Chapter 1 The Start of It AllA Chapter by HetaOtakuThis, my friends, is the start of it all...“Happy Birthday,
Mai!” Everyone shouted as soon as I opened the door. Everyone was there. Even
my best friends, a.k.a. my cousins, who were supposed to meet me at Renning Park, were there. I put a hand on my
hip, shifted my weight to one leg and smiled. I can’t believe that I had almost
forgotten my own birthday. My eyes were the same as my mother’s, a dark russet
color. My hair, like my father’s. A midnight black color with strands of hair
as if it were blessed with pure gold. The hair curl was passed on in our family
through generations. They both barely brushed my waist. “So, you two told me
to go to Renning Park and I find out that you two are here?” I ask slightly
amused. “Yeah, we had to get the preparations done. And,
we had to curl my hair and put me in
a purple, frilly dress.” Kiriri, one of my best cousin-friends, said. Her
bright orange eyes looked annoyed. I looked at her dress. I have to say, her
dress looked really cute on her with her blue-black hair up in curls and her
bangs were pushed to the side and tucked in like a blanket for half of her
forehead. Her curl was left alone on the right. Her dress had one long sleeve
on the left, and bared her right shoulder, and had ruffles on the left side.
The end of the dress was four inches above her knees. “I like it.” I tease. “Shut up.” She says
and I laugh. “So, what’s your excuse, Haru?” I turn to my other best cousin-friend. “C’mon! It was a
surprise and we all pitched in!” Haru’s chocolate brown hair was pinned up in a
messy bun on the left side of her head; her curl was left alone on her left,
like always. Her bronze eyes matched her dark green dress. It looked scaly from
the top, across toward her shoulders. It soon went smooth from her short, puffy
sleeves and down to the end of her dress and little black bow went around her
waist to the front. “Hey! Hey! Mai, do
you like my dress?” Kaytara, my little sister, asked. She came up to me with a noisemaker.
Her seal brown eyes were sparkling and her short onyx hair was curled into one
drill on the right side of her head; her bangs curled inward and framed her
face. Her dress was bubble style slip made of fuchsia chiffon. The cute dress
had a pretty pink ribbon that tied around the entire waistline and a pretty
hand rolled chiffon flower that adorned it. “Si, I like
it.” I said smiling at her. Kaytara giggled. Everyone knew I was into foreign
cultures, more specifically, the world. It was just so fascinating! I like
Italy the most. It might have financial problems, but the culture, food,
everything is great! Even my favorite anime had to do with the world! My mother
takes my hand. “What do
you think?” Mother asks. I look at the cake and gasp. It was incredible. It had
my favorite anime, Hetalia: Axis Powers, on it and the world was spinning! It had
my favorite character on top, Romano. I couldn’t even speak. It was, as Prussia
would say, awesome. It was covered with the various characters of Hetalia, from
the sweet Veneziano to the shy Canada. “Why, it’d
be a shame to eat the countries!” I said, laughing a bit. “Oh, those
aren’t part of the cake. You can take them off.” “Really?” “Yeah.” “So, I can
keep them?!” “Of course,
honey!” “Can we
take them off now?!” Mother chuckles and shakes her head. “We’ll take
them off after we take pictures and
sing ‘Happy Birthday’, dear.” I giggle and nod. They sing me a good happy
birthday. They take pictures of the cake and I finally get to hold all the
little countries they had handmade. They had the little micronations and even
my OC, the Hmong culture! Too bad some couldn’t fit on the cake, but I loved
and cherished each and every one of the little figurines. We had cake, relaxed,
and then opened my presents. I had gotten a jewelry box that Grandmother had
gotten me. She told me it was hand crafted by a famous Italian woodcrafter just
for me. It was made with red cherry wood with red, yellow, and blue roses. I
realized they symbolized my favorite horror game, Ib. The red rose was also
England’s national flower. There were bluebirds on the box which were Italy’s
national bird. Copper encrusted the edges and made the lock along with the key.
I wouldn’t need it since I don’t really wear jewelry. It was a real waste to
just put it somewhere, so I decided to put all my Hetalia figurines in them and
they all fit! I also got a handmade wristwatch from Grandfather. The watch band
was made of rubber and the clock frame was shaped like a tomato. It had the
digital and analog time and the date. It was set to the correct date and time
even right up to the same second. The rest were new clothes for school. I
hugged every one of my relatives and they left. Only Kiriri and Haru stayed. We
got ready for the night. Showered, fixed our hair the way we wanted them to be,
brushed our teeth, and changed. Just as we were going to read Kaytara’s
stories, Mother and Father asked me to talk with them in the hall. I walked out
into the short, partially dim, hallway with much concern. I guess they had seen
the anxiety on my face because they laughed a bit. This made me feel reassured
and I lightened up more. “Don’t
worry, sweetie. You’re not in trouble.” Mother said calmly with kindness in her
voice. “Listen,
our family has been rivals with a very dumb
Russian group. They call themselves, the Tricked Out Gang.” Father says with an unwavering
voice as if he had just read the words from a book, yet, his tone was stern. “They would do anything
to get rid of all of us. Be careful. If they attack you at home, there are
weapons in the basement. A black Heckler and Koch, Model P7 in 9mm, a self-bow
made from oak wood, and a steel katana.” Mother added with a matching stern
manner. “Oh, good
night, honey. We’ll see you in the morning.” “Good
night, I love you.” I said to my parents. “We love
you too, hon.” They replied in unison. Their voiced matched perfectly. Both
were comforting and kind with the silvery sounds of their voices in harmony. Father
and Mother kissed my forehead and disappeared into their room. I stand in the
empty hall for a while, staring at the spot where Mother and Father had just
left. I stood there for about a minute more and then left into my room. When I
opened the door, two pillows hit the sides of my face, one fully hitting the
left, one fully hitting the right. I heard laughing and Kiriri and Haru ran
across the room. I grabbed my lightning bolt pillow and chased them. Kaytara
was laughing when Haru hid behind her. Kiriri hit Kaytara and Haru softly and
Haru ran again. After the girlish pillow fight, we were exhausted. We turned
off the lights and went to sleep. © 2013 HetaOtakuAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 8, 2012 Last Updated on January 2, 2013 Tags: Hetalia, OCs, APH, Axis Powers: Hetalia, Zombie Apocalypse AuthorHetaOtakuFresno, CAAboutI lavs Hetalia. I ish random. I don't usually use text talk. It's one of my pet peeves. e.e more..Writing
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