Chibi Reader X Hetalia
A/N~ I'm starting a series, Chibi Reader X Hetalia, and I want to know if anyone would be interested in me continuing it….. Please, Comment and Fav!! Please no hate…Or else I will call Russia and burn your house with them….XD No but seriously, no hate please! Here's the first chapter…
Your father was a wealthy businessman, by the name of John (last name). He specialized in one thing: worldly affairs. Or at least, that's what he always told you. He went everywhere: Russia, England, Poland, Hungary, Germany, Italy. When he came home, he would always reward you with stories, because you stayed with your grandparents. Sure, you loved your Grandparents, but being left with hem nearly every other month while your father traveled the world was not fun. It was tiring.
In your boredom, you taught yourself to read. And write. Grandpa helped you occasionally, but soon you started correcting his spelling. You did everything that was in your grandparent's house while you waited for your father to come back. At only 4, you had the mental abilities of a 12 year old. That's when your father decided you were old enough to come with him. And now here you were, standing in front of big oak doors. Inside you could hear screaming.
"Daddy.... I'm nervous...." You looked up at your father, tears brimming in your sparkling (e/c) eyes.
Your father bent down so he was eye height with you. He had to bend a lot , since you were only 4.
"(Y/N), listen to me. Some of these people might be a little scary. They will be loud, so you should either stick next to me, or the person I'm about to introduce you to. His name is Spa - Antonio, and he is a very good friend of mine," your father spoke softly, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.
You nodded, and raised your arms. You were wearing a pretty (color) dress, with a black headband to keep you hair out of your face. Your father sighed, and put you on his hip. You buried your face in his neck as he used his foot to push open the doors.
The noise was atrocious. You turned your head, shyly peeking through your hair. There were big people everywhere! You always thought your daddy was tall, but some of these people easily towered over him. In a second, nearly every person in the room shut up and looked towards you.
A man with sandy blond hair with a piece that stuck up walked over. He was wearing a brown jacket (it looks fuzzy inside...)
"Hey John dude, who's the kid?" you cringed, and buried your face back into your Dad's neck. He was so... Loud.
You wanted to go back home....
Your father, John, had other plans though. Shifting you so you were facing he crowd of people, he started to speak.
"This is my daughter, (Y/N). I decided to bring her with me today, considering she is very smart and mature for her age. Which is 4," he added thoughtfully.
You look around, and see some of he people looking at you funny. They don't think I'm smart. You thought, your lower lip pouting out. If there was anything you hated, it was people doubting you.
"Ask me a question," you said, looking at one man in particular.
"Vhat? Vhat do you mean, kinder?" This man had a funny accent, you thought. It sounds German. Some of the other peoples in the room came closer.
"I wanna prove I'm smart. Ask me a question!" You motioned with your hands to be let down. Your father chuckled, and set you down lightly on the floor, careful not to get your dress ruffled. You walked over to the man, who was very tall, with icy blue eyes. He started at you for a minute, before saying....