For the next few days at least, we're all going to be busy with holidays and with the Hetalia Christmas Event and as a way to pass the time I have come up with this challenge.
What I really want for Christmas (1/2)xxmadhatterxDecember 27 2011, 14:49:19 UTC
((Here you go my dear~ I'm sorry it's so bad l'D But I hope you'll appreciate the amount of blood tears I cried to think it up l'D *shot)
Kiku Honda could be described as many things. Tolerant, patient, and probably the only man to make it through a world meeting with his sanity intact.
To say that he was self-possessed might possibly be the understatement of the century.
And yet, even with all these… titles, if you would, he had to wonder how this patience that was oh so unbreakable could be strained to such a limit by such a puny nation.
He only thought of course. He was much too polite to even think of referring to the young girl as puny.
Said girl was Clara. Otherwise known as Missy or Singapore. Their past alone made it more than awkward to even pass each other in the hallway, let alone this.
Yao had decided to organize a Christmas event to ‘see what all the fuss was about’. Though it seemed more like an excuse to meet up and get presents judging by the dejected look the elder wore when he was told that since it was a gift exchange, he’d have to give something as well.
Though Kiku had politely refused the invitation, on Christmas day itself, he had been rudely awaken by his boisterous Korean brother and dragged to Yao’s house for the party.
“Just come, it’s going to be fun da-ze~”
Luckily for him, Kiku had already pre-packed an extra gift.
And as it turns out, the gift exchange was a secret Santa. Kiku sighed in relief. At least they wouldn’t question why his gift turned out to be rather generic.
All the Asian nations who had been invited (and bothered to show up) took turns drawing names from a Santa hat that Yao had no doubt gotten for the event.
Exclamations of delight, genuine or otherwise, could be heard around the room as the various Asian nations opened their presents.
Yong Soo had come up to him, a Cheshire grin plastered on his face as he handed Kiku a single envelop.
“You’ll love it da-ze~” Was his only words before he pranced away to look for Yao.
Kiku warily opened the letter and took out its contents. It was a single picture of Yong Soo flashing a grin at the camera with his signature below.
… Somehow, Kiku had expected this. Putting away Yong Soo’s gift, his attention was brought back to the other piece of paper in his hand. A simple name had been scribbled onto the white paper.
Missy
Kiku instantly spotted the girl handing a small package to Taiwan. Making his way over to her, Kiku presented a small box wrapped in green wrapping paper and decorated with a small red bow.
Missy stared at him, slightly puzzled.
“Merry Christmas Singapore-san.” He murmured softly, “I’m your secret Santa.”
Missy took one look at the gift box and turned away.
Kiku Honda could be described as many things. Tolerant, patient, and probably the only man to make it through a world meeting with his sanity intact.
To say that he was self-possessed might possibly be the understatement of the century.
And yet, even with all these… titles, if you would, he had to wonder how this patience that was oh so unbreakable could be strained to such a limit by such a puny nation.
He only thought of course. He was much too polite to even think of referring to the young girl as puny.
Said girl was Clara. Otherwise known as Missy or Singapore. Their past alone made it more than awkward to even pass each other in the hallway, let alone this.
Yao had decided to organize a Christmas event to ‘see what all the fuss was about’. Though it seemed more like an excuse to meet up and get presents judging by the dejected look the elder wore when he was told that since it was a gift exchange, he’d have to give something as well.
Though Kiku had politely refused the invitation, on Christmas day itself, he had been rudely awaken by his boisterous Korean brother and dragged to Yao’s house for the party.
“Just come, it’s going to be fun da-ze~”
Luckily for him, Kiku had already pre-packed an extra gift.
And as it turns out, the gift exchange was a secret Santa. Kiku sighed in relief. At least they wouldn’t question why his gift turned out to be rather generic.
All the Asian nations who had been invited (and bothered to show up) took turns drawing names from a Santa hat that Yao had no doubt gotten for the event.
Exclamations of delight, genuine or otherwise, could be heard around the room as the various Asian nations opened their presents.
Yong Soo had come up to him, a Cheshire grin plastered on his face as he handed Kiku a single envelop.
“You’ll love it da-ze~” Was his only words before he pranced away to look for Yao.
Kiku warily opened the letter and took out its contents. It was a single picture of Yong Soo flashing a grin at the camera with his signature below.
… Somehow, Kiku had expected this. Putting away Yong Soo’s gift, his attention was brought back to the other piece of paper in his hand. A simple name had been scribbled onto the white paper.
Missy
Kiku instantly spotted the girl handing a small package to Taiwan. Making his way over to her, Kiku presented a small box wrapped in green wrapping paper and decorated with a small red bow.
Missy stared at him, slightly puzzled.
“Merry Christmas Singapore-san.” He murmured softly, “I’m your secret Santa.”
Missy took one look at the gift box and turned away.
“I don’t want it.” she stated simply.
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