please!" Her voice was now with joy as she handed your stupefied form a clipboard and pen.

"My hetaloid?" remembering the form you answered a month before your head clicked with the information! You reread everything on the paper and wrote your name and signature down when you deemed it as legit.

"Thank you ma'am! I'm so excited!" You grinned happily!"

She beamed towards you and went back towards an awesome truck to -presumably- bring the hetaloid inside the house.

"That is one huge cabinet... or is it a box??? A boxinet? Ugh. I suck at names..."

Seeing her about to carry the obviously huge boxinet, you decided to help.

"Miss! Please wait! Let me carry this. I can handle it -I hope-."

(>^w^)>

Hetaloid:  Belarus

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